Legend of the Great Saint

A sword rushed, Li Qingshan suddenly looked back, Jianguang flying over the void, twists and turns.

The fighting konjac and the immortal sword have reached a consensus for the time being, and Li Qingshan will be killed first.

Li Qingshan frowned, waving the phoenix wings, leaping into the sky, plunging toward the center of the **** whirlpool, and turning his mind: "For the present, only he can be beaten into the Shura Road to win, even if the opportunity is not Big, only one try!"

Layers of blood clouds from the side, **** vortex like a funnel-like buckle in the sky, far more than it seems to be deep, Li Qingshan is flying up, the narrower the surroundings, the more intense the atmosphere of Shura Road The heart is boiling.

The sword is compelling, such as Mang in the back of the konjac, and then close, continue to draw closer.

The vortex became narrower and narrower, and there was not much room for rushing to the top. Li Qingshan turned to meet the magical scorpion, ready to display the magical powers, and the **** vortex in the head suddenly appeared a one-eyed, full-sized and rounded ten miles, bright red The color is like a **** lake, and the coix seed is a more intense blood red.

Li Qingshan’s heart is a glimpse. What is this?

The fighting konjac also made a slight meal and looked into the sky.

If this is not a monster with only eyes, then the figure of the owner of this eye can be imagined. That will be a powerful existence beyond the imagination in Shura. Even though there is an invisible barrier to the boundaries, the **** casts are as solid as they are, full of hostility of crazy killings, and seemingly looking for something.

"It’s really entangled!" The little boy squatted on the floor again, his face whispering.

Under the gaze of the **** one. Li Qingshan feels that blood is boiling, for a moment. The threat that brought him was far greater than the fighting scorpion, the almost instinctive punch, the black shock wave screaming, turning into a lightning-like crack, tearing the passage between Shura and Shura Road. I have cut off the **** sight, but I still have a lingering fear.

"Dead!"

Fight the konjac to seize the opportunity. Jianguang split and turn, filled with **** vortex, swallowed to Li Qingshan. Behind him is a broken void, and there is no way to retreat. Only when he has a hard-blocked sword, he loses his first hand and falls into an extremely sinister situation.

At this time, the little boy bounced from the Shura ceremonial platform, and took a stone from the pocket of his waist. The slingshot in his hand suddenly tightened and rushed into the sky.

In an instant, the momentum of his whole person has changed. Decadence and melancholy are swept away, and the black light that shines through all the holes in the eyes makes the heavens and the earth dark.

"That really is..."

Yin Qing, who was concealed in the void, his vision was shrouded in darkness, and the remaining words were also engulfed by the darkness.

The darkness also covered the amazing expression of Li Qingshan and the fighting magic. In the deep darkness, it seems to have experienced the ancient times. Or only last for a moment.

When the darkness disappeared, the arm of the fighting magic sword suddenly broke, and the broken hand clasped the immortal sword, still flew to Li Qingshan, but lost the original power.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows and broke the arm of the fighting scorpion. It was the stone that the little boy shot with the slingshot. Although it was a sneak attack, it was so easy to be attacked by them.

The darkness of the genius is very weird. It seems to be a heavy black curtain. Although the duration is very short, it has shrouded everything and blinded the perception of the sorcerer. This is not the trick that the king of Ashura can play. What is the way?

He never missed such a good opportunity. In the mind-turning, he has already broken through the heavy swordsmanship, urging the earth force field, inhaling the flying fairy swords into his hands, clinging tightly and sipping a low voice: "The turtles Zhenhai!"

The fighting scorpion suddenly felt an unprecedented weakness, although the broken arm, growing in the blink of an eye and recovering as before, is not a serious injury.

But it was not only the arm that was broken by the stone, but also his connection with the immortal sword. The angered intersection looked down, and the little boy returned to its original appearance. He fell on the stage of Shura, and muttered to himself: "Who makes me hate the demons more?"

"Thanks!"

Li Qingshan laughed and said, thank you, the fairy abandoning sword in his hand issued a thousand swords, not reconciled to the suppression, faint feeling that he could not hold, he sneered, his arm muscles knotted, turned into pale blue color, full force The power of the shock, the abandonment of the sword violently trembled, bursting into a burst of resonance, shrouded in black shock waves, the swaying Jianguang smashed.

"Don't dare to resist, I will destroy it!"

Li Qingshan sighs, no matter how strong the material is cast by the immortal sword, in the case of losing the sword master (sword slave), it is impossible to compete with him today, and the power of shock is the destructive power to the solid. Very strong enough to completely smash and destroy the power of the abandoned sword.

"Okay, okay, I can fight for you, admit that you are the abandoned sword master, stop!"

The abandoned swordsman immediately served softly. Originally as a sword, it was not afraid of failure. No matter who got it, it would need its power and would not be willing to destroy it. However, it is only clear that Li Qingshan is serious and with a strong decisive decision. No matter how frantically twisted, the will to survive will still exist.

And the fighting konjac is also amazing, not trying to recapture the abandonment of the sword, but to bombard the void in front of you, ready to get away!

After the abandonment of the sword was taken away, his mind became much clearer. He understood that there was no chance of winning this battle. How could it not kill Li Qingshan in this state, but this is not all bad, at least help him get rid of it. Abandon the sword, don't worry about becoming a sword slave again.

"When I go back, join the army and come back to fight with him!"

"Hey, I want to go!" Li Qingshan flew down, and abandoned the sword soul: "Refining me, you will get unprecedented power~www.wuxiaspot.com~ killing such goods, it will be like drinking water It's as easy!"

"To shut up!"

Most of Li Qingshan’s strength is used to suppress the immortal sword, avoiding it suddenly escaping from the water, and relying solely on the strength of the Shura field itself, it can’t stop the fighting scorpion and escape, seeing the scorpion scorpion is about to escape, a bone sword from Shura Out of the field, facing the face of the fighting magic.

The magic of the devil is a cold, and feels a crisis. It is covered with a layer of faint golden light, and there is a great horror. However, Li Qingshan has already killed him, and he bites his teeth, condenses into a sword, and slashes his sword.

"Get out!"

The sorcerer rushed out of the Shura field and passed by Xiao An. He felt a slight pain in the waist and was scratched by Jianfeng. Such a small wound is not worth mentioning. Even if there is Buddha light to stop the wound healing, it can’t be considered. What, he is being smashed in two and can't die.

Under his surging magical light, the Buddha's light was swept away and the wound was barely exposed. The death suddenly began to spread, and it became a kind of stiffness. Under the invisible gravity pull, it returned to the Shura field.

The wound bursts into a spark, like a white lotus!