Legend of the Great Saint

Small: "headhunting, your body!"

"My body is good, are the people of the Black Wind Village and the Longmen School gone?"

"They still refuse to retreat, they must see the side of the owner."

"I said that I was seriously ill, I couldn't see each other. If anyone dared to be hard, don't hesitate to shoot them!" Huang Danghu put his hands on the stove. This winter was originally a cat.

"The yellow headhunter has a big tone, even if I am Yang, I have to shoot it?" A voice suddenly sounded from the door, the threshold smashed, the wind slammed into it, a waist-hanging sword, and a handsome middle-aged man stood. At the door, the eyes are sharp and the brilliance of the sword is not as gentle as the surface.

Huang disease tiger did not dare to neglect, jumped up and hugged his fist: "Yang Zhangmen, long time no see!"

A hundred miles away, there can be only one person who can be called the head. The coming person is the head of the Longmen School. Yang Anzhi, his first hand, the sword of the Longmen sword, is also worthy of lightness. If it is martial arts, it can be called a celebration. Yang is the first person.

The nearby high-ranking big family, if there is a child who wants to practice martial arts, will send it to the Longmen School. These gentlemen and sisters are gathered together. It is inevitable, but it is also a great force. Even if it is Qingyang. The power of the white road.

Yang An looked at the yellow sick tiger one by one: "Your illness is really good, no wonder even the elders in my door are coming, I will not meet, I don't have to worry about it, where is the ginseng?"

Huang disease tiger said: "I have not seen any spiritual ginseng, Yang Zhangmen want to bully me Le Ma Zhuang no one?" Dozens of hunting bows pointing to Yang Anzhi, Zhuangzhong's hunters have already reacted.

Yang Anzhi said: "If you add a split stone bow, you may be able to leave me, why not try the yellow headhunter."

Huang sick tiger eyes: "What do you mean by this?"

Yang Anzhi said: "The bear village owner is outside the door, your split stone bow killed his three heads, do you want to get us at the same time?"

Huang disease tiger sneered out loudly: "Dangtang Qingyang Baidao Kui, the most violent thief leader, and really do not have a face? Right, I forgot, you have no difference, are bullying, bullying Good, on the subject, Yang Yangmen will make more money!"

Yang An’s face was angry and his hand was on the hilt, but the tight voice around the bowstring stopped him, and the cold threatened: “The yellow headhunter may not be afraid, but if it’s really going on, I’ll see this. How many people can you live in Zhuangzi?"

Huang disease tiger road: "I have already eaten the ginseng, Yang Yangmen, you just let go of the words, but also can not get back."

Yang Anzhi said: "The ginseng is really in your hands, you are going to lie to me, the spiritual ginseng is not digestible overnight, nor can it be swallowed. You have used it for so long, now I will hand it over, I will read you. Love, or can help you resist the black winds."

Huang disease tiger said: "I said that if I ate it, I ate it. If the headhunter doesn't believe it, let's take it!"

The bowstring is full, the long sword is unsheathed, and the war is on the verge.

Xiao Black suddenly said: "We haven't seen any spiritual ginseng. The health of our headhunting is good. We drank the wine given by Li Qingshan. If you want to find it, go find him!"

Yang Anzhi’s eyes lit up, Huang Shouhu was furious and shouted: “Give me shut up!”

Xiaohei said: "He headhunting, he is just an outsider. He gave you spiritual wine and took a cracked stone bow. We don't owe them anything, why bother to save him, and I think for Zhuangzi!"

Yang Anzhi smiled and said: "It turns out that Yang is wrong with Huang Xiong. It is no wonder that the martial arts of the kid is so leaps and bounds, so don't overdo it." If you are here, Li Qingshan will know the lightness of this person. Ten times better than his son Yang Jun and the disciples.

The hunters did not have orders, and they dared not let the arrows go easily. Yang Anzhi left a sentence: "The yellow headhunters are really good, and the children in Zhuangzhong have always thought about the situation."

The face of Huang Shouhu is even more ugly. The leader of any power must have absolute authority. As long as the decision is made, whether it is right or wrong, it is not easy to violate.

"Li Qingshan and I have the help of life. He ignores the risks and takes out the spirits. It is trustworthy to me. Otherwise, no one will know that he has a spiritual ginseng. You are trapped in unrighteousness."

Under the little black squat: "Little black willing to lead death!"

A group of hunters gathered to persuade, "headhunting, Xiaohei is also for Zhuangzi!" "After so many days, Qingshan has no idea where to escape, we do not have to resist."

Li Qingshan looked at the big man who had even rolled forward to report, and his eyes fell on the big man who stayed in front of the door and wondered, "Is it so terrible?"

Leaving the big man only hated his legs and feet slow, let the companion robbed first. As for the terrible and terrible problems, he did not dare to answer. He only knew that the teenagers in front of him had killed dozens of thieves and got inside. The news, know that he will be killed in the famous black wind village of Qingyang. Such people are not terrible, what other people are terrible?

A man in his thirties, full of savage rivers and lakes, any ordinary person will feel scared when he sees it, and the other is a young man who has not exhausted his face, and there is no trace of fierceness.

But the former sees the latter but it seems like the mouse has seen the cat. It is really weird. Li Qingshan suddenly realized that his reputation has been established. Although it started with the nickname of "downhill tiger", it is enough to shock the small.

A moment of hard work, Li Long greeted the door, saw Li Qingshan, his heart suddenly jumped, his eyes did not dare to look at his eyes, and remembered the **** scene he saw in the mountains a few days ago, an unrepressible fear rose from his heart. .

He smiled unnaturally: "Yes...is the green hill, our doorkeeper has please!"

Li Qingshan followed him into the door ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ bypassed the wall of the wall with the word "wu", passed through the courtyard door, and went to the training martial arts field, only the sturdy men in the chest were arranged in two rows. The lane is welcome, but the look is not good.

The main member of the iron fist, Liu Hong, was sitting on the chair of the Taishi, and he said: "Are you down the mountain Li Qingshan?"

Li Qingshan frowned, not only for this Mawei-like posture, but also the nickname of the downhill tiger. If anyone tells him now, as long as he kills someone, he can change the nickname of a better listening point. He must not hesitate to rush. Kill him in the past.

"The doorkeeper asks you!" A recent man from Liu Hong heard the sound of Hong Zhong. He was full of muscles, painted with tattoos, and his temples were slightly raised. He was a master of both internal and external repairs.

Li Qingshan estimates that the strength of this person is above the three homes. It is no wonder that he dares to speak to himself. The iron fist door can dominate the city in Qingyang, and it is also a good thing.

Li Long was busy: "The master is angry, Qingshan is from the village, and he has never seen the world." He also pulled Li Qingshan's sleeve: "I have never seen my master."

Li Qingshan casually bowed his hand: "I have seen Liu Laoxiong!" But there is not much respectful meaning. Liu Hongyi frowned, and the disciples on both sides were full of anger.

Li Long’s heart blames him for not knowing things. You have already offended the black wind village. Only when you ask the master to be the master, and then let the Lema Zhuang Huang disease tiger come forward, it is possible to settle the matter. The master is a good second-rate master. Isn’t it worth your worship? ?

"This is our master brother, Jianghu people said..." Li Qingshan waved and interrupted: "The name of the miscellaneous fish, you don't have to remember." He is not a rude person, but others are rude to him, he will never polite,

When Li Long’s voice was stagnation, the face of the master’s face suddenly rose, and the bones of his body creaked, and the imposing manner forced Li Qingshan.