Legend of the Great Saint

No wonder Yue Wuyang was so surprised that Shu Luo Yang was used to communicate with Shu Luo Dao, while Shu Luo Festival Station went further and communicated directly with Shu Luo Dao's military arsenal.

Huluo Dao is huge, easy to communicate, and costs a great deal. And the armory is the holy place of Shu Luo Dao. It is difficult for people outside Ashuro to communicate.

“Yes! ”

Li Qingshan naturally said, since the existence of Shu Luo Yard is already known to the world, there is nothing to hide from Shu Luo's altar. This object is too easy for him to get, but he doesn't feel how precious it is.

“Where did you get this?” Yue Wuyang stepped forward, a little excited, and a little unbelievable.

“Someone gave it to me.” Li Qingshan Road.

“From!” Yue Wuyang frowned, not believing at all, who would easily give this treasure to others.

“I just had a war with the people that day, and suddenly there was a voice over my head saying, 'Born warrior, come to Shu Luo Dao to start an endless battle of blood'. I also wanted to go, but I refused to think about it. I said I would go to Shu Luo Dao again later, and then he dropped a stone tray from the bloody whirlpool, and later I knew it was called Shu Luo altar station. ”

Li Qingshan explained calmly.

“Are you saying that you were summoned by Shura Dao? ”

Yue Wuyang was greatly shocked. Compared to the non-angry monks, he knew more about Shu Luo Dao and regarded Shu Luo Dao as the final promised place.

“If that's what Shu Luo Dao calls for.” Li Qingshan stall.

“And after you refuse, you get a Shura Priesthood, don't bullshit! Only the souls of the war dead will be summoned to Shura Dao! ”

As for the unified Shu Luo Dao, it is not worth mentioning the utter madness.

“I guess I'm a dick!” Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders and was too lazy to explain. Do you love to believe it or not?

“Can I see the Shura Priesthood?” Yue Wuyang decided to ignore Li Qingshan's nonsense before taking a look at the legendary Xiuruo altar station.

“Whatever! ”

Li Qingshan's heart chanted and Shuro Yard opened a round of bloody whirlpool. Yue Wuyang couldn't wait to enter. He came to the face of a knife and shouted, turning out to be a raving sword and soul.

“Good knife!” Yue Wuyang shouted with great praise, waved a long goat, wore a vest and fought with the sword and soul of the mad flower.

Time, blade and light, chango dancing, weapon empathy sounds like thunder, ringing in one piece.

“Yue Daoyou, I came to collect this knife.” Li Qingshan's voice came from outside Shuro field,

“No, I was about to try this soldier's trick!” Yue Wuyang Dao, instant confrontation, he felt that the sword of the madness knife soul was unusual, martial arts hidden above himself, can not help but see the joy of hunting.

“Li Qingshan, mind your own business!” Frenzy knife soul also drank, she was surrendered by Li Qingshan with brute force. She was holding a breath of fire in her heart and was about to take the opportunity to vent.

“Okay!”

Flying sandstone in the Shura field, killing the air, the bloody swirls in the sky spinning quickly.

The more courageous the madhouse knife soul, even in the real world, it can not fully implement the knife method, and the more the Yue Wuyang Vietnam war is frightened, as a soldier apprentice, the harder it is to repair, confident martial arts is not much worse than the ordinary King Ashuro, but in front of this madhouse knife soul, it is actually restrained everywhere.

“The legend is true, every soldier in Shu Luo Dao is a thousand hammers, after countless fights, martial arts are the culmination, if you can get one, you are like a famous master. ”

Yue Wuyang's heart is even hotter, but the biggest question now is how to defeat this soldier!

Even more powerful than when they first came out of the Shiloh Priesthood, after Li Qingshan refined the last razor knife, they naturally formed a connection with each other, which can draw strength from Li Qingshan, which is tantamount to dispelling the worry of the razor knife's soul.

Although Li Qingshan can refuse the Daihua Knife Soul, what he lacks most is maliciousness, proactively providing strength for the Daihua Knife Soul, and also providing resources for the promotion of Shuroyard.

“Well, you're a little useful, you don't have an elbow to turn out! ”

The madness knife soul preached, but there was some exclamation in his heart. The weapon was born for human use. At last, the knife of the Lord prevailed over the knife of nobody. Although the boy was weak, he still had great potential and deserved to be taught.

Li Qingshan smiled, not angry monks were curious. "What are you laughing at? ”

Li Qingshan waved his hand and a piece of blood reflected the scene of the fierce battle in Shuro Yard.

Not angry monks are also shocked. Of the hundred families, soldiers are the best at fighting and killing. Yue Wuyang did not fail the name of his general. He showed an amazing skill, but he was suppressed by a knife in the district. How is this not surprising?

The soul of the razor knife came to the point and blended directly into the last razor knife. There was only one razor blade. The body was the most sturdy knife. There was no so-called harm or weakness. It was much more difficult than King Ashuro's.

In contrast to Yue Wuyang, his armor is already broken and his body is scaled. Although he avoids the harm, he does not hurt at all, and he also looks very wolfish.

“How the hell did you surrender this knife?” Without anger, the monk asked, even he was not confident that he could surrender the knife.

“Charm!” Li Qingshan smiled.

“I think it stinks! You should still take this knife quickly. Don't embarrass the General Wang.” Don't be angry with the monk to persuade.

“If I did, I would say that the King of the Hall cannot even fight a knife. ”

Li Qingshan Road, this old boy always took big in front of me, I wonder what the look would be like if he lost.

Not angry monks naturally don't believe in Li Qingshan's reasons, but in this situation, it's really hard to get involved.

All of a sudden, the blade rose like a rainbow from Yue Wuyang, leaving a blood mark on his face, slightly slowed by greed for the knife.

“Take a break!” Yue Wuyang's eyes sparkled, Changgo grabbed the knife body, five fingers twisted, as soon as he grabbed the handle of the knife, he had to suppress the end of the rave knife.

“It's a dead end, and my knife is so easy to get! ”

Li Qingshan is connected to the soul of the madhua knife. She can clearly feel it. She deliberately did it and laid a trap for it.

Yue Wuyang also had to do it. He never cut off the power of the end of the razor knife. The only way to win was to directly attack the knife's soul. However, he did not know that the razor knife's soul, though soulless, was purely purified by the sword, and even stronger than its body.

If not, Yue Wuyang's face changed and her body was full of blossoms.

The madness knife's soul suddenly appeared. After taking the last of the madness knife, he chopped it to Yue Wuyang. "Dead! ”

Her experimental failures on Li Qingshan were all used on Yue Wuyang.