Legend of the Great Sage

Even if Huang Binghu had a sick body, it gave him the feeling that he was standing on the back of a tiger, imposing and unstoppable, and it was extremely dangerous. And last time I tried, Huang Binghu made a strategic mistake. If you want to confront him head-on and use your weakest to attack his strongest, of course you won't be able to please him. Otherwise, even if you don't use archery, if you have a weapon in your hand, he will Can't beat him.

Li Longdao: "I heard you want to see me?"

Li Long also has some eyesight, thinking: "This Li Erlang has a calm posture. At first glance, he has practiced martial arts. He does not look like an ordinary reckless man, and his momentum seems to be a bit like a master."

He shook his head immediately, amused by his association, what kind of person his master was, how could he be compared with such a boy.

"You dare to insult my family while I'm not at home, I really don't know how the word "dead" is written!"

"Oh, then I have to learn."

Before Li Qingshan could finish speaking, Li Long shouted loudly, rushed up, and hit Li Qingshan's chest with a move of "Iron Tree Piercing Clouds".

There was a burst of exclamations around, and Li Fugui shouted: "Erlang be careful."

Li Qingshan didn't move, I don't know if he couldn't avoid it or was stunned. Li Long was contemptuous in his heart, it turned out that he was just pretending, but I just missed it.

There was a muffled "bang", and his fist landed on Li Qingshan. Li Qingshan stepped on the ground with the bull demon, and his feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, and he didn't move at all: "Looking at the love of fellow countrymen, I will let you three punches!"

Li Long was stunned. Although he only used three successes in this punch, no one in the same sect dared to take it so hard. Now he is so hardened by a little-known young boy, and he is in between surprise and suspicion. , Hearing Li Qingshan's words, he was even more furious, and he dared to care so much.

In the blink of an eye, the second punch went out, and it had already used seven successes of strength. The fists slammed against Li Qingshan with Ling Lie's fist.

Li Qingshan's body trembled and said: "You haven't used your full strength yet, hurry up, the last move."

Li Long looked at Li Qingshan like a ghost, but he didn't believe in evil. like black iron. Ordinary martial arts, even if it was a life-and-death struggle, he didn't dare to do it, afraid of using old moves and revealing flaws, but now he couldn't care about anything, and tried his best to hit the strongest and fiercest punch.

Receiving this punch abruptly, Li Qingshan swayed, and finally took a step back, his face flushed red, his whole body surging with blood: "This punch still has some strength, three punches have passed, now it's my turn." Raising your hand is a punch.

"Iron locks across the river!" The cold fist blowing towards his face, Li Long turned pale in shock, crossed his arms, and used the strongest defensive move in the iron fist gate. Overwhelmed by the torrent, he flew out involuntarily, until he fell to the ground, he still couldn't believe in his heart, "I was defeated in one move! How could he have such great power!"

"Second punch!" A dark shadow suddenly blocked the sunlight and enveloped him in front of him, and Li Qingshan was already in front of him.

Li Long wanted to block, but he couldn't lift his arms in pain.

Li Qingshan punched from top to bottom, hitting Li Long's stomach like a pile, Li Long instantly bowed like a shrimp, and spat out a mouthful of sour water.

"Third punch!" Straight to Li Long's face.

The villagers exclaimed for a while, stunned by this sudden change. Li Long, the number one hero in the village they had been talking about for many years, was defeated in a moment, and the defeat was so complete.

The two brothers Li Hu and Li Bao do not believe that the big brother they have always admired is so vulnerable.

Village Chief Li shouted hoarsely: "Be merciful!"

The fist wind hit his face, but there was no severe pain. Li Long slowly opened his eyes, only to see Li Qingshan's fist firmly resting on his head, only to realize that he was already in a cold sweat.

At that moment,

He felt as if he was facing his incomparable master, and only had to close his eyes and wait to die.

Village Chief Li pounced on Li Qingshan, his skinny hands tightly grasping his arm: "Erlang, Erlang, for the sake of your dead parents, let go of my little dragon!"

"Father, go away and let him come to me!" Li Long struggled to get up.

Li Qingshan said: "See how filial piety you are, let's record this punch first." He was quite satisfied with the few punches he had just made, not because of his own strength, but his strategy.

Li Long has practiced martial arts for more than ten years, and it is not in vain. His combat experience is even more than Li Qingshan. If it is really a contest, the other party will not confront him head-on, and it will take a lot of effort to win.

So he simply asked him to punch three times. This type of defense is what he is best at. Wherever Li Long's fist hits, he concentrates his energy, and the infuriating energy in his body also moves to that position.

Li Long had punched three times, not only was he mentally injured, but his physical strength was weakening to the lowest level. If he couldn't dodge in time, he could only block Li Qingshan's fist. Li Long stood up with the help of Li Hu and Li Bao: "Are you really Li Erlang? It's impossible!" He only had a very vague impression of Li Qingshan, except that he was a little withdrawn, not a very important person. And even in his father's description, Li Qingshan was just a bloody boy who was forced to suddenly burst into ruthlessness. This kind of thing is not uncommon for him, and he never knew that he actually had such martial arts.

It’s like a child in the mountains who went out to work for many years, finally earned a family business, became famous, returned home, and enjoyed the worship of the villagers, but suddenly a humble country boy appeared, richer than him. The loss in my heart can't be added, and after the loss, there is anger.

"I'm not Li Erlang, it's Li Qingshan!" Since he no longer recognizes that eldest brother, Li Qingshan doesn't want to be Erlang.

Li Long said fiercely: "Then do you know who I am?"

"Of course I know!"

"Then do you know who my master is?"

"who is it?"

"Of course it's the head of the Iron Fist Sect of Qingyang City, the old hero Liu who is known as the Iron Lion in the Jianghu!" Steward Liu suddenly stood up from the crowd and said in a very high and respectful tone.

Li Qingshan frowned: "I haven't heard of it." What Iron Fistmen and Old Hero Liu sounded like third-rate goods, but he forgot that he was also third-rate.

"I'm so ignorant, you haven't even heard of my master's name. It seems that you haven't heard the reputation of the four masters of Qingyang's "Dragon Tiger Lion Bear"!" Li Long exclaimed.

"The 'Dragon' here is not you!" Li Qingshan stared, this is the second time he has been accused of being ignorant today. He only knew that in the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life, people who used animals as nicknames were all scumbags, and nothing would be worth it.

And using the direction as a nickname is the real master, such as the East Evil and the West Poison, the South Emperor and the North Beggar.

"Of course not." Li Long was about to laugh at him.

In Qingyang City, in the county yamen, the master took a pamphlet and introduced it to the fat man one by one:

"My lord, in addition to these local gentry landlords, there are four places where four people cannot offend."

The fat man said irritably: "In the whole of Qingyang City, I can't offend anyone alone!"

Master didn't care about his emotions: "These four places are one school, one village, one village."

"What is a school, a school, a village and a village?"

"The gate is the Iron Fist Gate, the sect is the Longmen School, the village is the Lema Village, and the village is the Heifeng Village. The four "Dragon Tiger Lion Bears" are the leaders of the gatekeepers in these places. If you offend those squires, you will be driven out at most. If you leave Qingyang City, the county magistrate will not be able to continue, but if you offend them, you may lose your life for no reason."

The fat man shuddered: "Why is this official so terrifying? By the way, the young man we met that day has been found. If there is such a person to guard, this official can rest easy." PS: The collection exceeds 10,000, which is gratifying Hey, please support me in the future, and I will work harder! However, I was always overwhelmed. If it was me in the past, I would probably accept this position with peace of mind! But now, once again strongly summoning Sanjiang tickets and recommended tickets, even if they lose, they still need a fight!