Legend of The Great Sage

Chapter 71: In the Fengxueshan Temple

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Wan Hao and Wei Dandong both looked a little uncomfortable, but Chu Xin smiled and said, "Doing business, there is no shame in doing business." Flicking the iron abacus in his hand, it made a clatter.

Lu Tingrui drew out a gleaming rapier: "Hand over the ginseng, and we will leave immediately!"

When Feng Zhang asked them to come, he promised that the spirit ginseng in Li Qingshan's hands would be shared by everyone. Although Hall Master Wu was not satisfied with the result, looking at Feng Zhang Tieqing's face, how could he dare to say a word of nonsense.

Li Qingshan couldn't say a word, took out the ginseng from the gourd, threw it into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it, and patted his hands: "It's gone!"

As soon as the eyes of several masters lighted up, they quickly dimmed, with different expressions on their faces, either desperate, angry, or disappointed, but they didn't have the will to make a move.

Li Qingshan's move to draw a salary from the bottom of the pan is really firm and ruthless.

Feng Zhang said: "I have a more useful spirit pill than Ling Ginseng. As long as I make a shot, it will definitely make you all achieve what you want, but if you don't do it, from now on, I will be Feng Zhang's mortal enemy, your family member. , I will retaliate one by one."

The faces of several masters all changed color, and Li Qingshan sneered: "Do you believe this person who threatens your family at every turn? If we join forces to destroy him, see if he has a pill, everyone should divide it. Anyway, he is no longer the Eagle Wolf guard, so there is no need to worry about being retaliated."

Several masters were all moved, Feng Zhang "噌" drew out the wind knife: "Who dare!" Seeing the blindly strong threat provokes a counter-effect, he added: "The spirit pill is no longer on me."

If Li Qingshan's strength could be stronger, he might have succeeded in instigating rebellion, but a few masters could clearly distinguish between the two, which one was easier to kill, and made a decision.

Seeing everyone coming up step by step, Li Qingshan thought, after the blood splashed on Qingyang Tower, is it the Fengxueshan Temple

I don't know if the sky is what everyone wants, and the sky is really floating with snowflakes.

He did not intend to escape! Although this battle was difficult, it was the opportunity for him to break through "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Boxing". Not only did he seek wealth and wealth, but he also wanted martial arts skills.

"Da Pi Dao Gang!" Feng Zhang held the Liaofeng Knife high and shot together.

Li Qingshan points his feet, expands his arms, and makes a long roar to the sky, but it is not a human voice, but a tiger roaring, "Aw!"

The whole ginseng was in his belly and began to take effect. The true energy surged like a tide, injected into the whistling sound, and he used a trick he had never actually used in "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist".

The tiger demon roars wildly!

Within thirty feet, all the falling snowflakes were swept away. If you look from a high altitude, you can vaguely see a hemisphere rising from the ground.

Feng Zhang was the first to take the brunt of the attack, sharply cutting the sword, and immediately scattered, the five masters, coincidentally, stopped and retreated, just as if an iron cone was knocking on his head.

Looking at Li Qingshan in disbelief, he was shocked by his ferocious aura. Is this really just a first-class master

The other second- and third-rate masters were even more unbearable. They covered their ears and fell to the ground, shed two blood, and were directly shattered by their eardrums. Several of the weakest skills were directly screamed to death.

Tigers roar in the mountains and forests, and the group of beasts retreat. With one enemy and one hundred, Li Qingshan has the upper hand.

The howling sound was endless, shaking the mountain temple slightly, let alone a piece of snowflakes to fall.

Feng Zhang yelled in response to the howling, "What are you waiting for?" When the blade in his hand turned, another wind blade was ignited.

Li Qingshan stopped the whistling, without retreating, mobilizing his true energy, rushing to the palm of his hand, his five fingers spit out a tiger-claw-like breath, and he firmly grasped the wind blade.

The wind blade shattered, and a gust of wind was set off. Li Qingshan looked at the palm of his hand, leaving a faint blood mark, sticking out his tongue and licking it, showing a grinning smile, arching his body, like a humanoid tiger.

Killing intent burns wildly, devilish turbulence.

The ultimate moves of the five masters also hit at the same time.

Wei Dandong’s long sword, Lu Tingrui’s rapier, Wan Hao’s steel knife, and Hall Master Wu’s iron fist. Every weapon is shining with inspiration. Even Hall Master Wu is wearing a psychic glove, moving Li Qingshan around, All roads of advance and retreat are sealed.

Eighteen abacus beads shot like a crossbow, completely cutting off Li Qingshan's last vitality. Chu Xin didn't smile anymore.

Together, the five masters will kill with one blow, even without Feng Zhang.

Li Qingshan ignored the others at all, stepped forward, grabbed Wei Dandong's shoulder, and fought for his life.

Before the claws arrived, the whistling sound pierced people's ears. Wei Dandong was so cherished that he was willing to lose his life here and immediately withdrew his sword and retreated.

As soon as he retreated, Li Qingshan entered, and Wei Dandong was so horrified that the sword dance in his hand was impervious to the wind. He just wanted to delay for a while and let others kill Li Qingshan.

A spirit sword struck through the air and Xiao An, who had been hiding for a long time, finally showed up. Seeing Li Qingshan in a dangerous situation, he was the strongest sword when he shot, and the three of them were enveloped in it.

Unexpectedly, with a knife, Feng Zhang swung the wind knife to block Xiao An.

The blood flames in Xiaoan's eyes burned wildly, and he watched, with one blade and one sword, falling on Li Qingshan, blood splashing, and he couldn't wait to tear Feng Zhang into pieces.

Marriott's long knife slashed on Li Qingshan's shoulder, and Lu Tingrui's rapier pierced into Li Qingshan's body. Although they were taken aback by Xiao An's appearance, they were all first-class masters, and they were extremely determined and unaffected.

Li Qingshan had already mobilized his qi, two invincible spiritual tools and treasured blades, did not pierce and cut Li Qingshan, but even if it was his copper skin and iron bones, he was immediately injured, but he ignored him, blindly moved forward, biting Wei Dandong will not let go.

Eighteen iron abacus beads fell on him, but Li Qingshan just took a break from his body shape, unaffected by any influence, making Chu Xin's eyes wide open and he couldn't believe it.

Hall Master Wu was the most careful, attacking from behind Li Qingshan, seeing his empty door wide open, he was overjoyed, and punched with all his strength on his vest.

Li Qingshan said, thank you very much. The one I'm not afraid of is you. I took advantage of the force to rush forward, and my arms skyrocketed. I grabbed Wei Dandong's shoulders at once, tore left and right, and let out a low growl: "The tiger and the devil tear the sheep!"

Wei Dandong was completely unlearned, with many secret hands, he was torn in half, blood and internal organs madly spilled on the ground. I'm not afraid of opponents like tigers, but teammates like pigs.

In the attack of the five masters, Li Qingshan abruptly killed a master, it was really fierce, and everyone was terrified.

Li Qingshan grabbed two corpses and swung them towards Marriott and Lu Tingrui. The two were afraid that they would be injured by Li Qingshan's mortal counterattack. They followed in the footsteps of Wei Dandong and immediately retreated.

Fighting masters, martial arts is only part of it, and more importantly, momentum.

As soon as the enemy's momentum was weak, Li Qingshan's momentum was like the Yangtze River bursting its dyke. He was out of control, ignoring the few people behind him, and rushing forward like a mad tiger, killing the second- and third-rate masters.

Throwing fists, probing claws, head mallets, there is no one in his hand. Every time he shoots, there will be casualties, and he will kill the corpses everywhere.

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