Legend of the Great Saint

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Fu Qingying revealed an unbelievable color. He did feel the change of Li Qingshan, but did not expect that in such a short period of time, he would become so powerful. []

All the human monks are stunned, and the Qing dynasty has been in the Qinghe government for a long time. The Qingxu illusion is so powerful that it can be said that no one knows no one, even if the stone demon Gorefiend encounters, only the retreat.

Who can think of it, so casually a boxing break!

Li Qingshan, who broke through the four monsters, is not only enhanced by Li Qingshan, but also has a talented supernatural power. The combination of the two, the power of this punch is more than ten times in the past.

The opponents of the past have become ten times stronger. Even though they are the genius disciples of the Tibetan sword palace, the descendants of the ten swords are also too much to eat.

"Whether it is human beings or monsters, the higher the realm of spiritual practice, the slower the speed of ascension. He is doing the opposite. Every breakthrough, the strength has amazing progress. It is incredible." Gu Yanying exclaimed in his heart. .

"This is what you call a win, too disappointing."

Li Qingshan did not pursue the victory, restrained the killing of the tiger and the roar, and some disappointment.

"Wan Jian!"

Fu Qingyu braked his body shape, and waved his hand. The Qingxu sword flew up in the sky and turned into a little blue light. It was like a shining star in the clear sky

Again, Li Qingshan: "The blue silk is in the net!"

Tens of stars, falling from the sky, pulling out the blue light, twisting and bending, like a blue silk dance. Seeing it in the blink of an eye, there is no goal, no half is fierce, but the sword net will completely cover Li Qingshan, and there is no escape.

"It’s finally a little bit interesting."

Li Qingshan's mouth is slightly ticked and whispered. Let the sword net cover it.

"North Moon. You are too big. If you can tell the truth about the death of the elders of the dragon, I can consider letting you go. Otherwise, my mind will move, and this blue silk net will cut you into pieces." Just to the leaves, you can go to M)

Fu Qinglan is cold and cold, he has already considered it. The Qing dynasty illusion can't stand the demon of this realm. For this battle, I specially trained this blue silk sword net. Although there is no mysterious change in the illusion of the Qing dynasty, the world is blocked, but if the enemy is killed, it will still be on it. The sword is soft and soft, no matter how powerful it is, it can't break free.

"Escape!"

"what did you say?"

"Otherwise I will kill you."

"Crack!" Fu Qingxi shouted, Qingsi Jianwang contracted. However, there was not a drop of blood flowing out, and the sword of the gold-cut jade broke into the skin of Li Qingshan. But can't cut the thin layer of skin.

Fu Qingying changed his mind. Handcuffed swords, pointing to the sky: "Dise!"

The Qingxu sword is like a meteor. Dragging a long cyan arc.

"Breaking!" Li Qingshan's body was shocked, and the blue silk was broken. The blood was shining and the sword was on the green market sword.

The Qingxu Jianguanghua was faint and was swept away from the distance. Fu Qingying’s face was slightly white. He was one with the sword of the Qingshen sword. The sword was wounded and his mind would be hurt.

Suddenly summoned the Qingxu sword, and suddenly saw a flash of red shadow, he did not have time to think about it, flying back and retreating, Ling Xiaodao passed the front of the mountain, and the mountain was set up, and was smashed and collapsed.

"It's not good. I didn't expect his power to be so great. The Qingsi sword net is so unbearable. Now the separation of the sword is my weakest moment. If he pursues it, it is dangerous."

"Catch your sword!"

The worry that Fu Qinglan did not happen did not happen. After Li Qingshan took out the knife, he hovered in the air, so he looked at him quietly, waiting for him to get back the Qingshi sword.

"You will pay for your arrogance!"

Qingxu Jianfei turned back to the side, and Fu Qingyi grasped it and felt a deep shame.

"I am waiting." Li Qingshan arbitrarily put the knife on his shoulder.

Fu Qingying closed his eyes, and the Qingxu sword trembled slightly. His expression returned to calmness, his temperament changed greatly, and his eyes opened again. A pair of scorpions had turned into blue, and the faint shards appeared in the ruins of Qingxu. Scene. [叶*子]【悠*悠】

"Well?" Li Qingshan was impatient.

Fu Qing’s figure flashed and disappeared in the same place. He came to Li Qingshan and waved his sword.

Li Qingshan is still a slap in the face of a knife, the sword collided, so on the cotton, squatting. The Qingxu sword trembled softly, completely dispelling the terrible power contained in the knife, and the sword tip trembled, such as the spirit snake spit, implying a feminine killing.

"Awesome swordsmanship, this is not the power of the Qing dynasty itself, but the spiritual inheritance left by the old ghosts on the Qingshen sword! Jianxin also dares to use it. It seems that Fu Xiaozi is forced to desperate. Interesting, absolute skills against absolute power, who can win in the end?" Gu Yanying was a little surprised, and wanted to understand the truth of the matter.

The power of the Tibetan Sword Palace is that every sword has the spiritual inheritance of countless predecessors. It seems that there are a group of twelve masters who do not rest at rest. As long as they slowly dig and inherit the inheritance, they can naturally Become a peerless swordsman.

Like the famous sword of Qingxu sword, the holders have no shortage of three days of robbery, and they have become powerful monks of "Swordsman". Their extraordinary martial arts are left in this sword.

Even with this shortcut, you can only slowly make it, you can't accept this sword all at once, and play a superb sword.

The only way is to "use the heart of the sword, the heart of the generation", let go of your own ideas, let the idea of ​​the Qingshen sword enter the Lord, equal to the ancestral possession, and accidentally lose your own The heart becomes a sword slave, but it is the real taboo of the Tibetan sword palace.

Li Qingshan was excited, and the red light was shining in the middle of the shovel. The knives were like flowers blooming, and the layers of knives were blooming. It was like a tiger, and swallowed it.

There is no movement in Fu Qinglan. The sword is not afraid of hesitation. It will only bring the sword in memory to the extreme. Ignore the knife light from the face, a sword stabbed into the heavy knife.

With a bang, the tip of the sword points on the blood knife, which seems to pierce the throat of the tiger. The knife converges suddenly, and the blood knife has a little more sword marks. The sword light fluttered and slipped over Li Qingshan's shoulder, and immediately it was a deep blood mark.

Li Qingshan laughed instead, and did not pick up the turtle turtle Xuanjia, and the sword slashed the Qingxu sword, and then squatted.

At this moment, Fu Qinglan has stabbed three swords, as if calculating all the reactions of Li Qingshan, a sword is more than a sword.

Li Qingshan's knives and knives were as if they had met a nemesis. They were restrained by the Qingshen sword. They were often interrupted if they had not been deployed. Although there is a strong force, it is often used to pay for the high-skilled swordsmanship.

In a moment, I suffered hundreds of injuries, and the smile was only bigger. This is the decisive battle I want!

No matter how many injuries he suffered, his offensive was not weakened and he was wilder.

Li Qingshan does not retreat in one step, dances with a knife, and uses a knife to the sword, without any magical power. However, this did not make him gain the upper hand. He was hit thousands of times, but he failed to cut the greens.

"Master, use magical power!" The night wave is anxious.

In the hearts of human monks, the fire of hope is ignited. If this continues, there is still a chance to win.

"It’s not wise to attack the enemy with a short period of time. Wait a minute, he is gradually adapting to the knives of paying for the Qing dynasty." Gu Yanying did not agree with it, but suddenly found out. The Qingshen sword wants to hurt him, and it is getting harder and harder, and his knife is getting closer and closer to Fu Qing’s body.

Combat and good warfare, if he enters six, he must be the endless killing of Ashura!

The sword and the shadow of the sword, filled between the heavens and the earth, the two men from the sky to the ground, gradually blurred the body shape, only the red and blue color, and constantly collide.

All the sights of the onlookers were firmly sucked and forgot to breathe.

The two suddenly separated, Li Qingshan had a blood hole in his throat, but he laughed loudly and heard it hundreds of miles away.

A terrible scar, from Fu Qing's left shoulder to the right waist, but it is not flesh and blood, but a little bit of light.

I am willing to be a thousand swords, and I am half-powerful.

"If you continue this way, I will be swallowed up by the Qingxu swordsmanship!" Under the appearance of Fu Qingying's indifference as a sword, a voice is in pain and low, and there is a slight struggle in the shackles.

However, the enlightenment came too late, and the sword was already boiling. During the day, a Tsing Yi man was watching him indifferently. The face of Tsing Yi was vague, and there were many overlapping faces in the vagueness. Holding a handful of green swords in the clear light, Fu Qing's hands are empty.

The blood knife screamed, spit out a hundred-foot knives, traversing the heavens and the earth, from the waist of Fu Qing, his struggled color disappeared completely, he did not look at the waist injury, staring at Li Qingshan.

The wound healed in a flash, and the blue light flashed. He came to Li Qingshan, ignoring the blood knife under his head. A sword stabbed Li Qingshan's eyebrows and took the same posture. It is only when someone has a sword that they have such a speed.

Li Qingshan's brow wrinkled, feeling the wrong of the green, the head flashed, leaving a blood mark on the cheek. Raising his hand and punching it on the face of Fu Qingying, but not like playing on the flesh and blood, look carefully, paying the whole person is full of gold and iron.

"Now my enemy is this sword? It is boring."

The Qingshen sword once again stabbed. Li Qingshan raised his hand and grabbed it. The palm of his hand was hurt. He was pierced by the Qingxu sword. He grabbed the sword and grabbed it. He tried to stick it to the hilt, and his eyes and ears were shot. Jiandao Jianguang.

Li Qingshan transported the turtle tortoise Xuanjia ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ blocked Jianguang, released a turbulent force, shocked the hands of the Qing dynasty holding the sword, and finally separated from the sword, like a soul was sucked, Both eyes closed and fell to the ground.

Li Qingshan held the vibrating Qingshi sword in his left hand, constantly exerting the power of shock, preventing his light from walking away, waving his blood knife in his right hand and falling.

Hey!

The Qingxu sword screamed and there was a knife mark on the blade.

"Stop!" Fu Qingyi suddenly woke up and lost his voice.

Hey!

Li Qingshan is another knife. The precision is on the knife marks, and the knife marks become cracks. (To be continued)

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