Legend of the Great Saint

At this time, the sky was dark, the man stood in the corner, and the black clothes seemed to be integrated into the darkness. Liu Hong was very concerned from the beginning, because when he did not look at the man, he could not feel his existence.

Wu Tang said: "Liu rudder, I am coming to introduce you to a big man." He is still arrogant to Liu Hong, who is much older than him, and mentions the black man, but he looks I was a little more charming and self-satisfied, and I was delighted that I could draw a relationship with such a big man: "This is Feng Daren of the Eagle Wolf."

"Eagle Wolf!" Liu Hong’s heart suddenly burst into a spit. How could he not hear the famous eagle eagle dog? It’s no wonder that Wu Tangzhu’s attitude is that the main rudder of the iron fist door is iron cloth, and he has to be careful. It is no wonder that Wu Tangzhu is so confident that the eagle wolf will come out to eat something, who dares to let him spit it out.

Feng Daren’s faint sigh of the head: “Wu Tang’s lord has a reputation. Our eagle collar is in Jiaping City. With your iron gate master, I have eaten a few drinks before I promised to help you once. I still have something to return. Jiaping City, can't delay for too long."

Jiaping is a big city away from Qingyang Baili. Not only is there a big river passing through, it is an extremely important waterway hub, and there are mine mines, far more prosperous than the small towns in Qingyang. Wu Tang’s Iron Lock Hall is located there. The general commander includes seven rudders including Qingyang, and there is a knuckle of the eagle.

Wu Tang said: "Yes, it is not to let Feng Daren worry, Liu Ruzhu, not to let Li Qingshan come over."

Liu Hong didn't even dare to let the disciples go to the office. Li Long was a good waiter and went out to find Li Qingshan.

Li Long also vaguely listened to Liu Hong mentioning the Eagle Wolf, but it was too far away from his world, so he was not too concerned. I did not expect to see one today, and I could not help but worry about Li Qingshan: The ginseng of Qingshan is afraid that it will not be saved. If he is stubborn, I have to persuade him.

He did not have much communication with Li Qingshan. This is only from the primitive and simple fellowship, and Li Qingshan’s martial arts is much higher than him. If he can join the iron fist, he can take care of him. He suddenly remembered that Liu Hong’s words in the restaurant on the same day made Li Qingshan take care of himself. I am afraid that it is expected today that Liu Hong’s kindness is more and more affectionate.

In this city, no one is more informed than Liu Hong. He quickly found Li Qingshan: "Qingshan, Wutang, the owner of our lock-up hall, came to see you in Qingshan. Some things I want to discuss with you. "There was a rapid turn in my head, thinking about how to tell Li Qingshan as smoothly as possible, but at the same time I dare not say too much, afraid of running away Li Qingshan."

Li Qingshan said: "There is no need for Liu Zhangmen to run your own legs."

Liu Hongwei, among the gangs, the grades are distinct. The head of the church is a higher level of the scorer and the master of the division. The first-class master who can sit on the church is naturally able to drive him to the rudder.

"Your Lauchian lord, also for the sake of the ginseng! This matter, I am going to go to the Qingyang upstairs to say a clear, you let the owner also listen to it!" Li Qingshan keeps walking, wearing the street Cross the lane and move toward the established goal.

Liu Hong quickly followed: "This can be impossible, Qingshan, I am here for you."

The two walked through a narrow alley, suddenly a big monk, holding a black iron Zen stick in the alley, looking at Li Qingshan's straight smile, this is a face full of flesh, the face is even across a scar of scars, this smile is more and more Fierce.

Liu Hong was shocked: "The crazy madness!"

Li Qingshan looked at the glittering Zen stick, and it was a spiritual instrument. Sure enough, the so-called spiritual device in this world is not particularly rare.

Liu Hong did not dare to look at the Tukong, whispered: "This person once became a monk in the famous Baolin Temple on the rivers and lakes. Because of the smashing of alcohol, he violated the rules of the temple and was driven out of the temple. He was mad. One hundred and eight-style mad magic wand method, killing the temple full of monks, self-reformed the law as the squad, slashing the land, killing people and goods, no matter where you are, the chickens and dogs do not stay, it is said that it has already reached the realm of first-class masters, away from Congenital masters are only one step away."

There are also many people in the rivers and lakes who are secretly paying attention to this scene and whispering: "It is really a squad. I didn't expect him to come." "Oh, it seems that we have no chance." "Don't say, go. Well, if it is discovered by him, we can't live." The end is the fierce name.

Butcher: "Kids, hand over the ginseng, sprinkle the house to leave you a whole body, for you to overdo it, and later there will be money for each year." He is not arrogant, as a top-notch top master, as long as he does not encounter the innate master, you can sweep.

"When the spiritual ginseng, I will go to the restaurant to say, I want to listen to it!" Li Qingshan sniffed his nose, keenly smelled the wine, oil, and **** smell of the monk, and continued to move forward. .

The Zen rod slammed down and the hoop made a whistling sound.

Li Qingshan finally stopped, the Zen stick stopped in front of his nose, only a difference, the wind raised his hair.

"Liu Zhangmen, you should go back first!" Li Qingshan sounded calm. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But like the volcano that is about to erupt, the long-blooded blood boils.

The Tukong was completely angered by Li Qingshan's disregarded attitude. The one hundred and eight-style mad wand method was fully exerted, and the black caduceus smashed into a scream, turning into a heavy stick shadow, and the waves surged.

The alley is narrow and there is no room for dodge. Li Qingshan makes a fist and his hand bones creak, facing the heavy stick shadow, and does not retreat.

How did Liu Hong dare to fall into the battle between the two, turned and fled to the lane, heard the roaring sound behind him, and the wind whistled, the two started a fierce battle.

Li Qingshan swayed in the shadow of the stick. For the first time, I saw the terrible masters. The tricks were not only strong, but also subtle and meticulous. They did not reveal a trace of flaws, and firmly kept Li Qingshan out of three steps, not giving him the slightest The opportunity of the body.

"Hey!"

In the narrow alley, the space where Li Qingshan is dodging is limited. The fist hits the Zen stick and sends out a series of loud noises of metal cross.

There is also some sorrow in the hollow of the slaughter. What kind of martial arts is practiced by this kid, but he can hardly block his mad magic caduceus with flesh and blood, but it is more fierce and violent, and he is full of strength, and he is a slap in the face. Extremely. Li Qingshan was in the middle of a bright spot, and he glimpsed a trace of flaws. Before he grabbed his body, he used his fists as a claw and went straight to the air palace. However, he suddenly saw the smirk on the face of the empty plane that did not conform to his image of the rough, and he was wary of the big man. "No. it is good!"

The smuggling suddenly changed, and the scepter was turned from straight to swept, and it was only a sham. The narrow alleys bound the play of this trick, but the Zen sticks waved, and the high walls smashed and fell, unable to stop the castration of the Zen stick.

Boom!

The Zen stick flew Li Qingshan, crashed into the wall next to it, fell into the courtyard, and swayed the smoke. In a few rounds of Li Qingshan, he ate a loss of insufficient combat experience.