Legend of the Great Sage

? No nonsense, no testing, Li Qingshan’s shot is a sure kill!

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, it glares, roars and pounces, integrating the four magical powers into one unified body. www/

At the critical moment, Silong's expression changed, his eyes were like a dragon's, the hand holding the sword suddenly stabilized, and he waved a string of afterimages.

Clang! Swords clash.

Silong took the knife forcefully and fell backwards. The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, spreading and collapsing in all directions.

The sharp edges intertwined, and a ball of dancing sparks illuminated the two ferocious faces. Killing intent, rage, and hatred all clashed crazily within a few inches. The tiger's eyes stared into the dragon's eyes, the blade was pressed hard, and a stream of blood flowed from Silong's head. The violent sword wind struck him from all directions, making a series of sharp metal sounds. He was wearing dragon scales like heavy armor, holding on to the blade.

The moment the sword's power was exhausted, he seemed to be pressed to the extreme by a spring, struggling to swing away the crazy sword. The sword edge passed in front of Li Qingshan's eyes, and the door in front of him opened wide.

boom! Li Qingshan rolled and flew backwards, a colorful palm mark was deeply imprinted on his chest, accompanied by a burst of pain.

Silong's hair was disheveled and he was panting rapidly while leaning on his sword. Blood flowed from his forehead to the corner of his mouth. He was frightened for a moment. If he had only taken half a step back, it would have been over.

"Okay!" Li Qingshan grabbed the flesh and blood on his chest and tore it off fiercely. His blood spilled onto the frozen soil, and his fighting spirit boiled like fire as he strode towards Silong.

"You have been defeated." Silong's voice was low, with a cruel smile on his lips.

Li Qingshan grinned, but made no sound. There was only the sound of wind and the sound of the knife in the silence.

Silong sneered and faced him with his sword.

The stars looked on coldly. They were like ordinary soldiers, approaching each other step by step.

Ten steps!

The wind howled, murderous intent arose, and there were faint sounds of tigers roaring and dragons roaring.

Li Qingshan didn't take action, and Si Long didn't take action either.

Five steps!

The wind howls. The murderous intent is fierce, the tigers roar and the dragons roar like war drums.

Li Qingshan didn't take action, and Si Long didn't take action either.

Three steps!

The wind tore.

The murderous intent was shattered, tigers roared and dragons roared. The excitement overlaps and soars straight into the sky!

The light burst with energy, sweeping in all directions, and everything was submerged in the sword light and sword energy.

Swing the knife, swing the knife, swing the knife!

People are like tigers, and swords are like wind, swaying freely. Hearty. Like drinking strong alcohol, life and death are ignored!

Xiao An, who was lurking nearby, had a worried look on his face. Silong's swordsmanship was superb, and the sword's edge turned unpredictable, just like a dragon and a snake changing. When resisting the sword, they kept weaving in and out, leaving bloodstains on Li Qingshan's body at incredible angles. It also has a heavy dragon scale armor, capable of both offense and defense.

Li Qingshan can only gain the upper hand by attacking rather than defending. The injuries he suffered became more and more serious, and it was almost a bloody battle.

Xiao An tightened his grip on the Buddha-killing Sword: "If this continues, he will..."

The tiger demon is changing. He cannot use other magical powers, including "Phoenix Nirvana". Once he dies in battle, he is really dead.

boom! Smoke and dust rose into the sky like wolf smoke. The figures were separated and passed by each other. One person fell to the ground.

Silong stood tall and proud, with a few knife marks on his body, and the dragon scales were chopped into pieces. Looking back, he sneered cruelly.

Li Qingshan leaned on his knife and half-knelt. His whole body was covered in blood, which was sprinkled on the ground. If you are smart. At this time, it's time to take away the tiger demon transformation and save a few more lives. But he didn't do that. He spat out the blood from his mouth and laughed: "It's so nice!"

If the determination to be brave is killed because of a "Phoenix Nirvana", then it would be better not to have it at all. If you retreat because you are greedy for life and afraid of death, it is better to die generously.

Before I knew it, the wind stopped.

Silong adjusted his breath, turned around, and stared at his back. Although he was so weak, he was deeply afraid. Without any hesitation, he stepped forward and slashed with his sword!

Xiao An bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly: "Get up!"

Wind blows!

Li Qingshan grabbed the edge of the sword without looking back, blood flowing along the blade.

Silong's expression changed, and his extremely weakened aura unexpectedly increased again, "How is this possible!"

The wind is blowing! In an instant, it turned into a storm, crushing the towering smoke pillars, flying sand and rocks, and darkening the sky and the ground.

The wind god's wings spread gently, and with every flap, the storm became more violent.

Li Qingshan is the heart of the storm!

Silong looked stern and used all his strength to urge the sword: "Go to hell!"

The sword light passed by, but it failed. Li Qingshan's figure disappeared, leaving only Thelma and Louise's sword stuck diagonally on the ground.

"Huh, did you escape?" Silong's heart became more and more uneasy.

The blade trembled, rose from the ground, shot straight into the sky, and fell into a big hand.

Silong suddenly raised his head, his eyes piercing through the wind and sand. Li Qingshan was hovering above him, a pair of red eyes overlooking him, and the wings of the wind god behind him blended with the storm.

Li Qingshan nodded slightly to Xiao An, who was not far away, and thanked her for her trust and support. He helped her without seeing him in danger, knowing how difficult it was for her.

Silently listening to the wind: "This is...the sixth level of Tiger Demon."

Kuanghua Sword Soul, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Boy, your sword skills are still young! You actually made me lose to a broken sword."

"Listen to my roar." Li Qingshan smiled brightly and waved the Thelma and Louise sword, causing the storm to roll.

At this moment, he seemed to transform into a wind god, descending from the sky with the power of heaven and earth.

Silong's expression was solemn, and he slowly danced the Immortal Abandoned Sword. The sharp sword light condensed and never dispersed, hiding murderous intent. Three thousand styles of "Hidden Sword Art of Heaven and Earth" formed a sword formation to compete with the wind god of heaven and earth.

"There are swords hidden in heaven and earth, three thousand arrays!"

"Hundred Flowers!"

Thelma and Louise's flower knife dances in the storm, and the gorgeous light of the knife is like a hundred flowers blooming, with the handle as the branch, the knife as the calyx, and the wind as the petals, blooming gorgeously!

The sword array is broken! Three thousand sword lights were all submerged in the wind and flowers.

Silong was unscathed and sneered: "Nothing more than that!"

Li Qingshan slowly uttered two words, but his expression changed drastically: "Qianhua!"

With Thelma and Louise's Flower Knife in hand, this flower of steel blooms once again.

The ground was cut away layer by layer, leaving only Silong in the center, desperately waving his sword to resist, with a look as crazy as a madman.

Clang!

The Immortal Abandoned Sword flew out from his hand, covered with fine knife marks. The dragon scales on his body shattered and flew away, blown away by wind and flowers.

Silong looked horrified, as if trapped in a nightmare, but he heard two words again: "Ten Thousand Flowers!"

In an instant, his momentum collapsed, and a cloud of blood mist erupted from his body, turning into a colorful escaping light, and desperately fled towards the Demon Realm.

The escape technique he used at all costs was as fast as lightning. However, the flowers bloomed and fell, one on top of another, as if they were endless. The escaping light was peeled away layer by layer, turning him from escaping light back to human form, and a shadow enveloped him.

Li Qingshan blocked his way, his expression ferocious and furious, but his red eyes were extremely clear, reflecting his distorted face,

That look made him feel scared, trembling, and unable to move.

All the flowers fell, the light of the sword disappeared, and there was only one Thelma and Louise flower sword left in the world, and it stabbed into his chest, reaching the hilt.

The blade of the blade emerged from the back, and the aftermath tore through the earth, turning into a wind that stretched thousands of miles, leaving a deep ravine.

The storm suddenly subsided. (To be continued.)