Legend of the Great Saint

In the Black Wind Village Juyi Hall, the lights are bright, and the chief figures in the village gather together to discuss the affairs of Li Qingshan.

"The big master, what should I do now, the kid is now hiding in Qingyang City, and the yellow disease tiger is guarding."

"Hey, Yang Anzhi spreads the news of the ginseng. Who can protect him? It will die sooner or later."

"He died in the hands of others, the mighty winds of our black winds can not be found, and the spiritual ginseng should also fall into the hands of others." The second servant of the scribes said.

Xiong Xiangwu really jumped in the eyelids, and his desire for the ginseng was no less than anyone.

"He didn't mean that he would come to the door? At that time, I turned him into a meat." The seven-headed family was a bald-headed fat man, waving his face with a sledgehammer in his hand.

The heads of the public face each other and sneered at each other: "The old seven, only you will believe that he will come." As long as a little bit of a brain, I would not think that someone would dare to single-handedly slap him.

"If he refuses to come, we will force him to come. Although the snow is closed, it is not suitable for large-scale dispatch. But as long as a team of people is sent, it is enough to kill the Wo Niu Village and save the momentum of the Black Wind Village. His close relatives and friends, cut off the body and pieces, sent one by one, do not believe that he still can sit." Second home said the poison.

All the people were applauded, and they were greatly applauded. The second home also smiled.

"Hey!" A loud noise, the entire black wind village seems to have shaken a bit, a mountain thief rushed in and said: "Not good, home, there, someone in the door!"

Before the black wind village, more than a dozen gatekeepers stunned and looked at the Zhaimen, and the gates of several large logs were not able to give them a sense of security.

"Hey!" is another loud noise, the logs are shaking, the sawdust is flying, as if a behemoth wants to break in, and under constant violent impact, the gates of the village are cracked and cracked.

"Boom!" The giant wood shattered and scattered, and a piece of broken wood hit a chest of a mountain thief.

The thieves have no time to consider their companions, but they are staring at the door, in the snow and smoke, a tall figure stepping into the black wind village.

"Give me a stop, here is black..." A small thief screaming in the fear of his heart, not finished, a feather arrow shot from the smoke, ending his words and life. .

Li Qingshan held a cracked stone bow and said: "I know!"

The smoke and dust were exhausted, and the thieves found that there was no army or behemoth standing in front of the walled gate, and only one teenager in armor, holding a big bow, the fear in his heart, faded a lot, and some people slashed Cried: "He has only one person. Everyone goes up and kills him. The owner is very rewarding!"

More than a dozen thieves held various weapons and whistled and rushed up.

Li Qingshan calmly pulled out three feather arrows from the arrow pot and put them on the bowstring. The bowstring was full and the string humming. The sharp arrow penetrated the cloud and penetrated the three thieves in front. They looked like It was a puppet that had broken the line and fell to the ground.

Li Qingshan opened the bow like a spring, the feather arrow spurt, and even killed 12 thieves.

"Kill you!" There are still four mountain thieves rushing up, squatting to Li Qingshan's head, Li Qingshan closed the bow, as if he did not see, continue to move forward.

A whirlwind circling around him, wrapped in a sharp blade, four thieves spurting blood at the same time, fell to the ground, a mountain thief was extraordinary, saw a knife, wants to block the knife, the knife is like It was cut tofu and cut off the long knife.

Li Qingshan stepped on the bodies of more than a dozen mountain thieves and continued to move forward. Then he stood in the central open space of the cottage. I saw each village barracks. All the thieves heard the news and held torches in their hands. They were very eye-catching in the dark.

He rolled up the big bow, and the arrow shot like a bead. The arrow seemed like an arrow.

The effect of the spirits gradually volatilized in his body, and his people were also slightly stunned, but the arrows that were shot out were helpless and did not fall through.

Juyitang fell at the highest point of the Black Wind Village, and the black-wind villagers drove out of the Juyi Hall. Looking down from the platform, several masters were shocked and said: "He really dared to come?" And it came so fast. .

Li Qingshan suddenly saw the thieves no longer rushed, but an orderly retreat. Looking up at the bear, he saw Xiong Xiangwu, and laughed: "The bear village owner, the guests come to the door, your host is so entertaining! I am Can't wait, killing you dozens of tips first, you won't blame me!"

A real gas rushed out, took the laughter out of the ten miles, echoed in the mountains, overshadowed the sound of snow and snow, like a thunderous sound in the ears of the thieves, there is a poor near-power Immediately screamed and fell to the ground, blood flowed out of the ear.

"Inadvertently, and killed a few more." Li Qingshan licked his mouth and made a wine cellar.

The group thief was shocked, and Xiong Xiangwu was even more eager to see. Li Qingshan’s internal strength was far superior to his imagination, and he seemed to be more ordinary, more exquisite, and never like a rumor, just a foreign master, this is certainly It is the effect of ginseng.

"Today's today is your death, no, I will slay you and torture you for seven days and seven nights!"

Li Qingshan laughed happily: "I don't have so much leisurely and elegant to deal with you, and I will die at a speed!" He raised his hand and opened the bow, his face smiled sharply, his right hand turned into a virtual shadow, and the mechanical execution of the arrow archery Actions.

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"Hurry to hide!" Xiong Xiangwu reminded him too slowly. One of the arrows was planted from the platform. Three arrows were inserted into the body, and only the first four arrows were avoided.

"Six are home!" The thieves exclaimed.

Li Qingshan touched again, and all three arrow pots had been warned, leaving the big bow and arrow pot aside.

"He doesn't have an arrow!" "Everyone don't have to be afraid, kill him!" The thieves screamed and encouraged morale, and the black pressure came on, surrounded by a fascinating glimpse of the layers of figures and the blade. Flooded Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan provoked the overlord's gun at the foot. The slamming of the slap on the shoulder, the whirlwind like a turn, the 140 jins of the two tyrants, like a black dragon dancing, with a low open air Ming.

Five thieves fell at the same time, not the head burst or the chest smash, the death can not die. Li Qingshan’s weapon is in the hand, and the end is dead and dead, and will never leave a living.

Even the latter thief smashed into a piece, but also a scream, Li Qingshan looked at the platform: "Don't let 喽啰 white to death, come to me with speed." Xiong Xiangwu saw the death and injury, but did not have the slightest intention to shoot But sneer: "Will you fight with you?" Looking down from the heights, you can clearly see.

More than a dozen thieves dressed in special service, mixed in many thieves, approached Li Qingshan, they did not hold weapons like their companions, but drooping.

Li Qingshan’s heart stunned, terrible murder, as if the poisonous snake exposed the fangs, and the master who could be placed in his eyes, clearly only on the platform.

Still can't let him think carefully, a dozen thieves raised their hands together and said: "It's all gone!"

Li Qingshan saw it clearly. They held more than a dozen black lacquered hands in their hands and pulled the trigger.