Legend of the Great Saint

Chu Tian just called himself a genius, but Li Qingshan mocked the disciples of the novelist for a long time, satisfying their sense of superiority ugly horn, maybe because Xiao 'an three people, nobody considered him a genius.

At this moment, reality tells them that Li Qingshan is a real genius, a genius comparable to Chu Tian. And their laughter, it was so stupid, that the feeling of superiority in their hearts collapsed.

On the high platform where the disciples of the Mo family were, Hao Pingyang patted Zhang Lanqing's shoulder: “I told you this kid had another high move. ”

Zhang Lanqing also smiled lightly. In the past three days, he has been worried for a long time. He Yishi stood in the corner of Gaotai and looked up at Li Qingshan on the Yunling giant. The only thing in his heart was fear.

Yu Zijian exclaimed: “Wow!” Hana Cheng revealed: “This guy is really different, I said, in my eyes, how could I be wrong! ”

Wu Gong asked himself, "Eight gas refiners, but either of these two rivals?" With a glance at the money, she always smiled slightly, without fear or surprise, as if to count everything in her heart, which added to the strange charm on her body.

When he thought he was a conqueror, he suddenly realized that he was attracted to her by her strength, without confusion, without hesitation, without laziness.

Perhaps it's time to put everything aside and fix it. Perhaps it's time to shut it down for a while, like Li Qingshan.

“Wang, how's it going?” The flower praised and smiled back.

“It's kind of funny, but it's still a long way off! ”

“Let's see how it turns out! ”

Chutian and Li Qingshan's eyes collided violently over the great martial arts field.

“So I've been underestimating you.” Chutian has some incredible ways.

“I'm surprised you can say that to each other.” Li Qingshan from Channel.

“But if you think you can defeat me like this, it's naive. What a cloud ridge giant. It's nothing more than a watch. It's just a strong-arm. Look at my god, Tulips, to break it! ”

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

This grand martial arts field has a big word, but it is also relative to the size of the human race. For these two giants, it is like a narrow ring, there is no escape, there is no escape.

Giant fists like 10,000 tons of earth rock poured from the top of the mountain, with unstoppable terror, hit the head of the Yunling giant, more precisely Li Qingshan next to his head.

Teeth for teeth, eyes for eyes.

Li Qingshan smiled, he would have seen that Chutian did not understand martial arts at all. Just now, if he had come to manipulate Shen Tu Li, he would have caught the cloud club, and would not have been hit by a fist at all. Fighting now is also lawless, purely the number of roads the average man fights.

Chutian can use magic to kill the vast majority of gas refiners. There is no need to go to labor muscle bones and learn any fighting techniques. With the size of Shentolis, there are enough roads for this fight.

But today is not enough.

Cloud gas fluctuated, the Yunling giant strayed away from his head, and Shen Tu Li's fist landed in the sky, a cloud pillar swept up, a harsh hook, smashing Shen Tu Li's chin.

Because the Cloud Ridge Giant is too big, and it's just a blurred figure, with only three fallen cloud nests in the mouth, and no legs at all, just a long cloud tail.

Li Qingshan can't really use it to play martial arts, but as long as the form is recognized and judged, boxing is enough to bully Chutian.

While Shen Tu Li's body was unbalanced, the Yunling giant floated forward, punching directly at the Shen Tu Li's face door with his left fist, a blast broke his nose beam.

If it was a human being, it would make him feel better this time, but Shen Tu Li was never flesh and blood. He didn't know what pain dizziness was. Under the manipulation of Chu Tian roaring, he punched the giant Yunling in the chest with his opposite hand.

Such a huge figure is impossible to avoid. Li Qingshan had no intention of hiding either. The Yunling giant greeted his fist and continued to deceive himself, splashing the stones of Shen Tu Li.

Shen Tuolis punched through the Yunling giant and pulled out an empty hole. Chu Tianhaha laughed: “Die for me! ”

In response to him, it was a set of punches, left punch, right straight punch, left hook punch, hit Shen Tu Li step back, the five officials on his face have completely blurred.

"Li Qingshan laughed. ”

Inherited the characteristic that water-based spells are not suitable for fighting, the Yunling giants are not really good at fighting, and their destructive power is far less than that of Shentou Liz. Even in defense, they are not the same as the defense of copper-walled iron walls of earthly spells, but are good at absorbing and dissolving damage.

The clouds roll, they come together, they turn around, they fill the void. The powerless Cloud Ridge Giant, just as restrained by the savage power of the triumph of the Divine Tulips.

On the stands, everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that Li Qingshan would have won if he didn't. It's not that big of a trick. Is this really a novelist's apprentice?

“Hit him! Hit him!” Hua Cheng shouted loudly.

Bombing and bombardment, thundering, the Titans of Yunling forced the Divine Turks to the martial arts field, waving their fists.

Shen Tu Li fought back desperately, but could not escape this dilemma. Instead, it appeared weak and powerless.

Dirt Daoist laughed haha: “Dust, this is called dripping stone to wear, with Jock Gang, funny, funny, unfortunate, unfortunate. ”

“Li Qingshan, you really pissed me off, you have to pay the price!” Chu Tian flashed his hands and stamped them again.

A loud chirping flamingo opened its wings and swept into the sky, pounding on the Titans of Cloud Ridge.

Even bigger than that one, Chu Tian rides on the back of the bird, full of red flames, the fire tongue circles beside him. At this moment, nobody cares about his handsome appearance, he is like the legendary god of fire.

Changqing Liu stroked his smile, which was enough to completely evaporate the Yunling giant.

At this moment, a dragon was singing, covered with a whistle, a dragon, slanted out, biting the bird's neck.

Dragon horns, dragon scales, dragon claws, dragon teeth, nothing is unprepared, they are all made of running water.

Waterfall Dragon.

This is one of the most destructive spells that Li Qingshan currently masters.

The dragon bit the firebird, headed straight into the sky, and hit the dome light screen, which seemed to be shaking.

Chu Tian bowed his head in shock. Only Li Qingshan stood between the dragon horns. The blue water waves rolled in his clothes, but it was not wet. He still had a slight smile on his face, as if he were laughing at his powerlessness.

Chu Tian chewed his teeth and growled in his heart. “How dare you laugh at me? Your district mortal, how dare you laugh at me? I am a heavenly man! ”

The flame rose on the flamingo, pecking it on the tap, and the horn broke. Two claws, tear the scales. The running water, which contains the life of the dragon, is poured down and evaporated at high temperatures before it lands.

The waterfall dragon rolled the firebird, four dragon claws, penetrated deeply, a slice of bird feather, and spilled from the sky into ash.

In the roaring noise, a large amount of steam scattered, on the ground, the Yunling giants and the Divine Turks, still waving their fists.

The gas refiners on the stands had a lot of big mouths and forgot to put them together. The look was silly. As if in a floodplain battlefield, the gods in the sky were in charge of the beast, flooding the water, on the ground, the giants were holding a go, and the battle was endless.

There are also many people, holding their fists, determined, ready to practice hard.

Gas refiners of this era have rarely been able to see the battle of the monks above the foundations, which has had a great impact on them.

Changqing Liu looked around at Gaodai and saw that the battle was good for the whole hundred Sutras, regardless of victory, so that those disciples who were used to peace could see what the real struggle was.

It seems that this kind of duel should be done more in the future, and with some recent information, he can smell the smell of war.

And the victory and defeat of this battle, from the beginning, did not exist any suspense, just to see when Chutian abandoned that pointless arrogance.

Dragons and birds tangled together, the distance between Li Qingshan and Chutian is unprecedented, can clearly see the anger and smile on each other's faces.

“Li Qingshan!” Chu Tian roared and stepped on the bird's back towards Li Qingshan. The five-color real air appeared on his body. He suddenly condensed into a five-color master and photographed him facing Li Qingshan.

“Five lines of stamps! ”

Li Qingshan stepped on the faucet and rose to the sky. In the air sea, his true qi flickered. He blended into this punch, such as the giant wave tsunami, and burst out with one punch.

"“ The victory is over, "said Changqing Liu. ”

The fists hit each other and the water broke apart.

In the meantime, the dragon with the firebird also collapsed and evaporated into a rolling steam.

The Yunling Titans, in the close combat of Shen Tu Li, although occupying the upper wind and dispersing the majority of Shen Tu Li Li, were also consumed in large quantities, both of which remained only twenty feet tall, unable to attract attention, let alone determine the victory and victory of this battle.

Everyone only saw that Li Qingshan's body rapidly fell down, fell into the fog and disappeared.

Li Qingshan lost, he punched with all his strength, and couldn't resist Chutian's kung fu, five lines of major handprints.

Hana Cheng Sheng suddenly felt sad for a while. Yeah, ordinary people can't fight genius any more, let alone Chu Tian or Heavenly Man's reincarnation.

On other observatories, many gas refiners also felt depressed. They had come to see Li Qingshan's jokes, but when Li Qingshan really showed strength that could rival Chutian, their hearts turned to Li Qingshan.

Because Li Qingshan is a "weak person”, compared to Chutian, is a “mortal person” like them. They want to see mortals beat geniuses, just as ordinary people always expect miracles.

Chu Tian descended from the sky, the five lines of the big hand imprint smashed the Yunling giant smoothly, looking around the left and right, his heart grinned: What a fool, dare you scold me, touching my five lines of the big hand imprint hard on the front, now I'm afraid it's only half dead! Let me be so rude and watch me slap you to death.

Hana Seung-lu stood up and came to the high ground where the Han 'an Army was located: "Uncle Han, please judge the victory! ”

But he always smiled, as cold as a rock, Han An Army, his mouth slightly snapped up: “The victory and defeat have been divided. ”

PS: Chapter 2, ask for the final moon ticket, wish Li Qingshan the strength, mortals can't beat Heavenly Man without trying! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)