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The green hill stood just like a lone pine at the window, as if he hadn't seen the forced Longmen school disciples.
Longmen faction knows that I have ginseng, who said it? Yellow disease tiger? I saved your life because of me.
A betrayed anger rose, but the corner of his mouth slowly curved out, revealing white teeth. Liu Hong's heart jumped as he watched next to him, so murderous!
"Boom!" He lifted his foot and kicked it on the heavy table of the Eight Immortals. The table was wide and large and could accommodate at least ten people. It was made of Zaomu and weighed two hundred catties away. He kicked it. He flew up and slammed into the Longmen disciple with Ling Lie's extreme momentum.
Chi Da was the first to bear the brunt. He never thought that there would be such a trick. He looked at the table of Eight Immortals in horror, and he reacted quickly. He immediately abandoned his sword and waved his palm.
Praying man arm as a car! Li Qingshan sneered.
Chi Da broke both arms at the same time, and his chest sank when he was hit by the Eight Immortals Table. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and at the same time there was a crisp sound of broken bones.
The Eight Immortals Table kept going away, and howl took seven or eight Longmen disciples, broke the railing, fell downstairs, and made a loud noise.
There were also guests downstairs. Originally, I watched the disciples of the Longmen faction imposingly and murderously going upstairs. Still thinking about who was going to be unlucky, one by one looked at the excitement, and suddenly saw a table together with seven or eight disciples of the Longmen School. Falling down, fleeing screaming in fright.
It wasn't until the table landed that they came up in shock. Seeing that Chi Da was out of breath, the other Longmen disciples had Chi Da blocked a block, and didn't kill them on the spot, but they were all broken and fractured by the hit, groaning and crying out. more than.
Everyone was stunned. When did you see the appearance of the Longmen disciple? Who on earth was upstairs
Li Qingshan thought of bowling inexplicably, and those longmen disciples dressed in white, weren't they just like pins, but it was a pity that they didn't get all the shots.
The remaining five or six Longmen disciples, because they were relatively close to the side, did not have a “table”, but they were covered in cold sweat from startled, standing there blankly, not knowing how to react. These wealthy disciples practice martial arts, but they have experienced real battles.
All of this happened in an instant, and almost everyone did not react. In an instant, the situation reversed, and the original aggressive Longmen faction was wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Only Liu Hong could see Li Qingshan's movements clearly, and his face solemnly thought, if he could block it and avoid it, but the conclusion was worrisome, his brows tightened and the ridicule on his face heavier. Today, the face brushed off by Li Qingshan seems to have recovered a lot.
Regardless of other people, Li Qingshan strode towards Yang Jun.
Yang Jun was lying on the ground. Li Qingshan kicked him at the table of Eight Immortals just now, but the Longmen disciple blocked him, giving him time to react, lying on the ground at a critical juncture, and escaped.
He still can’t believe this is true. The people he led were all strong players in the door. There were three third-rate players in them. The others were also rare players. However, more than half of them were killed or injured in one move. Extremely ironic joke.
Seeing Li Qingshan approaching, he suddenly remembered the dozens of bandits who died in Li Qingshan's hands, remembering the terrible name of the person in front of him, and remembering that his martial arts were far from enough, so he madly drew out his sword: "Kill him for me!"
A sword stabs Li Qingshan, and at the same time there are five swords, flashing cold light from the front, back, left and right, and stabbing Li Qingshan, the dazed Longmen disciples also reacted. They are the brothers who have been practicing together for many years, although they have not A lot of actual combat, but not bad in cooperation.
There was no difference in the speed of this blow, and Li Qingshan was trapped in the sword net.
"Beware of sword formations!" Li Long reminded loudly, but it was too late, and at the same time six long swords pierced Li Qingshan's body.
The face of the owner of each sword showed a look of surprise. It seemed that he didn't expect it to work so easily. The sword formation of my Longmen School is really extraordinary!
There was a look on Liu Hong's face that I didn't know whether it was mocking or regretting. It was too tender and had too little experience in fighting between the rivers and lakes. The situation that was originally a win gave his opponents an excellent opportunity to besiege him, dying to death.
However, the fall of every young talent makes him such an old river and lake, apart from regretting, he will always be a little relaxed, and I want to say something proudly, look, Jiang is still hot, the strongest may not be able to survive. finally.
The tip of the sword pierced into the skin an inch, and couldn't make any further progress. The swordsmen's expressions of surprise turned into consternation, and they used crazy force, but only let the tough long sword bend into an arc.
Liu Hong was shocked: "Is he already practicing Kungfu with the outside to the point where he is invulnerable." Not to mention, the stainless steel sword that focuses on internal strength is not comparable to ordinary swords and guns. This young man has brought him too much astonishment. NS.
Li Qingshan slowly said: "No wonder people say that two fists are hard to beat four hands. Such a combined blow is no less than a hard blow by a peerless master." There was a mysterious red light in his eyes that was indistinguishable from the naked eye: "But this A weak sword, how can it hurt me!"
All the swordsmen spurted blood and flew upside down. There were only faint white marks on Li Qingshan's skin.
Yang Jun felt that a surge of true energy rushed into his body. The internal strength he had cultivated for many years could not stop the slightest, and it rammed in his body, tearing his veins apart.
Seeing that he was about to fall downstairs, a figure flashed, and came behind Yang Jun, his sleeves flicked, and Yang Jun fell steadily to the ground.
There was a trace of solemn vigilance on Li Qingshan's face. Although he could clearly see the movement of the incoming person, he could not keep up with such light work. Although his defensive ability is amazing, his speed is his weakest link.
Yang Anzhi buckled Yang Jun's veins, his face was cold, Yang Jun's meridians were in a mess, and this martial arts was a waste.
Yang Jun yelled "Father" and fainted. Yang Anzhi looked at Li Qingshan again, his eyes burst with terrible murderous intent, no more elegant appearance. He was full of hatred and regret. He had come to the restaurant earlier, but originally expected that Yang Jun and a group of disciples would be enough to capture Li Qingshan.
If he saw Liu Hong, he would be a little bit hard to speak, so he kept hiding in the restaurant to be sure.
But how quickly things changed, kicking off the Eight Immortals table from Li Qingshan and clearing half of the Longmen disciples out of the field, he wanted to take a shot, but then Li Qingshan fell into the sword formation and was bound to die.
Even Liu Hong, a person who has seen Li Qingshan's "horizontal kung fu" skills, thought that Li Qingshan would definitely die, let alone him, so he held his body, and it was too late to stop.
Liu Hong laughed and said, "Brother Yang, it's been a long time since I saw you. Why did you suddenly make such a big noise? What is it for?" Li Qingshan saw that the faces of Yang Anzhi and Yang Jun were similar by five or six points, and then listened to Liu Hong's words. I knew that this man in front of him was the head of the Longmen School and the first person in the martial arts of Qingyang.
After all, Yang Anzhi has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years. He is determined and determined. He immediately put down his son and didn’t look at Liu Hong. Instead, he said to Li Qingshan, “I wanted to persuade you to hand over things properly. I didn’t plan to I hurt you, but now I have changed my mind. My son has no grievances against you, why are you being so cruel?" Speaking of the latter, he couldn't bear the violent anger, his face was hideous.
Hearing this, Li Qingshan laughed instead, "Don't intend to hurt me? No grievances and revenge?" If his martial arts were weaker, he would fall into Yang Jun's hands, not knowing how much torture and humiliation he would suffer, and 80% of his life would not be saved.
And on the mountain road, the threat and humiliation of the strong above it may not be regarded as revenge! Yang Jun might be very wronged too, yes, I just said a few words to you, but didn't really cut off your hand.
"I just want to ask you, who told you about this? No matter, I will ask him face to face! With a dad like you, no wonder you will teach such a son and disciple. I will kill you today. Now, this curse will be eliminated from now on! Before the Heifeng Village is flattened, I will take you to sacrifice the flag!" The red light in Li Qingshan's eyes was even worse.
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