Legend of the Great Sage

The bandits laughed, as if they heard a very ridiculous joke, but the third master felt a terrible thing in Li Qingshan and did not laugh out loud.

The head fell to the ground, the bowstring was full.

"Death!" Li Qingshan shot in an instant, the roar in his mouth couldn't cover the trembling clang of the split stone bow, and the long arrow took his monstrous anger to the third master.

A black light passed through, and a huge force flew the third master to a certain height before falling heavily to the ground.

The strength of the three stone bows is astonishingly strong, and Li Qingshan's movements are done in one go. At such a close distance, only a second-rate master can avoid it, but obviously the third master is not.

The noisy village fell silent in an instant, and the bandits opened their eyes one after another, looking at this scene in disbelief.

The villagers looked at him like a god. To them, those bandits were terrifying demons, and the third master was the leader of the devil. Now Li Qingshan, who killed the third master in one blow, was like a god.

The situation was reversed, and there was no joy on Li Long's face, but only fear.

"The third master! The third master!" Several bandits gathered around the third master, and the third master coughed out a mouthful of blood and pointed at Li Qingshan with a stern face: "Kill him for me!"

He was also considered a third-rate expert, and reacted in an instant. Although he could not avoid the arrow, he avoided the key point. The long arrow passed through his right shoulder socket, and the nearby bones were all shattered, and his right hand was considered useless. His eyes were blood red, and he could not wait to swallow Li Qingshan alive.

The bandits reacted, picked up swords, spears, swords and halberds, and rushed towards Li Qingshan with a roar.

A strong wind blew from the back of his head, and a short javelin stabbed at the back of his head. He didn't turn his head, but tilted his head slightly. He grabbed the javelin, turned around and threw it. Bandits nailed to the door.

A square halberd, a goose ling knife, and a red ying spear all stabbed at him at the same time.

Li Qingshan grabbed the spear and halberd and pulled it hard. The two thieves lost their balance and fell to him in horror. A pair of iron arms were already waiting for them. They hit their chests like iron hammers. With a dull sound, the two thieves vomited blood and flew out at the same time.

Taking this opportunity, the Yanling knife had already stabbed into Li Qingshan's arms, and the icy sword touched his lower abdomen. Seeing that he could stab Li Qingshan in the opposite direction, he could not advance an inch.

Li Qingshan slapped a pair of iron palms on the head of the knife-wielding bandit with a pair of winds penetrating his ears. He put down his hands, and the bandit froze to the ground as if he had lost his soul, and blood slowly oozes out of his seven orifices.

He strode towards the third master's house, but the cries of killing with his skills were deafening.

No moves, no scruples, just a sweep.

The strong wind whipped up a semi-circle of dust and smoke, rushing towards the bandit.

The tip of the halberd broke, spun up, and stabbed to the ground.

Several swords flew up, followed by a series of screams. Some people tried to block, but they couldn't stop the force of the halberd sweeping the thousands of troops.

The smoke and dust scattered, four bandits fell to the ground, only one short bandit was swept away and died on the spot. The other three thieves all had their chests cut open, screaming hobby on the ground, blood spilled on the ground as if they didn't want money, and the rich colors overflowed everywhere.

Li Qingshan glanced at the broken halberd, and after reading aloud, the bad blade was thrown on the ground. But I don't know how many hard bones and steel he forcibly swept through in that moment, how can ordinary weapons withstand such use.

In a blink of an eye, eight bandits fell dead and were seriously injured. The bandits behind screamed and stopped, holding their weapons and daring not to step forward. They were stunned by the tragic scene that erupted at this moment. This ordinary boy seemed to be terrifying in an instant. God of killing.

Li Qingshan continued to walk towards the third master, his face was expressionless, and his eyes flashed a red light that he had never noticed.

In his mind, he was quickly analyzing and judging, and he was not overwhelmed by anger. Only these three masters could be regarded as third-rate masters.

So as soon as he shot, he hit him hard and went to the biggest threat.

Among the other bandits, there are a few good players, but more of them are at the level of Caishenke. He has only practiced some martial arts, and bullying the common people is enough, but he is definitely not his opponent.

"I'm going to... I'm going to die here!" The third master moved back with his body propped up, looking at Li Qingshan who was approaching with fear, as if in a legend, the monster who turned into a human figure suddenly transformed, revealing hideous fangs, beside him How many people could not protect his peace.

"When I die, the entire Woniu Village will be buried with me. Do you know who my eldest brother is?"

Li Long's face was even more ugly, and he stepped forward to grab Li Qingshan: "Qingshan, don't be impulsive!"

The third master took the opportunity to climb on the horse, tightened the reins, and galloped away quickly. The other bandits did not need to say anything, they followed in a swarm, even the injured bandits were ignored.

Li Qingshan broke free, grabbed Li Long's throat tightly, and lifted him up: "Do you want to die too?"

Li Long said with difficulty: "No...you can't kill the head of Heifengzhai, have you heard of Yuxia Village?"

"Yuxia Village!" Steward Liu, who fell to the ground softly, was frightened to death, and suddenly cried out in surprise.

"What Yuxia Village!" Li Qingshan relaxed the strength of his hands.

"Yuxia Village has always had a style of martial arts, and the folk customs are fierce. He once beheaded a head of Heifeng Village. But it didn't take long for the head of Heifeng Village to personally lead five masters and kill a hundred or ten people in the village. , regardless of gender, age, and slaughter, they were all slaughtered and piled up into a mountain of corpses. The master of Heifengzhai personally brought the masters to pay homage to the dead brothers. That kind of tragic situation, do you want it to happen in Woniu Village? ?"

"Then let them trample and bully?" Li Qingshan growled in a low voice.

"Qingshan, I know your mood, but the situation is stronger than people."

"Then make me stronger!"

All the villagers changed their faces. At this time, they only heard the vicious and cruel words left by the third master: "Wo Niu Village, wait for the slaughter village!" Some people were so frightened that they fell to the ground and screamed The howling sounded again, without the slightest joy in repelling the bandits.

A wounded thief held his chest while showing a cruel smile: "All of you must be buried with me!"

"Are you finished?" Li Qingshan asked.

"what?"

Li Qingshan let go of Li Long and kicked the goose ling knife beside his feet. The blade pierced the thief's throat, and he was instantly breathless, "What I said, it won't count." Li Qingshan took the other injured thieves one by one. When he was done, he turned around and said to the villagers, "Nothing will happen, I promise!" Then, without looking back, he strode toward the direction where the bandit fled.

The sun sets in the west, the last rays of light disappear from the horizon, and darkness descends upon the mountains and earth.

Beside the roaring bonfire, two bandits helped the third master pull out arrows, and the third master screamed and knocked over a bandit with a slap: "Won't the fuck be lighter?"

The thief was beaten full of blood, and he hesitated and dared not retaliate.

The other bandits are all downcast. Under the prestige of Heifengzhai, they have not experienced such a failure for a long time. They are used to the fearful and flattering eyes, and they are used to the silver woman asking for anything.

"Fuck up my spirits, we will definitely avenge this revenge until we catch that kid..." The third master showed a cruel smile.

"Kill him with a thousand swords!" Immediately, the bandit responded.

"No, boil it alive, we have to divide him into pieces to eat, the taste must not be..." The thief who wanted to eat Li Qingshan's meat, before he finished speaking, there was a bloodstain in his throat, and the blood spurted out. , interrupting the bandits' discussion on torture. PS: Tomorrow is the college entrance examination, the revolution is about to succeed, you all work hard, after these two days, you will be able to read novels and play games with peace of mind. Dreams come true!