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The tiger demon is frantic.
This is the state that Li Qingshan is accustomed to. From the day he practiced to the day when the tiger demon's blood has become so strong, even when he performed "Tiger Demon Fury", he never lost his mind and became crazy.
The feeling of "The End of the Madman" was a bit different from the "Tiger Demon's Fury", but it was not enough to make him go crazy and die.
"This trick is not particularly significant in stimulating power. It can barely be compared with the fighting demon possessing, but it is not as furious as the tiger demon, but if it is to improve the combat power, it is probably much stronger than the fighting demon possessing, and it makes up for me. The biggest flaw."
Li Qingshan thought about it, while comprehending the meaning of the sword with his heart, but it didn't take long for him to feel deeply tired, so he ignored the pulling of the sword soul of the wild flower, and forcibly separated from the meaning of the sword.
The pattern on his body returned to the Doomsday Knife, and the metal color on his skin also dimmed. In an instant, a strong sense of emptiness overwhelmed him, and the mysterious and changeable knife skills were no longer in his grasp. The flower knife also lost the feeling of the unity of the human knife and the smooth operation.
However, just as many traces and residues will be left on the beach after the low tide of the sea, he also realized a trace of the sword intent, which was enough to make his sword skills go further.
He smiled, and the mad flower sword spirit did not lie to him. This is indeed the fastest way to learn the sword technique. As long as the human sword is continuously merged with the sword intent and void, his sword technique will soon be able to enter a brand new one. realm.
He flicked the blade lightly, "What else do you have to say?"
"You can get me from the Bingxiu arsenal. It seems that it is not entirely a deceptive trick. Now that you have passed the test, I will fight for you!"
After trying to kill Li Qingshan three times in a row, the Soul of Mad Flower seemed to finally give up this plan.
Li Qingshan let go of the hilt of the knife and lay on the ground. This kind of mental confrontation was even more exhausting than a big battle. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.
The Doomsday Crazed Flower Knife inserted quietly beside him, the blade was only a few feet away from his body, and he seemed unprepared, the blade of light was flowing, as if a shining eye was staring at him.
In the void of endless sword intent, the soul of the sword in the wild muttered to himself:
"It's really a strange guy. His hostility is heavier than King Ashura, but his temperament is unaffected. Because of this, he can maintain peace in the'lunatic's end', but if you are in the fierce battle of life and death, you can still Is it so calm? Ha ha!"
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"Don't anger fellow Daoist, where is Li Qingshan, let him get out of me!"
Yue Wuyang was very angry, very angry! No matter who is let go of a pigeon, it will be very angry, let alone let it go for more than half a year. He hasn't been like this for many years.
In order to deal with the Flying Locust King, he meticulously formulated a whole set of plans, and even informed the Prince of Chu Mansion. However, the protagonist of this plan, Li Qingshan, never appeared. He said that he was returning to Tianlong Temple to learn the exercises, and then he was missing. He several times Sending someone to urge him, the result is that Li Qingshan retreats in the Zhen Demon Temple to practice.
The Flying Locust King still wreaked havoc in Qingzhou. Although the activity has decayed a lot, it was mainly because the cities and villages everywhere were swallowed up, and there was not enough food to replenish the clone. Gongfa Fucheng had to take too much risk, so Taking the initiative to reduce activities, as for the blows from the Royal Mansion of Chu, it was second.
As long as the locust plague continues and mortals cannot recuperate normally, the foundation of the Qingzhou practice path will be shaky.
"The general king calms down his anger, he is here." The unangered monk pointed to the Xiuluo field next to him.
"Didn't he practice in the Hall of Demon Suppression?" Yue Wuyang questioned.
"I went here again after I came out." Not angry monk said.
"Let him come out! He really thought that after three times of tribulation, he could be arrogant and do whatever he wanted?" Yue Wuyang said.
"This is his magic weapon, I can't open it either!" Bu Anger Seng Tan Shou said.
"You won't drive, I'll drive!" Yue Wuyang moved the real fire this time, and he stretched out his hand to grab it at the Asura Field.
"That's not good!" The fat hand like a fan of the unangry monk pressed the Shura field.
"Don't be angry monk, this matter is of great importance. As a Buddhist monk, you can bear to watch the creatures become charcoal?" Yue Wuyang said.
"This is the calamity of Qingzhou, how can one place all hope on one person?" Bu angry monk shook his head.
"Who is calling me?"
At this moment, Li Qingshan's voice came from the Xiuluo field. Then, Li Qingshan leaned out of the Xiuluo field with a dead end madman slanting on his back. He seemed energetic because of a good night's sleep.
Yue Wuyang was furious as soon as he saw Li Qingshan, but his eyes were attracted by the long sword behind him, not only because of the huge publicity of the end mad flower sword, but also the unique aura.
Just as fine wine is to drinkers and famous paintings to painters, Yue Wuyang, as a disciple of the military master, has an instinctive instinct for the quality of the blade, and feels that there seems to be a pulse of life in that cold blade.
Is this a Shura magic weapon!
"What are you looking at?" A provocative voice sounded, but it didn't come from Li Qingshan's mouth, but the end of the wild flower knife, and the awe-inspiring murder directed at Yue Wuyang.
"Soul of soldiers!" Yue Wuyang was greatly surprised, this was actually an Asura magic weapon with a soul of soldiers! How did this kid get it? How can it be controlled
"Look at it, believe it or not, I cut you with a knife!" Crazy Flower Blade Soul continued yelling, eager to say to Li Qingshan: "This guy is good, let him sacrifice the knife! And the fat guy next to him is also counted as one."
The unangered monk was also taken aback, opened his eyes wide, and had never seen such an arrogant weapon, and the most spiritual Buddha treasure in Tianlong Temple could not be compared with it.
"You don't need to read it, it's you who are talking about using the fat oil on your body to maintain the blade, you two will go together!"
"You shut up!" Li Qingshan couldn't bear it, and slapped the handle of the knife hard. He didn't want to carry the end of the crazy flower knife on his body, but the soul of the crazy flower knife said to him: "If you want to understand the meaning of the knife faster, and show it With all the power of the mad flower knife, you will honestly take me!"
"Oh? You really take yourself as the master! With your strength, I am willing to fight for you, and I have given you enough face, you guys don't have to take an inch, ah! I want to go back to Asura! This world It’s so boring, I can’t kill as much as I want. It’s meaningless at all!"
Crazy Flower Blade Soul is willing to listen to Li Qingshan, chattering endlessly, the blade trembling endlessly.
Li Qingshan's ability to refining the end of the mad flower knife is still because she has a murderous intent and actively cooperates, and she has entered into an equal cooperative relationship. Although I no longer try to put Li Qingshan to death, since it is an equal relationship, I don't want to worry about what she said!
"Rebel, this knife is a good match for you!" The unangered monk looked at this scene with interest, and said with a smile.
"Yes?"
"People are crazy and cheap!"
"Fatty man, you fucking try it again!" Before Li Qingshan could reply, the Soul of Mad Flower roared.
Li Qingshan seemed to have a spitting star spray on his face. The previous mad flower sword soul was quite cold and glamorous. Now he is a manic patient with a broken mouth and aggressive mania. He finally understands why the sword masters of the past have gone mad and died. Now, with this knife on his back, he is ridiculing all the time, not to be killed by the enemy, but also to be noisy alive.
I stuffed the Mad Flower Sword into the Asura Field, secretly made up his mind, one day she wants her to complete refining, and renamed the Mad Flower Sword to "Huya No. 2"!
"Daoyou Yue, it's been a long time since I saw you. It was me who couldn't help but made you laugh. By the way, did you come here specifically for me?" Li Qingshan almost forgot about the general king's plan.
"Of course I am here to find you!" Yue Wuyang's eyes widened, and angrily said: "Don't tell me that you have forgotten."
"Haha, how come? I'm really sorry, there have been many changes in this practice, it is really involuntary, let's set out now!" Li Qingshan said.
"It's not in a hurry. Where did you get this Shura magic weapon? I have never heard of such a sword in Kyushu." Yue Wuyang changed his conversation and temporarily put the whole situation of Qingzhou behind him. , Ask the most concerned question.
"It used a lot of magic soldiers in exchange for the Shura sacrifice stand." Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders without concealing it.
"Do you have a Shura altar stand?!" RS
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