Legend of the Great Sage

Li Long pointed the direction, and Liu Hong went on foot. Iron Fistmen was not known for his light work, but every step he took was seven or eight steps away from ordinary people, his sleeves were flying, and his speed was not slow at all. After a while, they arrived at the place where the Black Wind Bandit had parked and raised the bonfire. Now there are only a few corpses left. A few wild wolves were lying on the corpses and gnawing on them. They raised their hair and let out a threatening roar.

Liu Hong snorted coldly, as if a thunderstorm sounded, the wild wolf fled in fright and howled, Liu Hong examined the corpse: "This is really the power of the cracked crossbow, Huang Binghu actually sent out his famous weapon, is he Huang Bing? A disciple trained by a tiger? No, with that sick tiger's martial arts, he couldn't train such a disciple.

"But I gave him the cracked crossbow. I'm afraid Huang Binghu intends to let him take over the headhunting position. No wonder he is not afraid of Heifeng Village. As long as he returns to Lema Village, Heifeng Village can't do anything to him. They can still do it. It's impossible to destroy Lema Village."

"Does Li Qingshan really want to kill them all?" The bloody smell was pungent, and Li Long was trembling a little. Although he had practiced martial arts for more than ten years, fights were commonplace, but with the power of the Iron Fist Sect in Qingyang City, there was no corresponding opponent to live or die. Fighting, at most, is to teach the blind gangsters or the passers-by, who have never seen so many dead people.

"Since you have a deadly feud, of course you have to kill them all. Aaron, Qingyang City is really too comfortable. With your talent, your skills should be far more than that." Liu Hong took it for granted and taught his disciples a lesson.

Li Long Nana couldn't answer.

Liu Hong continued to examine the corpse: "Hey, this injury is so strange!" He found a thief whose throat was cut to death.

"What's strange?"

"This thief died in the crowd. You look at the way he died, but he didn't seem to react at all."

"What's going on?" Then he found many corpses of thieves with the same scars. Li Long imagined the strange scene at that time, and his heart burst with chills. He couldn't help looking around. There seemed to be ghosts hiding in the dark forest. Liu Hongcai felt much more at ease.

"As long as Qinggong is high enough, you can do it, but this kind of Qingyang can only be compared to the head of the Longmen faction. This Li Qingshan not only has other help, but also is very strong." If they don't come out, the bandits can't respond because they can't see the enemy at all.

They searched for the traces left on the ground and went deep into the mountains. The corpses of bandits were as obvious as road signs.

Some fell to the ground with arrows, and some died with their throats slit.

Li Long's nerves were numb. He recalled what Li Qingshan said, "You are all going to die today." It was originally just a statement of anger, but now it seems that it is a sentence. Li Qingshan grabbed his neck. He was not very scared at the time, but now he feels scared.

The body of another bandit was found, and Li Long said, "The bandits are all dead, and only the top three are left." Then they found a pony that was foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground.

Not long after, Liu Hong stopped and looked under a big tree. Even this old river and lake showed a very shocked color. The blood spread far away, and the smell of blood was stronger than the bonfire where the most bandits died just now.

Li Long just glanced at it, and couldn't help but vomit, as if he wanted to vomit out all the horrors he saw tonight.

For a whole night, the third master seemed to be immersed in a nightmare that he could not wake up from. The people around him died one by one, and the god of death behind him was pressing step by step.

The three masters used light work and desperately fled to the Heifeng cottage. Although the speed was not as elegant as that of the Longmen faction, it might have been stimulated by the crisis, and it was not slow.

The yin wind was all around, following him closely, so that he didn't dare to pause at all, until he was exhausted, he stopped and stopped under a big tree, gasping for breath.

Looking down the hillside, he could already see the traces of Heifeng Shanzhai, and he just smiled.

"Tuk!"

Feather arrows roared through the air, penetrated his thighs, and nailed deeply to the tree trunks, with dead leaves falling like rain.

The third master didn't care about the pain, and watched the terrifying figure walk out of the forest with a smile on his face, as if the hunter had caught the prey that he had been tracking for a long time, and the bowstring of the big bow in his hand was still trembling.

"That's it, the third master!"

"Today, I'll admit it. The rivers and lakes don't go up the mountain and the rivers and lakes don't turn. You might as well make friends, ah!" At this critical moment, the third master actually took the posture of a bachelor, and started talking about the rivers and lakes, but before he finished, a group of The arrow pierced him.

"Don't mention these two words, because you are not worthy, come, tell me, tell me the situation of Heifengzhai, how many people, how many masters do you have, and what martial arts do the masters practice?"

"If I say it, won't you kill me?" The third master was sweating profusely, with pain and fear.

Li Qingshan thought about it, "No, I said it before, you must die today, I will give you a good time!" You don't even need to deceive, just tell him plainly that I want to kill you, you can say it or you can Do not say.

The third master said: "Fuck you, if you want to kill or scrape, come here and see if I frown."

Li Qingshan smiled coldly, "It's exactly what I want!" In the depths of his eyes, there was a red light that he didn't even notice.

Li Long reluctantly regained his composure, but his eyes avoided the corpse under the tree as much as possible: "Master, do we have to pursue it?"

Liu Hong waved his hand: "No need, such a malevolent star was born, and the rivers and lakes have been troubled since then." He has seen a lot of brutal people in the rivers and lakes, and based on these three masters alone, he will not be inferior.

But it is really rare to be so ruthless as soon as they debut. Who has to vomit a few times and go through many life and death experiences to gradually harden their hearts.

Li Longdao: "He is only a third-rate skill, and he severely damaged the third-headed family with a sneak attack. Why does the master value it so much?"

Liu Hongdao: "I only tell you that there are many such characters in the rivers and lakes, and none of them are not strong players. Any martial arts in the hands of such people can exert extraordinary power, and they must not be enemies at will."

"Why is this?" Li Long didn't understand. Could it be that his heart is cruel and his martial arts are high?

"The essence of martial arts lies in the killing."

But Li Qingshan, who was praised by Liu Hong as a malefic star, was kneeling beside the creek and vomiting, tears streaming down his face.

In the end, the bones of the third master were not as hard as he said, and he told all the news that Li Qingshan wanted to know, and only wanted to die.

After severing the third master, the red light in his eyes dimmed, and he seemed to realize what he had done-he tortured a living person with extremely cruel means, this is not enough, what is even more terrifying is that he never There was great pleasure in it.

What the hell is wrong with me?

A cow's hoof stepped into the stream, Li Qingshan raised his head, Qingniu looked at him, and said in a tone that seemed to be both praise and mockery: "You are becoming more and more like a demon!"

"Then, how?" Li Qingshan asked stubbornly and stubbornly. He understood that with the deepening of his practice, the influence of this magical power on his xinxing also deepened. Since it is the magical power of the Demon Dao, it cannot be lenient, kind and loving. .