Legend of the Great Saint

Marriott and Wei Dandong looked a little uncomfortable, but Xinxin laughed and said: “There is no shame in doing business.” With the iron dial in his hand, he shouted.

Lu Tingrui drew a glittering thin sword: “Hand over the spirit and let's go! ”

Feng Qingshan promised everyone in Li Qingshan's hands a share of the spiritual ginseng. Though Master Wu Tang was not very satisfied with this result, he could not dare say a word of crap based on Feng Qingqing's face.

Li Qingshan couldn't say anything. He pulled out the spirit from the gourd and threw it in his mouth and swallowed it. His hands slapped: "No! ”

As soon as the eyes of several masters lit up, they quickly dimmed, with different faces, or despair, or anger, or loss, but without the will to do so.

Li Qingshan's salary draw at the bottom of this job is really steady and accurate.

"" I have a more useful Lingdan than Lingjin, "said Feng." If I do, I can make you all do what you want. But whoever doesn't, from now on, will be my dead enemy. I will take revenge on all your family members. ”

Several masters all changed color on their faces, Li Qingshan grinned: “Do you believe this person who threatens your family? If we kill him together and see if he has Lindane, everyone will split the score. Anyway, he is no longer the Eagle Wolf Guard, don't worry about getting revenge. ”

Several masters all moved, Feng Zheng "so” pulled out the wind knife: “Who dares!” The powerful threat of a flavor provoked countereffects, adding: “Lindane is no longer on me. ”

If Li Qingshan's strength is stronger, there is a real possibility that he will give him countermeasures to succeed, but it is obvious that several masters can distinguish between them, which one is easier to kill and make a decision.

Seeing people push up step by step, Li Qingshan heart road, after the blood splashes in Qingyang building, is that the Temple of Wind and Snow Mountain?

I wonder if the sky really wants to, and the sky is floating with snowflakes again.

He's not running! This battle, though difficult, is the opportunity for him to break through "Tiger Demon Bone Fist". Not only does he seek in the risk of riches, but he also seeks in the risk of divine martial arts. Only the master who came out of battle and did not escape.

“Big sword!” Feng Zheng raised the wind knife and made a concerted effort.

Li Qingshan's feet scored a point, his arms dilated, raised the sky a long whistle, but he was not a human voice, but a tiger shouted, “Ow! ”

The whole spiritual body was in his abdomen, starting to play a role, the real exasperated, injected into the whistle, he used a trick in "Tiger Demon Bone Fist" that he had never really used.

The Tiger Devil's Wave!

Within thirty years, all the falling snowflakes were swept away. If you look from the sky, you can see a hemisphere, rising from the ground.

Feng Zheng was the first to strike, the great sword sword broke up, the five masters, did not agree, stopped and retreated, just felt like there was an iron cone knocking on his head.

Can't believe he looked at Li Qingshan and was deterred by his fierce atmosphere. Is this really just a first-rate expert?

The rest of the two or three masters were even worse, rolling over their ears, bleeding out two ways, directly shattering their eardrums, and several of the weakest were directly roared to death.

The Tiger Mountain Forest, the beasts retreat. Li Qingshan took advantage of a hundred enemies.

The whirring sounds continued, the temples trembled slightly, and no snowflake could fall.

Feng Zheng shouted in a whistle: “What are you waiting for?” When the blade turned in his hand, another blade of wind was excited.

Li Qingshan stopped whistling, did not retreat, mobilized true qi, poured into the palm of his hand, five fingers emitted tiger claw qi, and grabbed the wind blade hard.

The wind blade was shattered and a raging wind was lifted. Li Qingshan glanced at the palm of his hand, leaving a faint blood mark, stretching out his tongue and licking it, revealing a grinning smile. He bowed his body like an extremely human tiger.

Homicidal, exotic.

The five leading killers also attacked.

Wei Dandong's long sword, Lu Tingrui's fine sword, Wanhao's steel knife, Wu Tang's iron fist, every weapon is full of spiritual light, even Wu Tang's master is also carrying a spiritual instrument boxing cover, before and after Li Qingshan, all the way in and out is sealed.

Eighteen energetic crossbows lasered out the disc beads, completely cutting off Li Qingshan's last line of life. Nor did Xin smile.

Together, the five masters must kill without even Feng.

Li Qingshan ignored the others at all. Step forward, grab Wei Dandong's shoulder and fight for his life.

The claws are not here yet, the whistling sound stabbed both ears, Wei Dandong so spared his life, how can he die here, immediately withdraw his sword and retreat.

When he retreated, Li Qingshan entered. He was terrified of Weidan Dongxian's guts. The long sword dance in his hand was impervious to the air. He simply delayed for a moment and let others kill Li Qingshan.

A spiritual sword broke through the air attack. Xiao An, who had been hiding, finally showed up. See Li Qingshan in deep danger. The first hand was the strongest sword, covering the three of them.

Cold, a knife, cut off the sword, Feng Zheng waved the wind knife, blocking Xiaoan.

The blood flame burned in the eyes of Xiao An, watching, one sword at a time, fell on Li Qingshan, the blood splashed, his heart could not help but tear Feng.

Marriott's long knife was cut on Li Qingshan's shoulder. Lu Tingrui's fine sword stabbed into Li Qingshan's body. Although they were frightened by Xiao 'an's appearance, they were all first-class masters, resolute and unaffected.

Li Qingshan had already mobilized his true qi. Two indestructible blades of spirit apparatus did not pierce Li Qingshan and cut him off. However, even though it was his copper-skinned steel bone, he was immediately injured, but he completely ignored it. He chewed Wei Dandong forward.

Eighteen iron disc beads fell on the body, but Li Qingshan was only in one shape. He was not affected by anything. He opened his eyes and couldn't believe it.

Master Wu Tang was most careful, coming from the back of Li Qingshan, saw him open the door, happy in his heart, punched him with all his strength, and bombarded his vest.

Thank you, Li Qingshan. The least I'm afraid of is you. Forward stroke with force, arms burst up. Grab Wei Dandong's shoulder for a moment. Rip it hard, right and left, and yell: “Tiger demon tear sheep! ”

Wei Dandong was completely out of school. Many dark hands had not been used yet. He was torn in half and his blood guts were sprinkled. I'm not afraid of tiger rivals, I'm afraid of pig teammates.

Among the top five players, Li Qingshan killed a master. When he was really fierce, he made everyone feel cold.

Li Qingshan grabbed two pieces of mutilated body and turned to Wanhao and Lu Tingrui. Fearing that they would be injured by Li Qingshan's imminent attack on death, they walked behind Wei Dandong and immediately retreated.

Masterful fighters, martial arts are only part of it, and more importantly, the momentum.

Once the enemy's momentum was weak, Li Qingshan's momentum was like that of the Great River of the Yangtze River decisive embankment. He couldn't help but ignore the people behind him. He rushed forward like a mad tiger and killed those two or three elite masters.

Wave fists, probe paws, hammer, there is no match under his hands. Every time he strikes, there must be casualties, and the body will be killed all over the place.