Legend of the Great Saint

The sun is falling, the sky will be late, and the battlefield is raging.

Millions of Ashuros spread over vast areas, and unlike Li Qingshan in the Magic World War, it was just the simplest frontal battle.

Ashuroes slaughtered in every canyon, every hill, every wilderness.

Some are independent on high posts with long bows and arrows like rain; others are in the front row of the battlefield, sharp and steadfast, walking as battalions; there is freedom to travel on the battlefield, short soldiers in hand, and the gods are gone.

Even wearing dozens of wounds, broken limbs flying all over the sky, still fighting.

They are not alone in their struggle, they are courageous, they cooperate wherever and whenever they are, and their military strength is volatile. Strike enemies, scatter momentum, create situations as short as possible, and bully others.

That is something no world war can compare to, not even an old sergeant who has fought for years in magic.

Like two highly sophisticated war machines, crazy collisions, fierce frictions.

“Soldiers are uncertain, water is uncertain”, here the ultimate, fanatical with a high degree of reason.

Luo Xiaoming dominated the battlefield for a while while while Needham was free.

Yet everyone, including him, knows that the key to winning or losing a war is not here, but in heaven.

He has also been watching the heavenly duel. Even he who was a god could not fail to marvel at the speed of Li Qingshan's progress and the gifts he showed in the fight.

“He was born a perfect Ashuro, and if he was not born in the way of man, but in the way of Ashuro, if he hadn't met that one, he wouldn't be much worse! ”

Originally, according to common sense, letting a Numen face a fighting god was like letting a man die.

Luo Xiaoming still decided to call on him for help, only out of trust, it was not something boring like emotion, stumbling, but the trust of the warrior in the warrior.

Under the same circumstances, Li Qingshan will never be defeated by anyone!

The sun in the sky dimmed, and the wind ran out of wolf smoke.

In the dark red sky, a round of moon rose from the back of Li Qingshan, scattered black hair like the fur of a beast, his face was dark and unknown, one pair of eyes like charcoal, sparkling, overlooking the entire battlefield. Then gather on Needham.

Only the eyes of the forehead are closed - close your eyes!

Under the pressure of those eyes, Needham did not dare to strike easily for a moment, and the most fearful thing was the closed eye.

In this respite, it also stopped the extinction fire in the body, and the hole through the chest began to heal again.

Suddenly, Li Qingshan took a deep breath, the big wind whistled, turned into two tornadoes, and he sucked into two nostrils. It poured into the nascent lungs and raised its chest high.

The heart resuscitated, beating like a drum, sending blood all over the body. The power is restored until it is in perfect condition.

And all of a sudden, the sky was pounding and fierce!

Long, chaotic dances, rapid climbing momentum, such as fire burning, such as clouds shaking, all over the sky, air swallowing like a tiger.

The battlefield is a quiet place to look up to, no matter who I am.

“Come on! ”

Heavenly slaughter, murderous, in the form of a tiger, pounding towards Needham!

Needham smiled slightly and suddenly emptied.

Li Qingshan glanced and rushed forward. In the void behind him, he suddenly detected a hand with overlapping residues.

If Li Qingshan doesn't react quickly, he will be removed from his heart.

“Hmm, the same trick can't be used twice for me! ”

Turn around, fire up, huddle up, wield a knife - cheer up!

Six blades of pitch-black fire were cut to that hand, but only a string of remnants were cut.

“Really? Same for me. ”

Needham stepped out of the void and dragged the remnants of the heavy overlap, breaking common sense and slipping back and left and right, making it completely impossible to grasp its trajectory. It seemed like idle courtroom walking, but approached Li Qingshan at a faster speed than Li Qingshan, one inch, one step at a time.

One by one, they swept across the battlefield like two first-tailed meteors, falling toward a distant Ozawa.

Needham's hands were not tied to his arms, blooming like lotus blossoms, flying like butterflies, and swinging open six blades of fire.

Ping-pong sounds, black flames splash, but he can't be touched.

Li Qingshan knew that his body was too different from each other. If he fought closely, he had no chance of winning. In an instant, the hands will be peeled and torn to pieces.

“Your eyes, once used, will take a long time to recover! You've just used it once, if you can't decide to win the second time, huh! ”

Needham suddenly crushed a blade of fire and removed Li Qingshan's arm.

Boom!

Meteor falls into Daze, the ripples have not blossomed yet, so close to the bottom of the lake, there is no retreat!

“Shut up, you're not a fucking saint! ”

Li Qingshan shouted outrage - eyes open!

The heavens and the earth suddenly lose color, even shape, even quality.

As if to return to the colorless realm, the only thing seen in the eyes is the intertwined laws of heaven and earth. Nearing in front of us, it is not some Ashuro Doujin, but a collection of highly cohesive and rapidly moving laws.

The so-called practitioners, the so-called gods, have never been a special group “out of the three boundaries, out of the five lines”, but are themselves part of the laws of heaven and earth.

Both power and life come from the heavens and the earth.

And most importantly, the law itself is a hallucination.

Avenues are invisible, practitioners are named "3,000 Avenues” for cognition, gods are named for distinction.

It's called, it's called, it's called, it's called, it's called all the laws, it's just a bridge to the Avenue.

“Yes, everything is empty. ”

Li Qingshan sat down, six arms diastolic, forming a different imprint method, scattered long hair in the back of the brain disk into a hammer. Eyes reflect the tranquil moonlight and wave light, as if it were an enlightenment before the end, full of pulsating tenderness for the world, showing a "gentle phase. ”

It is one of the most important six-paragraphs in heaven, symbolizing sacrifice, also known as the "demon disintegration"! ”

Needham's hands had not touched his body, and Ashuro was immortalized into flying ash, leaving only that vertical.

Put all your strength, all your hope, in this eye.

In that moment, all the remnants of Needham disappeared and he couldn't help but look up.

While it is impossible to understand what Li Qingshan calls a "saint”, the threat is clearly much greater than last time, such as falling into an ice cave, such as trapped in a place of death.

The observation of "Last Knowledge” can directly interfere with his body method and eliminate his residual image.

“Damn, this rate of growth, what kind of monster have I encountered!? ”

“Destroy it!” Li Qingshan meditated.

So a black “eye” threw at Needham.

He retreated sharply, his “eyes” on him. He entered the void, and the “gaze” still looked at him.

As a god of war, he was as helpless as a mortal could not escape the sight of others.

That black “eye” has made a hole in everything, and this time, it's not just an empty hole.

“This is indeed a terrible move to burn the fire of the Sanlian City! ”

Needham sighed and suddenly wore a sophisticated round arm shield, waving his arm in front of him.

Smooth as a mirror arm shield, cracked a gap.

Boom!

Ozawa also had time to shake off a round of ripples in the future, and was instantly evaporated clean by the extinct fire.

At the bottom of the dry lake, Needham was undamaged and looked at Li Qingshan with ridicule: "It's over! ”

Ashuro doesn't need Fabao, he uses the most basic weapon, the so-called "Ashuro Soldier”. They may not have as many magical functions as magic treasures, and the magnitude of power often depends on the user, not only can a weak person not instantly become strong, but often also master.

But no one can question the destructive and defensive power of these gods, the little shield that Needham holds, is the real Ashuro, God's weapon.

And that blackout fire, against the bloom of Needham himself, is blocked by this side of S.H.I.E.L.D., and it loses the power to destroy everything.

Li Qingshan was stunned: “I'm going to your grandfather, this is too shameful!” If you can't beat him, copy him!

“Ashuro soldiers, Ben is part of Ashuro! ”

Needham said, wearing a light armor, pulled out a fist sword and came fully armed.

Li Qingshan doesn't need to see it. Both this sword and A are the most powerful divine weapons.

And not only was he empty-handed, but he also sacrificed Ashuro's immortality, depleting the power of the Numen.

How powerful the extinction fire is, trying to cross this shield and armor attack the body of Needham has become impossible. And when that fist sword waves gently, his Numen will be cut in half.

Li Qingshan turned his mind: “I have something to say! ”

“Wanna run? It's too late, or I'll be the one who dies! ”

Needham was really a little frightened by the perverted growth rate of Li Qingshan. The extinguishing fire made his heart palpitate even more. If he was hit by that blow, Ashuro's immortality would probably collapse instantly.

If Li Qingshan “sees” more accurately, “eyes” are stronger, and may even prevent him from being reborn, completely meteorized.

I'm disturbed if I don't get rid of this scourge!

“I hope you're not reborn, or I'll have to hunt you to death. ”

He wielded his fist sword and slashed it. It's very handicapped, it's hard to tell the truth. But sealed up, down, left, right, left, right, right, right, right, right, right, left.

At this time, Li Qingshan did not choose to escape. Instead, he pulled out a wine bag from somewhere, filled his stomach with liquor, and somehow pulled out an ancient bronze sword from somewhere.

Choke, pull your sword out of your sheath!

Double Sword Strike - Broken Sword!

Needham, keep your eyes wide open, open your mouth, and your instincts are waving shields —— shields are shattered!

The look on Needham's face was like a dream, tranced to see that blind bronze sword fall on him - a crack in the nail!

Li Qingshan's expression was also exaggerated. He only remembered that he also had a weapon. Although the sword technique was a little rusty, he could handle it at a critical moment.

Who would have guessed that this thing is a Chea Shuro soldier, just like cutting tofu.

Blood splashed, Needham knelt, the roaring sound in his throat, a large mouthful of blood poured out, and his life was cut off.

The destructive power of that sword far exceeds the resilience of Ashuro's immortality, and is either destructive against key nodes like the extinct fire, or simply frontal crushing.

“This... this is... what sword?! ”

Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulder: “The ghost knows.” Sighs again: “Saddam, Saddam, I told you, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, you just don't listen, you call it such an unlucky name! ”

Needham wanted to say that my name was not Saddam, and a bite of blood sprayed out, falling to the ground, dying without meditation.