Legend of the Great Saint

The tiger devil is frowning.

This is the state that Li Qingshan has become accustomed to. From the day of the practice, until the blood of the tiger devil has become so strong, even when he is using the "Fighting Fury", he has never lost his mind and become crazy.

The feeling of the end of the mad knives that "the madman's last road" gives him a feeling, although it is somewhat different from "the tiger's fury", it is not enough to make him mad and die.

"This move is not particularly significant for power stimulation. It can barely compare with the possession of the fighting spirit, but it is not as furious as the tiger magic. However, if the combat strength is improved, it is much stronger than the fighting spirit, which makes up for me. The biggest flaw."

Li Qingshan thought about it while he realized the knife with his heart, but it didn't take long for him to feel deeply exhausted, so he ignored the pull of the madness and forcibly separated from the knife.

The pattern on the body was returned to the end of the mad flower knife, and the metallic color on the skin was also dimmed. In a flash, a strong sense of emptiness drowned him, and the magical knife was no longer mastered by him. The flower knives also lost the feeling of being one-of-a-kind and running well, and they couldn’t help but feel lost.

However, just as the seawater ebbs, it will leave a lot of traces and residue on the beach. He also realizes a bit of a knife, which is enough to make his knife further.

He smiled, and the madness of the knife did not lie to him. This is indeed the fastest way to learn the knife. As long as the people and the sword are united, and the sword is in vain, his knife will soon enter a brand new realm.

He gently slammed the blade. "What else do you say?"

"You can get me from the arsenal of the soldiers. It seems that it is not entirely a trick to deceive people. Since you have passed the test, I will fight for you!"

After the three consecutive attempts to kill Li Qingshan, the mad flower knife soul seems to have finally given up this plan.

Li Qingshan loosened the handle and lay on the ground. This kind of spiritual confrontation was even more exhausting than the big battle. After a while, he fell asleep.

The end of the mad knife is quietly inserted beside him, the blade is only a few feet away from his body, and he looks unprepared, the light on the blade is flowing, as if it is a shining eye, staring at him.

Endless knives in the air, the mad flower knife souls to say to himself:

"It’s a strange guy. He’s more arrogant than Ashura’s, but his temperament is unaffected. Because of this, he can maintain calm in the “mad end of the road”, but if you are in the battle of life and death, you can still So calm? Hehe!"

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"Don't be angry, where is Li Qingshan, let him get out of me!"

Yue Wuyang is very angry and very angry! No matter who is being put on a pigeon, it will be very angry, let alone a half-year, how many years have he been beaten by people.

In order to deal with Fei Tianyu Wang, he elaborated a set of plans and also informed the Chu Wangfu. However, Li Qingshan, the protagonist of this plan, never appeared. He said that he went back to Tianlong Zen to study the exercises, and then he did not know where to go. He made several times. Sending people to remind, the result is that Li Qingshan retreats in the town hall.

The Flying King is still raging in Qingzhou. Although the activity has been attenuated a lot, it is mainly because the villages and villages in the city have been swallowed up, there is not enough food to supplement the avatar, and the Gongfu City has to take too much risk, so Actively reducing activities, as the Chu Wangfu's blow is second.

As long as the disaster relief continues, mortals can't normally recuperate, and the foundation of Qingzhou's practice will be faltering.

"The King of the Generals is angry, he is here." Not roaring pointed to the Shura field beside him.

"Is he not practicing in the town hall?" Yue Wuyang asked.

"When I came out, I went there again." Not angry.

"Let him out! He really thought that after three days of robbery, you can look at everything, do whatever you want?" Yue Wuyang Road.

"This is his magic weapon, and I can't open it!"

"You don't open, let me open!" Yue Wuyang moved the real fire this time, and he reached out to the Shura field, but he did not move.

"This is not good!" The fat hand that does not roar like a fan is holding the Shura field.

"Do not roar, this matter is very important, you are a Buddhist monk, you will endure the life of charcoal?" Yue Wuyang Road.

"This is the number of robbing in Qingzhou. How can you send your hopes to one person?" He shook his head without anger.

"Who is calling me?"

At this moment, the voice of Li Qingshan came from the Shura field. Then, Li Qingshan slanted his back to the end of the mad knives and jumped out of the Shura field. He felt awkward because he slept a good feeling.

When Yue Wuyang saw Li Qingshan, he was going to be furious, but his eyes were attracted by the long knife behind him. This was not only because of the huge and sleek shape of the end of the mad knives, but also the unique charm.

Just as wine is a drinker, famous painting is a painter, and Yue Wuyang, a disciple of the military, has an instinctive instinct for the quality of the blade. He feels that there seems to be a pulse of life in the cold blade.

Is this a Shura warrior!

"What are you?" A provocative voice sounded, but it was not from Li Qingshan's mouth, but the end of the mad knives, and suddenly murdered directly to Yue Wuyang.

"Buddhist soul!" Yue Wuyang was greatly surprised, this is actually a Shura soldier with a soldier's soul! How did this kid get it? How can I control it?

"I am still embarrassed, believe it or not, I cut you!" The madness of the knife continues to scream, and Li Qingshan, who is eager to try, said: "This guy is good, just take him to sacrifice the knife! There is also a fat man next to it."

Not roaring is also a slap, wide eyes, never seen such a arrogant blade, Tianlong Zen's most spiritual Buddha treasure, can not be compared with it.

"You don't have to look at it, it's you, just use the fat oil on your body to maintain the blade. Let's go together!"

"You shut me up!" Li Qingshan couldn't bear it. He took a hard handle and he didn't want to put the end of the knife on his body, but the mad flower knife said to him: "If you want to understand the sword faster, play out The full power of the end of the mad knives, I will take me honestly!"

"Hey? You really take yourself as the master! With your strength, I am willing to fight for you, I have already given you face, your kid should not be instinct, ah ah! I have to go back to Luodao! The world is too boring, even if you can't kill it, you can't kill it. It doesn't mean anything!"

The mad flower knife soul will listen to Li Qingshan, and chattering, the blade trembles.

Li Qingshan was able to refine the madness of the end of the road, or because she was willing to cooperate with the initiative and cooperate, and concluded an equal cooperative relationship. Although I no longer try to put Li Qingshan to death, but since it is an equal relationship, I still want to control what she said!

"Counter, this knife is quite worthy of you!" Do not roar and look at this scene with great interest, smile haha.

"is it?"

"People are mad!"

"Dead fat, you try to say it again!" Li Qingshan hasn't answered yet, and the madness of the knife is roaring.

Li Qingshan seems to feel that there is a spit star spraying his face. The former mad flower knife soul is quite a bit cold, and now it is completely a broken mouth and aggressive maniac patient. He finally understands why the knives of the past generations will go crazy and die. With this knife in hand, it is simply taunting all the time, not being killed by the enemy, but also being alive and mad.

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"Yue Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's my innocence, let you laugh, right, are you looking for me?" Li Qingshan almost forgot the plan of the general.

"Of course I am coming to you!" Yue Wuyang's tiger eyes are round and angry, "I don't want to tell me that you have forgotten."

"Haha, how come? That is really sorry, this time there have been many changes in the practice, it is really involuntary, we will start!" Li Qingshan said.

"This is not in a hurry. How did you get the Shura soldiers? I have never heard of Kyushu having such a knife." Yue Wuyang's words turned, and temporarily put the Qingzhou overall situation, the soul of the charcoal was thrown into the brain Ask the most concerned questions.

"Used a lot of magic soldiers from the Shura ceremonial platform." Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders, and did not hide.

"Do you have a Shura ceremonial platform?!" To be continued. )

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