Legend of the Great Sage

Little **: "Headhunter, your body!"

"I'm in good health, have the people from Heifengzhai and Longmen sect gone?"

"They still refuse to retreat. They must see the village owner."

"Let's just say that I'm seriously ill, and it's inconvenient to meet each other. If anyone dares to break in, don't be polite and shoot them to death!" Huang Binghu put his hands on the stove, this winter originally wanted cats.

"Huanghun's tone is so loud, even I, Yang, are going to shoot to death?" A voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, the door smashed, and the wind hit, a middle-aged man with a long sword hanging from his waist and an elegant face stood there. At the door, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and it was not as gentle as it seemed on the surface.

Huang Binghu didn't dare to neglect, he jumped up, clasped his fists and said, "Sect Master Yang, long time no see!"

With a radius of hundreds of miles, there is only one person who can be called the head. The person who came is the head of the Longmen School, Yang Anzhi. He has a great reputation for Longmen swordsmanship. Yang first person.

As for the nearby high-profile families, if there are children who want to practice martial arts, they will send them to the Longmen School. When these gentry children gather together, it is inevitable to be arrogant and domineering, but at the same time, they are also a great force. In terms of Qingyang, white power.

Yang An looked at Huang Binghu up and down: "Your illness has really recovered, no wonder even the elders in my sect came and refused to see each other, and I didn't bother to talk too much, where is the spiritual ginseng?"

Huang Binghu said, "I haven't seen any spiritual ginseng. Is the head of Yang going to deceive me and leave no one in Lema Village?" Dozens of hunting bows were pointed at Yang Anzhi, and the hunters in the village had already responded.

Yang Anzhi said: "If you add a cracked crossbow, maybe you can keep me, why not try Huanghun."

Huang Binghu narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Yang Anzhi said: "The owner of Xiongzhai is just outside the door. Your cracking stone bow killed his third master. Are you going to provoke us at the same time?"

Huang Binghu laughed loudly: "The leader of the dignified Qingyang Bai Dao is actually mixed with the most murderous bandit leader, don't you have any shame? By the way, I forgot, there is no difference between you, both of you are bullying the weak and oppressing the good. Shan, in terms of it, you are more likely to make money with Sect Master Yang!"

Yang Anzhi's face flashed with anger, and he put his hand on the hilt of the sword, but the sound of the bowstrings around him made him stop, and he coldly threatened: "Huanghun may not be afraid, but if there is a real war, I will see this. How many people can survive in Zhuangzi?"

Huang Binghu said, "I've already eaten Lingshen, but if you continue to speak harshly, Sect Master Yang, you won't be able to get it back."

Yang Anzhi said: "Spiritual ginseng is really in your hands, you don't have to lie to me, spiritual ginseng is not something that can be digested overnight, nor can it be swallowed alone, you have used it for so long, now hand it over, I miss you Your love may help you defend against Heifengzhai."

Huang Binghu said: "If I say I eat it, I eat it. If the headhunter doesn't believe it, just come and grab it!"

The bowstring is fully drawn, the long sword is unsheathed, and the battle is about to break out.

Xiao Hei on the side suddenly said: "We haven't seen any spiritual ginseng. Our headhunter's illness can be cured because we drank the wine given by Li Qingshan. If you want to find it, go to him!"

Yang Anzhi's eyes lit up, and Huang Binghu was furious, shouting, "Shut up!"

Xiao Hei said stiffly: "Headhunter, he is just an outsider. He gave you spirit wine and took a cracking crossbow. We don't owe them anything, why should we try our best to protect him, I am also thinking of Zhuangzi!"

Yang Anzhi smiled and said: "So that's the case, but someone Yang blamed Brother Huang wrongly. No wonder that kid's martial arts have advanced so rapidly, so let's not let it go." Yunqi Qinggong floated away. Ten times better than his son Yang Jun and his disciples.

The hunters didn't get an order and didn't dare to let go of their arrows easily. Yang Anzhiyao left a sentence: "Huanghuntou really has a good command, and Zhuangzhong's children always have the big picture in mind."

Huang Binghu's face is even more ugly, the leader of any force must have absolute authority,

As long as a decision is made, whether it is right or wrong, no subordinate can easily violate it.

"Li Qingshan and I have a life-saving grace. He took out the spirit wine regardless of the risk. He trusted me. Otherwise, no one would know that he had spirit ginseng. You are trapping me in injustice."

Xiao Hei knelt down: "Xiao Hei is willing to lead to death!"

A group of hunters gathered to persuade, "Headhunter, Xiao Hei is also for Zhuangzi!" "So many days have passed, and Qingshan has already fled to somewhere, so we don't have to fight hard."

Li Qingshan looked at the big man who was rolling and crawling to report, and his eyes fell on the big man who stayed in front of the door tremblingly, wondering: "Am I that scary?"

Leaving the big man only hated his slow legs and let his companions take the lead. As for the question of whether it was terrible or not, he did not dare to answer the question. He only knew that the young man in front of him had personally killed dozens of bandits, and even more internal According to the news, he will be tortured to death by the third master of Heifengzhai, a well-known family in Qingyang. Such people are not scary, what else is scary?

A man in his thirties with a savage face, any ordinary person would feel scared when he saw it, but the other was a fifteen-year-old boy with a childish face that had not yet taken off, without a trace of ferocity.

But when the former meets the latter, it is like a mouse meeting a cat, which is really weird. Li Qingshan suddenly understood that his reputation had already been established, and although he started with the unpleasant nickname of "Xiashanhu", it was enough to shock Xiaoxiao.

After a while, Li Longying went out and saw Li Qingshan, his heart skipped a beat, his eyes did not dare to meet his eyes, and he remembered the bloody scene he saw in the mountains a few days ago, an uncontrollable fear rose from his heart .

He smiled unnaturally and said: "Yes... it's Qingshan, our sect master has invited us!"

Li Qingshan stepped into the door with him, bypassed the shadow wall with the word "wu" written on it, passed through the courtyard gate, and came to the martial arts field. He saw two rows of strong men with bare chests lining up to welcome them. is bad.

The master of the Iron Fist, Liu Hong, sat on the Taishi chair with a big horse and said solemnly: "Are you Li Qingshan, the tiger down the mountain?"

Li Qingshan frowned, not only because of this Mawei-like posture, but also because of the nickname "Xiashanhu", if someone told him now that as long as he killed someone, he could change to a better nickname, he would definitely rush to it without hesitation. Go kill him.

"The sect master asked you something!" The man closest to Liu Hong shouted like a bell. He was full of muscles, tattooed all over, and his temples were slightly raised. He was a master of both internal and external cultivation.

Li Qingshan reckoned that this person's strength should be higher than that of the third master. No wonder he dared to speak to himself like this. Iron Fist Sect was able to dominate Qingyang City, and there was something he could do well.

Li Long hurriedly said: "Senior brother, calm down, Qingshan is from the village, and he has never seen the world." Then he tugged at Li Qingshan's sleeve: "I haven't seen my master yet."

Li Qingshan casually folded his hands: "I've seen old hero Liu!" But without much respect, Liu Hong frowned, and the Iron Fist disciples on both sides showed anger.

Li Long blames him for being ignorant. You have already offended Heifeng Village. Only by asking the master to call the shots and letting Lemazhuang Huang Binghu come forward can this matter be settled. The master is a second-rate master, isn't it worth your worship? ?

"This is our senior brother, the people in Jianghu..." Li Qingshan interrupted by waving his hand: "You don't need to remember the name of Zayu." He is not a rude person, but he will never be rude to him when others treat him first. polite,

Li Long's voice stagnated, the senior brother's face instantly flushed red, the bones on his body rattled, and he aggressively pressed towards Li Qingshan.