Legend of the Great Sage

Qingshan just stood like a lone pine in the window, as if not seeing the disciples of the Dragon Sect who were coming.

The Longmen School knows that I have spiritual ginseng, who said that? Yellow sick tiger? Thanks to me for saving your life.

An anger of being betrayed rose, but the corners of his mouth slowly curved, revealing white teeth. Liu Hong's heart jumped as he watched from the side, he was so murderous!

"Bang!" He raised his foot and kicked on the heavy Eight Immortals table in front of him. The Eight Immortals table was wide and large, and could accommodate at least ten people. It was made of jujube wood and weighed two hundred pounds. Flying up, with Ling Lie's extreme momentum, he slammed into the Longmen disciple.

Chi Da was the first to bear the brunt, never thought that there would be such a trick, looking at the table of the Eight Immortals in horror, he reacted quickly, immediately abandoned his sword and waved his palm, used all the internal strength, and slapped it on the table of the Eight Immortals.

The mantis arm is the car! Li Qingshan sneered.

Chi Da's arms were broken at the same time, and his chest was sunk by the impact of the Eight Immortals Table.

The Eight Immortals Table was castrated, and Wu Xiao took seven or eight Longmen disciples, broke through the railing, and fell downstairs, making a loud bang.

There were also guests downstairs. Originally, the disciples of the Dragon Gate sect looked majestic and murderous, and went upstairs with murderous aura. They were still thinking about who was going to be unlucky. They stretched their heads to watch the excitement. Suddenly, they saw a table with seven or eight Dragon Gate disciples. Falling down, screaming and running away.

It wasn't until the table fell to the ground that they surrounded him in shock. Seeing that Chi Da was already venting and not breathing in, the other Longmen disciples had Chi Da blocking a block, and they didn't die on the spot, but they were also hit with broken tendons and broken bones, moaning in pain. more than.

All of them were dumbfounded. When did they see the appearance of a Longmen disciple? Who the hell is upstairs?

Li Qingshan inexplicably remembered playing bowling. Those Longmen disciples all dressed in white looked like pins, but unfortunately they didn't hit the ball.

The remaining five or six Longmen disciples, because they were relatively sidelined, did not have a "table", but they were covered in cold sweat from being startled, and they stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to react. These wealthy disciples practice martial arts, how can they experience a real battle.

All this happened in an instant, almost no one reacted, the situation reversed in an instant, and the originally aggressive Longmen faction was swept away half in the blink of an eye.

Only Liu Hong could see Li Qingshan's movements clearly, and thought with a dignified face, if it was himself, could he block it, could he avoid it, and the conclusion was worrying, his brows tightened, and the ridicule on his face became heavier. The face that was brushed off by Li Qingshan today seems to have been made up for a lot.

Regardless of the others, Li Qingshan strode towards Yang Jun.

Yang Jun was lying on the ground. Li Qingshan kicked him at the table of the Eight Immortals just now, but there was a barrier from the Longmen disciples in the middle, which gave him time to react. At the critical moment, he lay on the ground and escaped the catastrophe.

He still can't believe this is true. The people he brought are all strong in the door, there are three third-rate masters, and the others are rare, but more than half of them were killed or injured in one move. Very sarcastic joke.

Looking at Li Qingshan approaching, he suddenly remembered that the dozens of bandits who died in Li Qingshan's hands, remembered the terrible name of the person in front of him, and remembered that his martial arts were far from enough, he frantically drew his sword: "Kill him for me!"

One sword stabbed at Li Qingshan, and at the same time, there were five swords, flashing cold light from front, back, left and right, and stabbed at Li Qingshan. Those Longmen disciples who were in a daze also reacted. They are brothers who have been practicing together for many years. A lot of actual combat, but the cooperation is not bad.

The speed of this attack was not different, and Li Qingshan was trapped in the sword net.

"Be careful of the sword formation!" Li Long reminded loudly, but it was too late, and at the same time six long swords pierced into Li Qingshan's body.

The owner of each sword has a look of surprise on his face. It seems that he did not expect it to be so simple and effective. The sword formation of my Longmen faction is really extraordinary!

A look of mockery or regret appeared on Liu Hong's face.

He was too tender, and he had too little experience in fighting in rivers and lakes. The situation where he was sure to win actually gave his opponent a perfect opportunity to surround him and kill himself.

However, the fall of every young talent makes an old man like him feel a little relaxed when he feels sorry for him. at last.

The tip of the sword pierced an inch into the skin, and could not go any further. The surprised expressions of the swordsmen turned into consternation, and they exerted their force frantically, but only made the tough long sword bend into an arc.

Liu Hong was shocked: "Could it be that he has practiced Kung Fu with the addition of horizontal training to the point where he is invincible." Not to mention, the fine steel sword that focuses on internal strength is not comparable to ordinary swords and guns. This young man has brought him too much surprise. .

Li Qingshan said slowly: "No wonder people say that two fists are invincible against four hands. Such a combined blow is no less than a peerless master's hard blow." His eyes were flowing, and a strange red light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye: "But this A weak sword, how could it hurt me!"

He vomited furiously, the long sword was broken inch by inch, and all the swordsmen flew out with blood spurting. On Li Qingshan's skin, only a faint white mark was left.

Yang Jun felt an extremely surging infuriating qi burst into his body. The internal strength he had cultivated for many years, he couldn't stop it, and he rampaged in his body, tearing his tendons.

Seeing that he was about to fall downstairs, a figure flashed and came behind Yang Jun. With a flick of his sleeve, Yang Jun landed steadily on the ground.

A dignified vigilance appeared on Li Qingshan's face. Although he could see the movements of the person coming, he couldn't keep up with this kind of light work. Although his defensive ability is amazingly high, his speed is his weakest link.

Yang Anzhi held on to Yang Jun's meridians, his face was cold, Yang Jun's meridians were in a mess, this martial arts was considered useless.

Yang Jun called out "Father" and passed out. Yang Anzhi looked at Li Qingshan again, his eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent, and he no longer looked half elegant. His heart was filled with hatred and remorse. He originally came to the restaurant earlier, but he originally expected that Yang Jun would bring a group of disciples enough to capture Li Qingshan.

If he met Liu Hong, he would be a little embarrassed to speak, so he would have been hiding in the restaurant to make sure he was safe.

But how could things change so quickly, he kicked the Eight Immortals table from Li Qingshan and cleared half of the Longmen disciples out of the arena.

Even Liu Hong, who had seen Li Qingshan's "horizontal practice of kung fu", thought that Li Qingshan would die without a doubt, let alone him, so he held on to his body, and it was too late to stop.

Liu Hong laughed and said: "Brother Yang, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you, why is there such a big noise all of a sudden, what is it for?" Li Qingshan saw that Yang Anzhi and Yang Jun's faces were five or six points similar, and then listened to Liu Hong's words, He knew that the person in front of him was the head of the Longmen School, the first person in Qingyang's martial arts.

After all, Yang Anzhi has been in the arena for many years, and he is determined and determined. He is no better than the wealthy disciples, he immediately put down his son, and did not look at Liu Hong, but said to Li Qingshan: "I originally wanted to persuade you to hand over your things properly, but I did not intend to. I hurt you, but now I have changed my mind, my son has no grievances with you, why are you so cruel?" Speaking of the back, he couldn't bear the rage and his face was hideous.

Hearing this, Li Qingshan laughed instead, "Don't plan to hurt me? No grievances?" If he was weaker in martial arts and fell into Yang Jun's hands, he would have suffered a lot of torture and humiliation, and he would not be able to save 80% of his life.

And on the mountain road, the threat and humiliation of the strong from the top might not be regarded as grievances! Maybe Yang Jun is also very wronged, yes, I just said a few words to you, but I didn't really cut off your hand.

"I just want to ask you, who told you about this? Well, I will ask him face to face! With a father like you who is not clear about right and wrong, it is no wonder that he will teach such a son and disciple, and I will kill you today. Now, this bane will be removed from now on! Before the Heifeng Village is swept down, I will bring you to sacrifice the flag!" Li Qingshan's eyes were even more red.