Legend of the Great Saint

When the smashing air strikes, the power is not inferior to the cracked stone bow. The "铛铛铛铛" penetrates the armor and penetrates into the body of Li Qingshan.

Xiong Xiangwu smiled coldly: "Just with you, it is also worthy of a battle with me. It’s cheaper to die like this!" These ten dozens of hard work, he took a lot of thoughts to get it, these pickpockets also he spent a lot The big time to train is the real killer of his black wind village.

He is too evil. The other forces in Qingyang City regard him as a nail in the eye. If you can't sleep without any defense, these dozens of sneak attacks, even if they are first-class masters, can't escape.

"And then?" Li Qingshan, who should have died, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Yuya nailed on the iron armor, but failed to penetrate his fascia. He also had a cold sweat. If there is no body armor, dissolve it. The impact, his "cow magic skin" can not stop the spurt, so he also spent a while to slow down, strong bow is really an artifact to hunt master.

"Protect the pickpocket, shoot again!" Second, the family ordered loudly, the mountain thief poured in, the pickpockets quickly changed arrows, barely easy to use, but the speed is far less than the bow, so it is easy to damage, but with such a command , can play the greatest lethality, and command a group of thieves like the army.

"Sweeping thousands of troops!" How can Li Qingshan be willing to be a target, look for the place with the largest number of thieves, transport the tyrant's guns, and chase the past like a chariot, the guns are rolling, and a dozen thieves are involved, as if The black dragon swallowed the prey, and when it spit out, it was a dozen dead bodies.

Just rely on these people, how can I stop him.

A pickpocket had not had time to open the string, and the chest was pierced with a big gun. The body of a hundred kilograms was picked up and smashed into another pick in the distance.

Li Qingshan was shot in one, and left and right in the crowd. He only attacked and defended. The sword and the sword fell on his body. He was immediately thrown by the armor, and he couldn’t hurt him. His big gun was thrown out, but he was wearing a chest. Breaking the skull, there is no death.

In a few moments, he killed dozens of mountain thieves, and his hand was killed more than half. He was among the thieves, and his armor nailed more than ten arrows, which were even more soaked with blood, a violent killing momentum. Raw, scared thieves have broken liver and gallbladder.

A thief intended to sneak from behind, he looked back, the red light flashed in the eyes, not yet shot, the thief's face suddenly became iron, and was scared to death.

Xiong Xiangwu’s heartache is violent, and even if he wins, he will lose his strength. The faces of other heads of the family are also not good-looking. The high martial arts of Li Qingshan can be said to be beyond their imagination.

Second, the family said: "When the family does not have to worry, this Li Qingshan with a large gun to wear armor, seemingly invulnerable power, but it must be loaded with hundreds of kilograms of weight, even if the martial arts is high, it is not possible to last long, may wish to wait for him to exhaust Then, the shots will be re-recruited."

There are few big battles, three days and three nights, and even more than one tea is rare. Because the soldiers are in danger, one move is the two judgments of life and death. The warrior is going to put his physical will in an instant. It broke out and the air was used as a pressure to defeat the opponent.

The bear bowed to Wu Ding, and he expected that even if he was himself, he would open dozens of cracked stone bows and then rushed with such weapons and equipment. He also supported it for a while, and even if he had a great ability, once he was exhausted, he would only be able to do it. Slaughter. This is the terrible thing about the battlefield. It’s not just a matter of killing elephants.

However, Li Qingshan not only does not feel tired, but the more he fights, the more he is brave. The wine that he drank is a smashing wine. The medicine is really amazing. He burns in his body, and the power constantly rushes out. The fighter gun dances in his hands. A phantom, the gun moves with the people, the direct killing is dripping, and the blood is covered. And his "Zuo Mo Dali Boxing" is not comparable to mortal martial arts. The most praised by cattle is often not strength but endurance.

Seeing that the thief is more and more dead, the corpse is everywhere, almost collapsed, and the second head of the family sweats: "What is going on?"

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, like a goose feather, falling to the earth and covering thousands of mountains.

When he fell to Li Qingshan, he was immediately swept away by a fierce gust of wind. A mountain thief was picked up and landed on the ground, dyeing a piece of snow and dyed it into a blood red. The remaining thieves no longer see the slightest fierceness, panic back, Li Qingshan will shoot a big shot, "good snow!"

Xiong Xiangwu decisively ordered: "Do it!" Unicom's other heads, flying together, the thieves suddenly got a boost.

When the seven masters hammered down and the air whistling, when they had not left, they took a burst of arrogance, and the power was amazing. He is born with great strength and can be a tiger bear.

Second, the family said: "Don't touch him!"

"Good to come!"

Li Qingshan made a move to "Overlord Ding Ding", and the Overlord shot up.

"Hey," a loud noise, a hammer collided, and the hammer flew back, squatting on the head of the seven-headed family, and the brain broke out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three-section whip in the hands of the four masters took Li Qingshan's waist, and the five-headed family made a ghost-headed knife behind Li Qingshan. The second home was hidden in the momentum with an iron-bone fan. The poisonous point was not guarded against Li Qingshan. The back of the brain.

However, the most dangerous, but still the hand that Xiong Xiangwu grabbed his face.

Li Qingshan, with the help of the cows and the iron armor, can withstand these attacks, but the impact will also make him uncomfortable, his body shape is sluggish, and he accidentally follows the road.

He finally understood why he said that when he was going to level the black wind village, even the old rivers and lakes like Liu Hong changed their faces. Do not believe that the danger is really unimaginable.

"The cow devils step on the ground!" He took the opportunity to move all the way to the right foot, and stepped on the ground. Within a radius of ~100.wuxiaspot.com~ caused a small earthquake, the ground cracked and subsided. The shock wave rolls in all directions.

The martial arts pay attention to the ground, rooting under the feet, as long as they have not been cultivated into the gods of the wind and the clouds, they can not do without the land under their feet, and several of them are attacking the wind like the wind, but the feet are dead on the ground.

Li Qingshan stepped down, their body shape was immediately unstable, only a shock wave struck along the foot, dizziness and suffocation, and the offensive in the hand was also scattered and weak, falling on Li Qingshan, and it was difficult to work, only Xiong Xiangwu The martial arts are the highest, and the paws are still in power.

Li Qingshan laughed and laughed. The figure retreated quickly, avoiding the bear-to-face of the bear, and smashing into the four-headed family behind him. At the same time, he shot the bear to the chest.

Four of them screamed, smashed their bones and flew out. Xiong Xiangwu retracted his hand and temporarily avoided Li Qingshan as a dragon.

The skill of the five-headed family is the weakest. At this time, the spirit has not been slowed down. Li Qingshan loosened the gun. The explorer grabbed his head and went to the ground. The sound of "砰" was like a crack of watermelon, and all the red and white were flowing out. Then, the backhand will return the overlord's gun and return it to the front of the body, posing the posture of "the tyrants".

In the blink of an eye, the offensive of the Black Wind Village was broken, and four of them were killed. The third-rate master is under his hand and is as vulnerable as a child.

The rest of the thieves were as stunned as the body-building method. They did not expect their cottages to be so fragile, and the fragile ones were like the villages they had ravaged.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, the snow is stained with blood by the blood, and then it is covered by heavy snow and frozen, forming a red and white scene.

The promise of stepping into the black wind village is being realized little by little! PS: In view of the slow update of many friends, from next week, it will improve the update speed, don't say it, try hard! ^_^