Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan waved his right hand, the broken wall smashed, paid Qinghua as a little green light scattered, surrounded Li Qingshan to dance, remitted to pay Qinghuan's face, said: "You think you are strong enough, but you, in fact, are alone. ”

“Fu Qingxian, you really like bullshit, strong and weak life and death, just say it with your sword!” Li Qingshan laughed loudly, the blood knife danced, precisely chopped every little bit of green light, the green light was once again divided into two parts, more and more chaotic, the sword was like a shadow, at the same time chopped on it, the green light was divided into four parts, and the knife light was also divided.

The blade light erupted, Li Qingshan's eyes were clear and waveless, slightly through the blue light. Time seems to have been pulled over, becoming extremely slow, and the trajectory of every little bit of green light becomes clear.

WOW! A golden iron resonated, the blue light synthetic ruins sword collided with the blood knife, with the green flying away, slightly surprised, finally the calm color on his face: “Enter the land of the micro! ”

Fu Qingzhi's strength is not only derived from the ruins of the sword, but also from the deep accumulation of the Tibetan Sword Palace, to educate the elite disciples who have been chosen.

If Hundreds of Sutras and Little Gate pies are similar to ordinary schools, then the Sword Palace is a genius training course. In ordinary schools, even good students can familiarize themselves with the formula and apply it flexibly, but the latter must be guided by the teacher to refer to the formula itself to qualify. In the same realm, the strength is definitely different. Even with only one ordinary spirit sword, it is difficult for ordinary founding brothers to rival him.

“Into the micro world, is that what you call it? ”

After building the Turtle Quadruple, Li Qingshan can experience the ultimate silence, there are endless wonderful changes. When used on the Turtle Demon Dan, he can more acutely discover the culprit, and use the Turtle Xuan nail to reflect the enemy's attack, so that he can use it on the knife method, forcing him to pay back. I couldn't say whether it was a gift or anything. Today, it was finally explained by Fu Qingyun.

“I have to admit that you are indeed capable of threatening my enemies, and I would normally show some respect for such enemies, but this is not your good fortune.” Fu Qingyuan glanced like a sword, left hand fingered like a sword, right hand ruined sword pointed obliquely back.

Li Qingshan cut off a knife, and the rehearsed red knife backfired. Blood shines through, reflecting the illusion of the ruins.

“Ruins of ruins, swordsman!” Fu Qingzhen whispered, a sword stabbed out, the green light collided fiercely with the knife, the green light flashed through the knife, and directly stabbed Li Qingshan's eyebrow heart.

Li Qingshan turned his head and stepped forward. A ruined sword swept up into the sky. His footsteps turned backwards and swordlight rubbed past him. His feet had not yet landed, and the dao green light broke out of the earth. One sword was fast past a sword.

Li Qingshan's footsteps changed lightly and in the light of the sword, as if the tiger walked in the dense forest, his steps were steady and big, his eyes were always staring at Fu Qingxiang.

The sword was darker, he waved his blood knife and opened a path in the forest, laughing out loud: "Is this my misfortune? Then I'm lucky. ”

Fu Qing chuckled: “The show has just begun.” Hand strangle the sword and point to the sky. A shackled ruined sword flew into the air, floating there, turning their heads together, the tip of the sword pointed to Li Qingshan, turned into a sword rain, the voice chanted, whistling and falling.

Li Qingshan frowned, his body suddenly turned, danced the blood knife into a knife wheel, sword rain, fierce metal collision, constant ears.

However, the sword and rain seemed endless, with Li Qingshan at its core, countless ruins of swords, arranged neatly into a circle of sword arrays, from every angle, every direction, came flying, even though it was shot out, just adjusted direction, rearranged.

Fu Qingyan only smiled slightly. He saw Li Qingshan's figure and gradually drowned in the ruined sword.

A tiger demon shouted, sounding the clouds, a sword array, Li Qingshan unfolded the wind god wings broken out, flashed over Fu Qingzhen, when his head was cut off.

Without waiting for the knife light to fall, Fu Qinghuan turned into the green light scattered, and merged into the handle of the ruins sword, countless ruins sword converged into a long dragon, sparkling green light, whistling.

Putting green light in the sword, Li Qingshan can hardly hurt himself even though the blood knife is in his hand. In the illusion of the ruins, the power of Fu Qingxian can be constantly supplemented. Li Qingshan's connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is completely isolated, and the demonic energy is used by one point, less by one point.

Fu Qingyan stood undefeated from the beginning, so he could easily talk to Li Qingshan as if the hunter looked at the prey in the trap. Li Qingshan was in the middle of the sky, and even the gift of the earth's divine power could not be used. Indeed, it was like a trap.

At a critical juncture, Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly became clear, and the blood knife relied on to confront the ruined sword drowned down, as if he had given up fighting with Fu Qingshan. Unsurprisingly, a punch was fired, and every inch that went forward, it seemed to pause, get bigger, and look at it at a glance, like a feeling of stagnation.

With a smile in his heart, he opposes the sword of ruins with the flesh of flesh. Is this the last madness of the struggle of trapped beasts?

The moment the fist sword collided, an unexpected scene occurred. A handle of the ruined sword was broken into pieces. The tip of the sword did not even touch Li Qingshan's fist, and it was shattered by an invisible force. The moment the sword body was shattered, even the green light in it was put out a little.

A crack spread rapidly, and everywhere, the fence broke down, shattering into a blue light. A hundred miles away, the roar is louder than the Tiger Devil's whistle, as if a big, invisible bell had been ringing.

The corner of Li Qingshan's mouth snapped up. He didn't need the most destructive shock force, so he waited for this opportunity. By entering the microscopic realm, the force of the shock is superimposed, even though a mountain can also collapse.

Once Li Qingshan drummed, he completely destroyed the sword dragon, instantly destroying the ten thousand swords, revealing the body of the ruined sword. Li Qingshan laughed and converted all demonic energy into the power of shock, pouring it into the ruined sword.

The ruined sword shouted and flew back to Fu Qing's hands. He wore an old green shirt, which became shattered and shattered. His face was even more bloodless and his energy was badly damaged. In the illusion of the ruins, he scattered his prince into a little green light, in order to avoid harm, but let the destruction of Li Qingshan's shock power be fully exploited.

And the damage to the ruined sword directly touched the mind god, and it made him angry very, very angry, and he said, “What power is this? ”

“Ask King Yan!” Li Qingshan plunged up, turning into more than ten original husbands, copper-headed iron forehead, sharp tooth claws, like a black demon tiger, whistling. The tiger's tail rolled up the blood knife, turned into a blurred blood shadow, and cut into the green waist. Tiger claw burst, the power of the shock is ready to accumulate, all covered with murder instruments.

“Wicked!” Fu Qingzhen drank loudly. The broken walls around him were twisted into a green light. The whole ruins of illusion were transformed into a sword-like ocean, surrounded by a surge towards Li Qingshan. (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.)