Legend of the Great Saint

The black masked man's hand pinched the sword, his eyes filled with cold rage, no more half a mild. Though he was careless, his enemies, who were able to cut him with one knife, must not be confronted with the attitude of four layers of refiners.

He was not concerned, however, that any attempt to use close weapons against a flying sword would have to be slaughtered unless it had an overwhelming advantage.

Li Qingshan also knew this logic. As soon as the long whale absorbed water, the ice crystal knife suddenly turned into an ice shield. A tinkling noise, the flying sword changed direction dozens of times, and hit the ice crystal shield dozens of times. Instead of breaking the ice crystal shield, it froze a layer of frost and slowed down slightly.

As soon as the flying sword shook, the speed recovered rapidly. The serpent was constantly searching for the bloom of Li Qingshan.

But the long whale absorbed the ice condensing water and formed an ice shield half a foot thick, covering most of Li Qingshan's body. Although the flying sword was extremely flexible, it was difficult to break through for a while.

“Spirit apparatus!” The black masked man's eyes were colder and brighter. Heard the woman say that even the demon Dan was sold by him. Instead, he was blessed by the evil and killed the child, and the harvest was definitely good.

The hand took out a scroll of scroll shaft from the hundred bladder, swung and unfolded, and the pen bent and swordy, just another book of grasshopper swords!

Li Qingshan was covered in cold hair, a strong sense of crisis surged to his mind, and a great disaster was imminent.

Dozens of swords swept across, cut off the violent wind, pierced the flowing snow, and killed Li Qingshan.

“Vertical” is the fastest, the blink of an eye is imminent, instantly filled with Li Qingshan's eyelids, deep into the ice shield.

“Horizontal” is the slowest, but atmospheric, with force, seems to cut across all life, leaving a deep mark on the ice shield, and the ice chips splash.

“Handed off" and “", crossed a deadly arc, actually went around Li Qingshan's back, took his unprotected vest and arrived almost vertically at the same time.

The most revealing and deadly is the “hook”, the hook to the sky, the hook to the earth, there is no way to speculate the trajectory of its operation, suddenly hooked into black frozen earth, Li Qingshan feels a cold killer, coming out from the soles of his feet, to hook his life soul.

The flying sword didn't stop looking for Li Qingshan's blossom.

Li Qingshan shouted and the long whale absorbed water and spit out all the ice water, forming an ice ball to protect his surrounding body group, also forming the shape of a spirit turtle Xuan Jia.

Punctures, heavy blows, cuts, tears, should be stronger than steel brown ice balls, under the impact of sword, like fragile soap bubbles, emitting a crackling ice crack crisp sound, the crack instantly filled the entire ice ball.

Li Qingshan's face was full of amazement. For the first time in others' hands, he saw the true power of the Book of Straw Swords. The true qi of the eight layers of gas refiner gave the Book of Straw Swords absolutely powerful destructive power and killing power.

If Li Qingshan uses not ice condensed water, but ordinary spring water or even spiritual water, there is no way to stop this blow.

On the other hand, the Black Masked Man's Grass Sword Book is slightly smaller in size and light than his own, which is only equivalent to a spiritual instrument.

The black masked man was also slightly surprised, with this volume of Sword Book, he killed a few stronger refiners than he did, and today he failed to break the defense of a small refiner.

The flying sword floated quietly in the air, the black mask humanly said: “Where did you get this spiritual apparatus in your hand to stop my sword? ”

“No wonder you're obsessed with the Book of Swordsmanship? It turns out there are other pieces in your hand. It's not that easy to kill me.” Li Qingshan shook the long whale absorbed water, and the ice ball once again hallucinated into an ice knife, and there were no cracks on it, but the real qi itself was consumed, and it was also extremely huge, taking out a spirit stone to restore the real qi.

The masked man in black suddenly laughed.

Li Qingshan said: “What are you laughing at? ”

"The more good things you have in your hand, the happier I will be, because they all belong to me. ”

Li Qingshan said: “Really? Then I guess I'll have to smile too. ”

The masked man in black squinted his eyes: "Do you think you can escape a death if you see the trick of talent? The pride plot is really good, even I almost got fooled by you, but the trick is useless in the face of absolute strength.” Touch the chest, that horrible wound, under the effect of true qi, has gradually begun to heal, I think it won't be long before it is in perfect condition.

The reason he stopped to say these words to Li Qingshan was to take advantage of the opportunity to recover his injuries and expel the cold air with his true breath. The wound was basically healed, and he stopped talking nonsense, pointing to Li Qingshan: “Sick! ”

The flying sword electrically came, Li Qingshan also used the spirit stone to restore the true qi. He did not change the demon's body. He must not release the demon's scent here. Around the deserted mountains, there may be many gas refiners ready to participate in the Pharmacopoeia at this time. Those distant peaks of the snow mountains, you might have the gaze of snooping.

They came to kill the demons, and once they felt the demons, perhaps even the founding brothers would be struck, and he could not risk it.

An ordinary four-layer gas refiner, of course, is unlikely to defeat an eight-layer gas refiner, but he is more than an ordinary four-layer gas refiner, and he still has a real killer!

“Firm," the sword stabbed the shield.

Li Qingshan took out the long-used shield of the inferior spirit, and turned it into a desktop size blocked in front of him.

And in the other hand, the long whale absorbs water and has sucked all the ice and water into its belly, pointing remotely at the black masked man on the tip of the tree.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

The masked man looked at the black clothes, his cuffs flashed, the number in front of him outside, creating a wonderful airflow, not so powerful, but just a slight push, all the ice cream, flew away.

Tinker Bell, shooting into the dense woods, the crown trembling, sweeping, heavy snow falling.

A huge noise, as if a group of invisible giant elephants had broken into the forest, the trees in the heavens had been dumped, the ice rink had been shot into the trunk, the outbreak of cold currents, the trees had been dried and frozen, and the impact had directly broken many giant trees.

It can be seen that the power of this technique is not weak. If it is used against six gas refiners, it is a terrible killing technique, but it is far from enough to deal with eight gas refiners. Every time you open a meridian, your true qi doubles, and this black masked man possesses not only a powerful true qi, but also a brilliant skill.

The masked man in black seemed a little impatient, but instead of approaching Li Qingshan, he manipulated only the flying sword attack. Instead, he was always ready to be close to him. He was deeply aware of the horror of the refiner and would never give him any chance to brutally injure him.

Only concentrate the whole spirit on the flying sword, the speed of the flying sword is getting faster and faster, the body of the sword has long disappeared, only countless swords of light have been seen, before and after Li Qingshan interwoven into a sword net.

Li Qingshan danced around the shield, causing a series of dense rainfall sounds. And every time a sword crosses, it will surely engrave a deep scratch on the shield. In the blink of an eye, the shield will be covered with scars. The spiritual energy has faded to the extreme, and it is already on the brink of collapse.

Li Qingshan was unable to move in place. He knew very well that when he moved, he would inevitably appear to be broken and give the flying sword a chance. Even though he could get close and fight, he could not take advantage of an eight-story gas refiner.

But if we don't move, won't we be defeated?

Like a beast crawling in the grass, he waited in silence for an opportunity to appear, and if he did not move, he would kill himself.

But the more oppressed the sword net was, the smaller the opportunity was, the more determined he was to create an opportunity for himself without a chance to lift the shield in his hand and strike the flying sword out of several lengths, but this pattern also opened his chest wide open.

The mockery appeared in the eyes of the masked man in black, and the flying sword went faster and electrocuted away.

Wow, "Grass Sword Book" unfolded, blocked in front of Li Qingshan's chest, rushed out dozens of strong swords.

The flying sword collided with the same "vertical” and was immediately “horizontally” struck out, completely unable to block the sword's tide.

The man in black mask looked at the book of swords, which was bigger than his own, and showed amazement. Then he really wanted to laugh a few times. How could I not have imagined that this kid would buy the book of swordsmanship for such a large price because he had another scroll?

If it is an ordinary eight-layer gas refiner, in the face of this sudden sword kill machine, I am afraid there is a fear of life, but for him, it is nothing. Shaking the Sword Book in his hand again, he is more than Li Qingshan deeply does not know how many times, this Sword Book is much more casual, don't worry at all, once used, exhaust all his true body.

The two swords were massive, colliding in the air, but not fiercely confronting each other, offsetting each other. Instead, they melted directly into a piece of inky black water, and the shape changed rapidly.

Li Qingshan and the masked man in black showed ecstasy. This scene does prove that both calligraphy are the same hand, and there is a possibility of merging with each other.

But the scene lasted only for a moment, and the shape of that mass of ink stretched to a limit, as if the internal pressure had gone out of control, and it burst apart again, turning into a round of undifferentiated sword energy that spread around.

Both faces have changed, dare not be a bit lazy, swordsmanship has not developed, sword power has been like avalanche tsunami, laying the ground, this power has surpassed the ultimate spirit apparatus.

Black masked man like a black arrow to the sky, Li Qingshan has not had time to hide, half kneel, left hand with shield, right hand with long whale absorbing water, further ahead, condensed into a very narrow defensive surface but as thick as seven feet of large ice.

The sword wheel flashed away, a hundred square feet, the ice was gone, the masked man in black looked down from the sky, only to see the white earth, launched a black circle, he couldn't help but swallow a breath of spit, his heart was excited, if he could master this power, what other gas refiner could fight him.

“Bang” sound, Li Qingshan's round shield, there are only half left, the spiritual energy is exhausted, has been completely scrapped. And the bigger ice cubes blocked further ahead, cut open from it, are as easy as cutting paper.

Li Qingshan's heart was equally shocked. If this sword is not randomly scattered to all sides, but a little bit of control, he is now a dead man, even the demon must be seriously injured.

Even so, he was quite close to obsoleting an upper and lower spiritual apparatus to block this sword, but the long whale absorbed the blade, condensed with water, can repair itself, otherwise this is a terrible loss.

He raised his head and looked at the black masked man in the sky. His eyes were cold and the bamboo basket behind him had disappeared.

The black masked man looked at the bamboo basket, his heart was stunned, I didn't know what the trick was, but his heart dared not slacken any more, his hands split, a black energy rushed to the sky, tearing the bamboo basket to pieces.

A little bit of cold light flashed, like a meteor descending from the sky, tearing its strength, the sword had not yet reached its edge, the sword seemed to have passed through its body, the black mask was blindfolded and slightly stiff.

Not only is it deterred by the sword intent, but it is even more surprising that the sword intent, clearly the same as in the Book of Swords, is there really someone highly qualified to understand the sword intent in it? And what's even more incredible is that the swordholder is a child under the age of 10.

Li Qingshan was amazed. When did this girl's swordsmanship reach this level? At such a distance, he could feel the horror of the sword, and he couldn't help but wonder how he would cope if the sword was stabbed at himself, but couldn't come up with a suitable answer.

Of course, he was a real fighter, really in the life and death fight room, so he could unleash his full potential.

And the huge life-and-death crisis made the black masked man wake up instantly, trying to escape, but feeling like there was no chance of escape. That's not to say that the air can't borrow power. Eight layers of gas refiners, if they breathe a real breath, they can plunder out ten lengths.

Xiao Ansu held a sword, and the blade pointed straight at the masked man in black. The tip of the sword was not straight up, and the tip was constantly shaking slightly.

Li Qingshan felt extremely familiar and suddenly remembered that in the box of the grocery store, Xiao An was lying on the ground and his little hand kept bluffing in the air.

Originally, after obtaining the Book of Swordsmanship, Xiao An had completed some of the swordsmanship of the Book of Swordsmanship, and when Li Qingshan fought the masked man in black, she hid in a bamboo basket, but did not in any way affect her observation of the outside world.

At a glance, he saw the brush painting in the hand of the masked man in black, and closer to his body, he felt the sword released.

For the average person, it was just an instant, and she didn't care at all, but for her, it was enough to take a glance.

The world of genius, just need to be enlightened, the three "Books of Swords of the Grass", coincided in her heart, condensed into this sword, has acquired the sword of the ancient sword fairy.

Comet attack moon, electric light flame stone, flying sword not in time to rescue, spirit charm not in time to take out, black masked man stretches out his hand in horror, releasing his true body, black energy, spinning like a tornado rush out.

As in the box, the tip of the sword suddenly stopped trembling, all the strokes, harvesting a little more pale.

Xiao 'an rubbed past the masked man in black and his pair fell from the sky.

Li Qingshan hurried forward and connected Xiaoan in her arms. She was sweating like slurry. The smell of sandalwood grew stronger and darker, but her eyes were still clear, only weakened.

The masked man in black rolled over and steadily landed on the ground, pointing to Li Qingshan, pointing to Xiao An: “You...” He just said a word, his throat sprayed a blood arrow and flew to Li Qingshan's front.

He trembled a few times and fell down.

A burst of tremendous noise, hundreds of giant trees, sloping slowly, falling to the ground, echoing thunderous noises in the valley.

Meanwhile, the sleeve sword in Xiao 'an's hand, turned into powder, flowing with the wind. The power of that sword is beyond the reach of a magic apparatus, and it depletes all her energy.

And the effect is, kill eight gas refiners in a second.

Xiao An stared at Li Qingshan and lifted his chin: “Make it! ”

Li Qingshan scratched her nose: “Well, that makes sense! ”

The flying sword fell out of the air like a dead snake, and fell into the hands of Li Qingshan. At the same time, he picked up the hundred treasure capsules on the ground and the remnants of the Book of Straw Swords. Xiao 'an's fingertips released a little flame, drilled into the body, destroyed the remains, and his body recovered at a pause.

Li Qingshan said: "Someone will be here soon. It's not a good time to stay here. Let's go! ”

He chopped off his strong enemies without transformation, gained his dream apparatus, but somehow, that sense of crisis did not dissipate and remained overhead like a cloud, so he chose to leave immediately.

The two disappeared into a wretched valley, and moments later, a group of gas refiners arrived, staring stunnedly at the surrounding scenery, facing each other, before the founding brothers were here to fight.

The only gas refiner headed by him was a slight frown. He was young and had a face like a crown jade. He had become the cultivator of the ninth layer of gas refining. Although refining gas can slow down aging, it is also known that he is definitely not old enough to be a genius anywhere.

He asked softly, "Song Ming, are you sure this is the right direction? ”

He was dressed as a servant of Chidu Mountain like Song Ming. He was only embroidered with three colors on his chest. More than Song Ming, all the other gas refiners were surrounded by him. None of them were disciples of Chidu Mountain.

Song Ming hurriedly respectfully said: “Yes, Brother Big Brother, many people have seen it with their own eyes, there will be no mistakes. ”

Big Brother said: "Where is he now?” The voice remains utterly flat, but stems from absolute confidence in strength.

Song Ming hesitated: “This... must be around here somewhere. ”

Before Big Brother spoke, another gas refiner next to him said: "Brother Song, the drug collection ceremony is about to begin. Where can I find someone to accompany you? You want us to avenge you, you need to be clean. ”

Song Ming's face showed anger, but did not dare to seize, because talking, is also the core disciple of Chidu Mountain, and is still the seventh layer of gas refining.

Once Big Brother raised his hand, all the voices calmed down: “Bullying Song Ming, is bullying all the disciples of our Chicken Dushan. As Big Brother, I cannot fail to take charge of you, let alone avenge you! ”

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