Legend of The Great Sage

Chapter 13: Words must be practiced

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The bandits laughed, as if they had heard an extremely ridiculous joke, but the third master felt something terrible in Li Qingshan and did not laugh out loud.

The head fell to the ground and the bowstring was full.

"Dead!" Li Qingshan shot in an instant, the roar in his mouth couldn't cover the trembling of the trembling crossbow bowstring, and the long arrow shot at the third master with his monstrous anger.

A black light passed through, and the huge force took the third master to a certain height before falling heavily to the ground.

The strength of the Three Stone Bow is amazing, Li Qingshan's movements are done in one go, within such a close distance, unless it is a second-rate or above master, it is possible to avoid it, but obviously the third master is not.

The noisy village fell silent in an instant, and the bandits opened their eyes one after another, looking at this scene in disbelief. The whole family was killed by one and a half boys.

The villagers looked at him like a god. To them, the bandits were terrible demons, and the third master was the leader of the demons. Now, Li Qingshan, who killed the third master in one blow, is really like a god.

When the situation reversed, Li Long didn't have joy on his face, but only fear.

"The third master! The third master!" A few bandits gathered around the third master. The third master coughed up a bit of blood and pointed to Li Qingshan with a stern face: "Kill him for me!"

He was considered a third-rate master, and reacted in an instant. Although he could not avoid the arrow, he avoided the vital point. The long arrow passed through his right shoulder socket, all nearby bones were shattered, and his right hand was considered useless. The eyes are blood red, and I can't wait to swallow Li Qingshan alive.

The bandits reacted, picked up knives, guns and swords, and rushed towards Li Qingshan with a roar.

The strong wind hit the back of his head, and a short javelin pierced his head. Without looking back, he turned his head slightly, grabbed the javelin, turned around and shot. The javelin shot back ten times the speed violently, attacking the sneak attacker. The bandit nailed the door.

A square halberd, a wild goose knife, and a red tassel spear stabbed him at the same time.

Li Qingshan grasped the halberd of the gun and pulled hard. The two bandits were out of balance and fell to him in horror. A pair of iron arms were waiting for them. They hit them in the chest like a hammer. With a dull sound, the two bandits vomited blood and flew out at the same time.

Taking this opportunity, the Yan Ling knife had already pierced Li Qingshan's arms, and the cold sword touched his lower abdomen. He could pierce Li Qingshan against him, but he couldn't move forward an inch.

Li Qingshan's pair of iron palms slapped the sword-bearing bandit on the head with a pair of winds penetrating his ears. When he put down his hand, the bandit wilted to the ground as if he had lost his soul, and blood slowly leaked from the seven orifices.

He strode towards the third master's house, but the sound of his skills was already deafening. He picked up his toes, raised the halberd, and held it in his hand.

There are no moves, no scruples, just a sweep.

The strong wind lifted up a round of semi-circular dust and smoke, and pounced on the bandits.

The tip of the halberd broke, spun up, and stabbed to the ground.

A few swords flew up, followed by a series of screams. Someone tried to block, but they couldn't stop the great halberd from sweeping the army.

The smoke was scattered, four bandits fell to the ground, and only one short bandit was swept away and killed on the spot. The other three bandits, all had their chests cut open, screaming on the ground and screaming for hobbies. The blood was sprinkled on the ground like money, and the rich colors overflowed everywhere.

Li Qingshan glanced at the broken large halberd, and said, a bad weapon, and dropped it on the ground. But I don't know how many hard bones and steel he forcibly swept through at that moment, how can ordinary weapons withstand such use.

In a blink of an eye, eight bandits fell dead and seriously injured. The bandits behind screamed to stop, holding their weapons and daring not to step forward. They were stunned by the tragic scene that broke out at this moment. This ordinary boy seemed to have become terrible in an instant. The killer.

Li Qingshan continued to walk towards the third master's house, with no expression on his face, his eyes flashed with a red light that he had never noticed.

However, he was swiftly analyzing and judging in his mind, and he was not dazzled by anger. Only these three masters were considered third-rate masters, so he hit him badly and threatened him as soon as he shot.

There are a few good players among the other bandits, but they are more of the same level as the ginseng visitors. They just practiced some martial arts. Bullying and bullying the common people is enough, but they are by no means his opponent.

"I want to... I'm going to die here!" The third master moved backwards, looking at the approaching Li Qingshan with horror, as if the monster turned into a human form in a legend, suddenly changed, showing his hideous fangs, how many beside him No one can protect his peace.

"I'm dead, this entire Wo Niu Village will be buried. Do you know who my eldest brother is?"

Li Long's face was even more ugly, and he stepped forward to grab Li Qingshan: "Qingshan, don't be impulsive!"

The third master took the opportunity to climb up on the horse, reined, and galloped away. Needless to say, the other bandits followed in a swarm, not even the injured bandit.

Li Qingshan broke free from the restraints, held Li Long's throat tightly, and lifted him up: "Do you want to die too?"

Li Long said with difficulty: "No... you can't kill the head of Heifengzhai. Have you heard of Yuxia Village?"

"Yuxia Village!" Liu Guanshi, who fell soft to the ground and was half-frightened, suddenly screamed and lost his voice.

"What Yuxia Village!" Li Qingshan relaxed his strength.

"Yuxia Village has always had the style of martial arts, and the people were fierce, and once killed one of the heads of Heifengzhai. But it didn't take long for the owner of Heifengzhai to take the five heads of the village himself, and the hundreds of people in the village , No matter men, women, old or young, the slaughter was clean and piled into a mountain of corpses. It was the black wind village owner who personally took the masters to pay tribute to the dead brothers. That kind of tragedy, do you want it to happen in Wo Niu Village? ?"

"Then let them trample and bully?" Li Qingshan roared in a low voice.

"Qingshan, I know your mood, but the situation is better than others."

"Then make me stronger!"

All the villagers changed their expressions. At this time, they only heard a vicious and cruel sentence left by the third master from far away: "You can wait for the slaughter in Wo Niu Village!" Someone was frightened and fell to the ground, screaming. The howling sounded again, without the slightest joy of repelling the bandit.

A wounded bandit was holding his chest, and showing a cruel smile: "You will all be buried with me!"

"Are you finished?" Li Qingshan said.

"what?"

Li Qingshan let go of Li Long and kicked the Yan Ling knife beside his foot. The blade pierced the thief's throat. He was instantly exasperated. "What I said before will not count." Li Qingshan took the other injured bandits one by one. After breaking off, he turned around and said to the villagers: "Nothing will happen, I promise!" Then he strode towards the direction of the bandit's escape without looking back.

As the western setting sun sets, the sky disappears for the last afterglow, and darkness descends on the mountains and earth.

By the blazing bonfire, two bandits helped the third master drew arrows. The third master slapped one bandit with a cry of pain: "Wouldn't the fuck be lighter?"

The bandit was beaten full of blood, and he stubbornly did not dare to speak back.

The other bandits are all downcast. Under the prestige of Heifengzhai, they have not experienced such a failure for how long they have been accustomed to the fearful and flattering gaze, and they are accustomed to the silver woman asking for something.

"You fucking cheer up Lao Tzu, we will repay this grudge, until we catch that kid..." The third master gave a cruel smile.

"Cut him a thousand knives!" The bandit immediately responded.

"No, it's cooked to death, we have to divide it into pieces and eat it, it must not taste..." The bandit who wanted to eat Li Qingshan's meat, before he finished speaking, there was a blood stain in his throat, and blood spurted out. Interrupted the bandits' discussion on torture. PS: Tomorrow is the college entrance examination. The revolution is about to succeed. You will work hard. After these two days, you will be able to read novels and play games with peace of mind. Let your dreams come true!

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