Legend of the Great Saint

"You use this method, I naturally refused to accept!"

"This means? The way to fight for killing is to use all means, to attack the enemy with your own strength! If you lose in your hands, you will blame your martial arts too strong, refuse to fight with me?" Li Qingshan asked.

The mad flower knife soul is speechless, and slams a hand: "Well, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, but it is my little family. But I advise you to put me on the stage of Shura ceremonial soldiers, otherwise the consequences will be conceited!"

When I finished speaking, I jumped into the knife and disappeared.

Li Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of spiritual blade is really difficult to deal with, but let her say, it is impossible to hand over the ducks that are in hand, and are preparing for refining.

"When the king is careful, this ‘end road mad flower’ is a famous murderous blade of Shura. The Ashura who uses this knife is not killed or mad and will definitely go to the end!” Yin Qing reminded.

"The end of the road! This name is too uncreative, I think it is called ‘虎牙二号’!” Li Qingshan proudly said.

Yin Qing was helpless. "Is it just a name?"

"Huya No. 2! With this broken name, you also want to refine me!"

"Oh, this can't be you!"

Li Qingshan pressed the handle to the gods, and the vision of the eyes suddenly changed. In a vast and innocent void, countless gorgeous flowers were withered and looked at them. Endless knife changes.

The mad flower knife soul stands between the flowers: "You really came, you can't use your brute force here!"

Her warning was not to be kindly advised, but to be malicious and to avenge revenge here.

"How about I am here?" Li Qingshan tried to take back the thoughts of God, but he was firmly locked in this void, and he was also calm.

"Kid, if you are begging for mercy now, I can still let you be my knife slave, otherwise it will be destroyed!" The mad laughter of the madness of the sword rang from all directions, echoing in the entire void.

"Don't talk nonsense, keep going!"

Li Qingshan’s voice did not fall, and the knife rushed over. He punched it out and smashed it into a spur of the end of the road, holding it in the hands of the mad flower knife, and slashing!

Li Qingshan's eyes widened, and he couldn't describe the mystery of this knife in words. There was no way to dodge and it was impossible to resist.

Shen Nian was smashed with a knife, his heart was damaged, and the mad flower knife soul refused to give up. A knife-like counterattack rushed into Li Qingshan’s knowledge of the sea and turned into a mad flower soul. He said: “Be my Knife slave, or die!"

"Good knife!"

Li Qingshan praised the strong knife-knife of this mad flower soul, which is simply incredible, and it is worthy of being a famous knife in Shurao. In contrast, the set of knives he himself enlightened is as crude as cutting wood and killing pigs.

It turns out that this is the horror of the "end of the road knives". Unlike the outside world, it is completely a struggle of ideas, and all kinds of magical means are difficult to use. In this piece of knives, the soul of the mad flower can be used to the extreme without any restraint, even if King Ashura can not beat her here.

Once the refining and chemical industry fails, she will be squandered and attacked into the sea. If she accidentally, she will be refining and turning into a so-called "knife slave."

"Huya No. 2, you have a lot of nonsense!" Li Qingshan smiled.

"Death!" The mad flower knife is turned into a knife, and it is necessary to stir up the sky.

"The spirit turtle Zhenhai!"

Li Qingshan closed his eyes and knew a tortoise in the depths of the sea. He glowed with a faint aura. In the blink of an eye, he filled the whole sea of ​​knowledge. The knife was like a muddy, slow and bleak, and was quickly suppressed.

"You!" The mad flower knife soul was amazed, how many means he had!

"Who said that I only have brute force." Li Qingshan runs "The turtle turtles in the sea, and the ghost turtles appear in the shadows outside, and the faint aura hangs over the end of the mad knives, and a trace of silk penetrates into it."

Li Qingshan’s footsteps, once again appearing in the emptiness of the sword, must directly suppress the soul of the mad flower.

"Hugh think!"

The mad flower knife soul shouted, the knife was in the air, and the flowers were smashed together, and Li Qingshan and the turtle were smashed together, and the knives broke open.

"The town!" Li Qingshan's eyes are calm and waveless, and the turtle's shadow is more and more solid.

So when you come to me, it’s a long way to go.

In the end, Li Qingshan was first tired. If the mind was always damaged, it would be a great burden for him. Only temporarily abandoned refining.

On the level of mind alone, the soul of the flower knife is much stronger than that of Li Qingshan. The biggest advantage of the blade is that it will never fail. It will always be in the hands of the winners. The endless battle of Shurao has accumulated countless victories and swallowed countless swordsmen. Only made this piece of knives empty.

However, the blade of the war is the blade of the sword, and the mind can not be directly transformed into strength. Both the knife and the knife are subject to strength, not only the strength of the enemy, but also its own strength.

Even if he fights a hundred times, Li Qingshan is sure to control her, so if he doesn't try refining, he can't help him with his soul, and he is invincible.

However, in this way, the hard-working soldiers have not used anything, and they must always be on guard against her attacks.

Li Qingshan was very impatient, and he stepped on the knife and said: "If you dare to resist, Lao Tzu will break you and become a pile of scrap iron!"

The mad flower knife soul gave a disdainful coldness. I don’t know if it was expected that Li Qingshan would not do this, or there is no fear of it. She is purely knives and has gone through countless Asuras. I am afraid of death.

"I can't change your name, you will give me refining!" Li Qingshan couldn't make it.

"Are you asking me?" mad flower knife soul ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I beg you uncle! ”

Li Qingshan snorted, dragging the end of the mad knives, and came to the Shura ceremonial squadron, considering the change of a soldier's blade, but some reluctant, that piece of knife is empty, although it is his refining and ending mad knives The biggest obstacle, but at the same time it is also a rich treasure, which can make him quickly improve his skills.

Being hesitant, the mad flower knife said: "Unless you change a garbage blade, no soldier will surrender to the weak!"

"To subdue your weak? I advise you not to provoke me anymore. I have this temper coming up, but no matter what the pros and cons are lost, even if you can't refine you, you can seal the town, and even ruin you!" Li Qingshan tone Ice cold.

"I just don't want to go back to the arsenal to eat ash, I can give you a chance, not only let you refine me, but also teach you the knife, let you become stronger!"

"How did you suddenly turn to sex?" Li Qingshan said.

"I don't want to see you die, I really don't want to be reconciled!" The mad knives don't hide their murder. To be continued. )