Legend of the Great Saint

The battle on the ground was long over. Several foundational brothers who came to rescue were overthrown. The other foundational brothers who came to rescue from the Demonic League were afraid to approach the scene, fly in the sky and look far away.

At this time, the East was faint, and the night travelers would not dare to disperse any further. They only guarded under Copper Ding Mountain, looking up to the sky, the duel in the illusion of the ruins.

As if the heavens and the earth had become a stage, everyone else was hidden under the stage as an audience. Li Qingshan and Fu Qingyan were in the center of the stage, attracting the attention of all. Their victory and defeat determine the situation in Qing River Fu and even the lives and deaths of countless people.

There are even more spectators, sitting in the dark on the VIP table, secretly hiding their presence and looking with their own minds.

Seeing the illusion of the ruins turned into a sword-like ocean, there were no holes in it, wrapping the layers of Li Qingshan.

The hearts of the night currents raised violently and muttered to themselves: “The master is invincible.” Night tassels pat her on the shoulder, "you're right, trust him! ”

Li Qingshan's tiger tail rolled the blood knife, hallucinating the layer of blood, fighting with the sword qi, ablation. He waved his fist and foot, like a demon, bombarded the void, exploding a crack, and a force of shock rolled in all directions, destroying the heavy sword. A raging sound wave swept through the swordy ocean to see the dark blue sky at dawn.

But he didn't have time to admire it, a spiritual, a riddle of killing machines coming from behind.

Fu Qingqi jumped out of the sword and stepped on heavy blue waves. The ruins of the sword seemed to break through the blue lightning of the night. The sword and sea dissipated with this sword, all gathered on the sword, one sword broke into the sky.

Piece of turtle brown armor, assembled into a mirror wall, clearly reflecting the green figure. Fu Qingxian was not as stubborn as a strong stone, and immediately felt that the figure in the mirror had the same momentum as him.

Fu Qing's eyes were cold. No matter how intelligent you are, how can you stop the sharp ray of the ruined sword? “Break! ”

At the tip of the sword, a circle of ripples swung over the mirror, and Fu Qing in the mirror also twisted, disappeared, clicked, the cracks spread, crushed.

Fu Qingxiang's face had no happy color, his heart fell straight down.

Li Qingshan Zhang Yang laughed and revealed his fangs. The blood knife spit out ten swords and slashed them towards Fu Qingshan. “Die! ”

Even with Li Qingshan's introverted mind control, Turtle Xuan Jia still has difficulty blocking the ruins sword, such a powerful magic treasure full stab, but enough is enough. Fu Qingzhen must kill a sword is thwarted. The sword is no longer sharp. The masters compete and are only on the front line.

A golden iron resonated and a three-foot blue blade fell from the sky.

Li Qingshan did not strike Fu Qingxian, he split on the ruins sword. At the final juncture, Fu Qingxian's sword united, hiding in the ruins sword, escaped a robbery, but was also deeply traumatized.

Li Qingshan shouted disgracefully and shouted: “Stop him!” I don't know that in the eyes of Pai Qing, his kinds of geniuses are equally shameless.

The night traveler responded slowly and flew away without waiting for his orders, but the ruins sword was faster, twisting in the middle of the sky, and the lightning traveled through the heavy barrier of the night traveler, heading southeast.

Strength is poor. Without assassination, quantitative advantage alone would be difficult to stop the strong from fleeing.

Li Qingshan scolded: "Blood shadow, you should have seen enough fucking movies! ”

Cold humming, the blood shadow swept out. At his speed, he arrived long ago, but he couldn't help but be killed by Li Qingshan. How can he join forces with Li Qingshan in taking advantage of the fisherman's interests? At this time, I saw the opportunity, and I refused to let the payment go in vain.

Blood flashed, intercepting the ruins sword, behind a cloak, turned into a bloody sky, covering the past with the ruins sword. The ruined sword was unbroken, but against the blood, it swept up, colliding to the right, looking for a void.

Fu Qingxiang and Blood Shadow have also fought several times, knowing that this blood screen can stain the weapon. Once the common spirit apparatus is stained, it loses all its spirituality and becomes a piece of mortal iron, which is worse than any damage.

If in the past, Fu Qingjuan did not pay attention to his heart, he had sword power and light protection, and went back to practise for a few days. But today the ruins of the sword have been continuously wounded, the sword's spiritual light has been darkened to the extreme, and then the blood has been smudged, then the power is really gone.

“Fu Qingxiang, you have today too!” The shadow of blood smiled, the screen of blood was gathered, and Pai Qingqing had become the shadow of the jar, appeared in shape, and was in despair. Instead, he regained his appearance and flew towards the shadow of blood.

How can the blood shadow be afraid to pay for the injury, smiling and should go up, this is the perfect opportunity to kill enemies for revenge.

Li Qingshan restored his original form, waved the wind god wings down, and paid the hundred bags of Qingshan must not cheapen the blood shadow. At this moment, an alarm burst into his mind, forcing him to brace himself and fly back.

The blood shadow was unknown, so the instant room approached Bai Qing, Bai Qing caged in his sleeve hands, twisted a red symbol, and the inscription on it flashed brightly.

The light shines brightly, and the water tank is thick and blanched with lightning, winding like a dragon. In time, the smile on the blood shadow's face became frightened, returning to God, and the thyron had penetrated his chest.

Paid green and blood, he didn't even waste a little energy to wave a sword.

It seemed like it took a long time to hear the rumbling, thundering in the sky, shocking the heavens and the earth.

Li Qingshan stunned for a moment. This is not only red charm, but also Chinese and even excellent, I'm afraid. If you use it from the beginning, you will win or lose. The joy of his victory disappeared and he became cautious. After all, he underestimated the words "Hidden Sword Palace”.

Fu Qingzhen escaped, did not flee, stood in the air, but could not speak a shriek on his face, even a little annoyance. Seeing the power of the thunder dragon charm, no one dares to move forward easily.

A moment later, Fu Qingyan made an unexpected move and bowed deeply to Li Qingshan in the distance: “North Moon, I apologize to you for the contempt of my past. ”

Li Qingshan was slightly surprised: “Is this a plea for forgiveness? ”

"'No, it's a war book,' said Pai Qingyun. ”

“Then take out your charade and fight me for another 300 rounds!” Li Qingshan was fearless and his blood boiled.

"“ As a sword, you can't fix life and death, and you can't use foreign objects. It's an unwritten rule of the Tibetan Sword Palace. ”

Li Qingshan Pan mocked: “Isn't that a rule that doesn't work for you? Stop pretending, there's some guy, use it! If it's not enough, you can have the Sword Palace delivered to you. ”

“I swear I will defeat you with this sword, not with the help of foreign powers, not with the work of others.” Fu Qingxiang raised his sword and his green shirt flew away. At this moment, he was decadent, calm and fallen, all disappeared and regained the position of a swordsman. (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.)