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The force of the rolling shock was added to this knife, and a black arc flashed by, breaking the secret pastoral realm.
"The master listened to me, good deeds are rarely rewarded, and punishments are always retaliated. All beings have never been equal. There is no god in their heads, justice is only in the sword!"
Li Qingshan stepped out and chanted. No matter it was the ferocious plant, the fierce piano sound, and even the terrifying sky thunder, they were all left behind.
The unangry monk sighed in vain for a while.
"No, Feng Daoyou is still outside!" The famous master's expression changed.
"This... how is this possible!?" An old man with a withered face lost his voice, looking at Li Qingshan who suddenly appeared, his face was full of weirdness, how could it not be possible for his pastoral secrets to be cut open so easily.
A very powerful and rare method in the path of self-cultivation, even a great monk can not master it. The best thing is to defend against the enemy.
The Palace Master of Hidden Sword has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and has not yet been able to break through Gu Yanying's hot wind hell. The golden Buddha possessed the mighty power of a god descending, and was also trapped by Xiaoan's blood sea flag for a moment.
I thought that Li Qingshan would have to spend a lot of tricks to get out of it—but King Chu Lie and the great masters would never give him this opportunity—but he didn't expect that he would break the secret realm with just one knife.
But he didn't know that Li Qingshan possessed the supernatural power of "Null Demon Concussion", and he didn't even know how much the real void had been blasted through. Even the Wuzhou Cauldron was shattered, even in his small domain.
The Doomed Crazy Flower Sword is able to withstand this shocking force, and it is cast by the mysterious sword technique of the Crazy Flower Sword Soul.
"Are you the one who plowed the fields?"
A huge black shadow shrouded it, quickly approaching, a pair of red eyes like fire, looking down at the withered old man.
"You and I… "
The farm master took a step back, his face changed drastically, and his heart was terrified. He tried his best to swing a gleaming hoe against the dark shadow, but he appeared extremely weak and without fighting spirit.
Farmers are not good at fighting, even this magic weapon is not used to kill the enemy. Since Concubine Xiu Ming, who was armed with a great sword, was all killed with a punch, how could he be confident that he could fight Li Qingshan.
However, at this moment, except for this one who was still staying in this great hall, the other great masters, including King Chu Lie, were all incorporated into the secret pastoral realm by him.
The Tibetan Sword Palace Master didn't seem to have the intention to rescue him. He attacked the hot wind hell arbitrarily, as if he really wanted to kill Hua Chengzan desperately.
As a result, the farm master had to face Li Qingshan alone. He thought it was a trick to save his life and trap the enemy, but he did not expect to fall into such an embarrassing and terrifying situation. While waving his hoe, he quickly withdrew to the secret pastoral realm, but it was just right. There is a time difference.
Li Qingshan strangled the farm master’s neck, lifted it up like a chicken, and turned it around in his hand, with his head facing down, and he forced it down:
"The farmer will go back to the farm!"
The farm master almost didn’t even react, he felt his neck tighten, and then turned around, and saw a face full of fear reflected on the mirror-like golden bricks—that’s my face—this face quickly changed. Big!
"Don't... Boom!"
Most of his body was inserted into the strong and heavy golden bricks of the Daxiong Hall, leaving only a pair of legs with a loop, struggling in the air, blood overflowing, and all over the ground.
Li Qingshan was waiting to make a cut, but he saw Master Zhu’s Yuan Ying was about to fly out of the Daxiong Palace, while King Chu Lie and others all escaped from the secret pastoral realm, rushing over with murderous aura, and thunder broke through the air.
Li Qingshan fluttered his wind and fire wings, avoided the lightning strike, threw himself at Master Zhu’s Yuan Ying, and threw a word;
"Old guy, if you spare you this time, if you dare to come out and die, I want you to die!"
The two coiled legs suddenly stiffened and stood motionless, like a planted seedling.
All the great masters found this situation and situation very funny, but when they thought that they were in Li Qingshan's hands, they were afraid that it would be the end, but they couldn't laugh at all.
I can’t help thinking about it. From the beginning to the present, facing the several great monks of Li Qingshan, the concubine Ming was bombarded to the dregs, and even Jian Ying was directly shattered; the fearless monk was beaten and flew by a punch, obviously still leaving his hand; Zhu The Master was ruined physically, and Yuan Ying could hardly escape it; only this fellow Feng Daoist was considered good.
The mind of killing demons and demons can’t help but fade a little. They don’t have a close fellow who died under Li Qingshan, and they don’t have the hatred of Master Zhu. Although the fate of Concubine Ming and Ji Xuanri is miserable, they are not their own wife or children after all. , If you take such a big risk just for the word "demon", it seems to be a bit worthless. Just as no one would be really stupid to kill demons in Mohai, this Beiyue seemed to be not much different from Mohai Dragon King.
But at this time, it was a bit difficult to ride a tiger, and I couldn't just watch Master Zhu being killed, otherwise there would be any face to stay in Qingzhou, and the order of the King of Chu had already been issued, and I couldn't ignore it.
"Bei Yue, if you don't kill you, this king will not give up!"
King Chu Lie roared and turned into a retreat, chasing Li Qingshan.
Master Zhu was severely severed in front of him, and his face was severely damaged. In a blink of an eye, someone else was hit by a poisonous hand. It was almost like two slaps on his face, with hatred in his heart, and he clasped one with his left hand. Jin Yin, holding a small tripod in his right hand, are all primitive and awkward.
However, looking at the world, he can be faster than Li Qingshan at this time, and I am afraid that there are not many. In the blink of an eye, he came to Master Zhu’s Yuan Ying, grabbed it with a big hand, and said with a grin: "Look who can save this time. you!"
"Monster, I will die with you!"
Master Zhu was also a bit staunch, and he blew himself up to Yuan Ying without hesitation.
…
The unangered monk had already returned to his usual appearance, but he looked a little discouraged. After all his efforts were in vain, he suddenly saw the farm master standing motionless on the ground with a weird expression. He tried to say:
"Feng Daoyou, can I help you out?"
"No!" There was a dull voice from below the ground, and the tone was slightly softened, "No anger...Master, you don't need to worry about me, I can come out by myself. If you want to worry about it, let's talk about your enchanting disciple first!"
"Oh, offended!"
The unangered monk apologized, looking at the dilapidated and collapsed Daxiong Hall. As a disciple of Tianlong Temple, he couldn't help outsiders, but he couldn't help King Chu Lie and others capture and slay Li Qingshan. Suddenly he was shaken. Shaking his head, stepping back to the Great Foshan, before the magic point, fell one head on the big blue stone and fell asleep.
In the Daxiong Hall, the two looped legs flickered again, but they moved down inch by inch until they were completely buried in the soil. RS
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