Legend of the Great Sage

An old man with a goatee and wearing a sauce-colored robe took their pulse one by one, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding, sometimes his eyes narrowed, sometimes his hands up and down. On the left is the Iron Fist Gate, who lives with Liu Hong, and Li Long stands behind him, adding tea for him at any time.

A group of Tekken disciples stood in a human wall, separating many men, women and children from the human wall. It seemed that they were all relatives of these children. They all looked at their children nervously. If they could get a nod from the old man, they would smile. If the old man shook his head, he would be dejected.

This is a big man from Qinghe Prefecture City, thousands of miles away, the dignified guardian of the Iron Fist Gate, and his martial arts is superb.

Li Qingshan saw the old man at a glance. The old man was a little bit stronger than Feng Zhang. He was a congenital expert, but he was not a dangerous person. If he turned into a demon, he had the confidence to kill the old man with one move. Even if he maintained his human form, it would not be too much trouble, he only needed to spend some hands and feet.

He was just wondering what it was doing.

Liu Hong sat beside the old man. Although both of them were old people, even ignorant children could see their aura. Liu Hong sighed in his heart. Recently, there have been many amazing people in Qingyang City.

Since he came to Qingyang City to retire and protect the law, he has not seen it for many years, but then again, with his second-class skills, he has not seen it a few times in the past, and the last time was more than ten years ago. At the helm master's birthday banquet, when he was still in his prime, Protector Yan looked like this. Now that he has become an old man, this strict guardian law seems to have not changed at all.

Liu Hong said: "Protect Yan, take a rest!"

"Please use tea!" Li Long next to him hurriedly restocked the tea, although Hall Master Wu died unexpectedly, so the plan to leave Qingyang City was canceled. However, he was rather happy in his heart. He didn't like that Hall Master Wu very much. He was rude to his master and deserved to die. In the blink of an eye, another strict guardian arrived, not only with higher martial arts, but also with a much calmer bearing. Although he was arrogant, he was nothing more than lù, and he could even take him directly to Qinghe Mansion.

Yan Song stopped. Leisurely took a sip of tea: "I'm old, my body is useless." Let those children stand under the sun.

Liu Hongdao: "Where is the helmsman?"

"Don't worry, you are also an old man in the door. The surname Wu is useless. How can I blame you? I will tell the chief helmsman clearly." Yan Song is in a good mood, of course, because he has hands He received a lot of benefits from Liu Hong, and he did not take silver very seriously, but one of the ancient paintings came from the hands of famous artists. It can be said that it is rare for a thousand dollars, and it is exactly what his appetite is.

Liu Hong was overjoyed and said, "Then thank you for protecting the Fa. What do you think of these children?"

Yan Song said: "Among these children,

There are still a few good ones. Although I don't know if I can refine Qi, at least practicing martial arts is enough. If it was in Qinghe Mansion City, the children with better qualifications would have been collected a long time ago, and a good seedling would have to be scrambled to succeed. How could they choose so casually. "

Liu Hongdao: "It's all wise at the helm."

"Um?"

At this time, Yan Song raised his head and saw the human wall formed by the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect. There was a gap, and a young man walked in, but he glanced at it and ordered: "Let him go out. He is too old." And it was too ordinary, and there was nothing worthy of his attention.

But the Tekken disciple did not stop the young man according to his words. Instead, they separated from each other in fear. Yan Song was a little strange. He saw Li Long and even Liu Hong beside him with wide-eyed: "Li Qingshan!"

There was even more discussion in the crowd, "Isn't this Li Qingshan?" "Black Tiger Li Qingshan!" "I heard that he is not dead? Why is he back?" Li Qingshan is now in Qingyang City, and he can be regarded as a celebrity.

Li Qingshan stepped forward, smiled and beckoned: "Sect Master Liu, long time no see. This is what kind of Dharma protector, look forward to it for a long time!"

Yan Song's eyebrows moved. Thinking of another reason for his trip, could it be because of this young man.

Liu Hong said embarrassedly, "You...you're back!"

Li Qingshan said straight to the point: "Yeah. This time I want to be a bad guest. Please give me a few things from Sect Master Liu. If you don't convert them into silver notes, I'd rather take less. After all, it's not easy for you to dig it out. ." The current Li Qingshan looks very peaceful, without any prestige.

Liu Hong looked at Yan Song, Yan Song sipped the tea and said lightly: "You are Li Qingshan? Do you dare to come back? Now if I ask one question, you answer one less, and I will slap you. How did Hall Master Wu die? ?"

He didn't even stand up, this is not a person worthy of his standing up, and Li Qingshan's "disrespect" also made him a little annoyed, and he dared to ask him for something after eating a leopard. And there are many signs that prove that the death of Hall Master Wu has a lot to do with this person, of course he will not be polite to the enemy.

Li Qingshan hides his strength? maybe! But even if Li Qingshan is a first-class master, or even a congenital master, what if he has reached the realm of qi refining? With the strength of his second-layer Qi refining, he will put a few people in his eyes.

Li Qingshan is not unfamiliar with this kind of behavior. It is because he has absolute confidence in his own strength and thinks that he can handle the situation. Everyone needs to listen to his arrangements and let him be at his mercy.

However, when Li Qingshan saw those figures flying in the sky, and looked at Yan Song's appearance, he felt very ridiculous, like a toad yelling at Gugua and pointing fingers at a group of flies, and he thought he was a king.

So Li Qingshan laughed, I am at least a frog, and I am a very strong one.

The corners of Liu Hong's eyes twitched. He hadn't seen him for a few months. When this kid went out for a while, he thought he would calm down a bit, but he didn't expect that he would still look like this when he came back.

Yan Song's face turned cold: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Qingshan said: "When you see something funny, you will naturally laugh!"

Yan Song stood up slowly and said, "Just try to smile again."

Li Qingshan said: "Stop talking nonsense, all my things are for you to eat, and now they spit it out for me."

Without warning, Yan Song stepped over a distance of several meters and came to Li Qingshan, raised his hand and slapped it down fiercely. Li Qingshan, who he wanted to slap, would never laugh again in his life, let him know that provoking the Iron Fist Gate requires sacrifice. cost.

"Clap" a loud slap.

Yan Song turned his head to one side, a wave of flesh appeared on the old face, his eyes were round, and a tooth flew out. His heart was full of inconceivable. He clearly did not feel a trace of inner strength or true energy in Li Qingshan, but the speed was fast and violent. Unparalleled, could it be that he is a master of body refinement? But it doesn't seem to have the characteristic momentum of a body refining master.

Seeing that Yan Song was about to slap him, Li Qingshan didn't feel much annoyance in his heart, but sighed. In his eyes, the speedy movements were now so slow, so slow that he almost doubted whether his estimation was wrong.

And because Yan Song underestimated the enemy, he made a lot of flaws. Of course, Li Qingshan would not let it go. He slapped Yan Song on the face with the same smile: "If you don't spit, I will slap you and spit it out."

"Protection Strictly!" Liu Hong was stunned, the inviolable Protector Strictly received a slap in the face of so many people. I am even more surprised that Li Qingshan has become so powerful. Such a growth rate is simply too terrifying.

And there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd. They were willing to bring their sons and daughters here. Yan Song also made a real effort, blasting a wooden stake more than ten feet away with one punch.

Li Long couldn't help wiping his eyes, is this really the cow herding baby in Woniu Village? He felt that he did not know this fellow countryman more and more.

Yan Song was furious in his heart, took a step back, adjusted his body, and poured into his fists full of infuriating energy.

Snapped!

Li Qingshan saw that he had such a posture, how could he give him a chance to make a move, take a step forward, and slap him again.

How powerful is Li Qingshan, Yan Song was dizzy after being beaten, and the infuriating energy that had just been mobilized collapsed, but he was reluctant to run again and wanted to kill Li Qingshan.

"Pa" The third slap came down, and the close-quarters fighting with bare hands was just like this. Once the move fell, it was difficult to move back.

"Papapa" The slap was extremely loud, shaking the martial arts field. Except for the slap, there was no other sound.

Whenever Yan Song has a tendency to fight back, Li Qingshan will rudely strike down. The reason why he chooses to slap is not just for the sake of tit-for-tat. Downwind, but hitting the head is the best choice. The slap is not enough to kill, but it can also produce a shocking dàng dazzling effect and destroy Yan Song's movements. It is really the best way.

Yan Song retreated step by step, while Li Qingshan advanced step by step.

"Bang!" Yan Song sat back on his teacher's chair, covered his head and face, and shouted, "Don't hit me!" After a few slaps, he woke up from his rage and turned into fear. Li Qingshan could kill him. Without him, the older a person is, the more he cherishes his life.

Li Qingshan really stopped: "Hand over my things!"

Yan Song's face was sometimes pale and sometimes red, and he shouted: "Liu Hong! What are you still standing there doing?" He quietly stretched his hand into his arms. He also had a talisman that was used as a killer. Having lost such a big face, I swear I will not be a man if I don't avenge this revenge.

Li Qingshan said: "I advise you not to use it!"

Yan Song's hands trembled.

Li Qingshan said: "If you want to slap me in the face, I will slap your face. If you want to kill me, I can only kill you."

Li Qingshan's words were calm and calm, and he didn't even stop Yan Song from taking the talisman. Yan Song pinched the corner of the talisman, and his spirit changed even more, and he couldn't take it out for a while.

Yan Song said, "Really... it's really you who killed Hall Master Wu and killed those people?" Although he couldn't distinguish the bones, he found a lot of damaged weapons, among them Hall Master Wu's gloves. ! .