Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter III Killing and Setting Fire

Li Qingshan finally understands why Green Bull doesn’t look at the glamorous knife, and even disregards the Soaring Dragon Sword that ordinary people use as Divine Weapon weapon. They are really incompetent compared with the real Spirit Artifact. Defective. 【 】

If Xiong Xiangwu uses this Spirit Artifact, it is him who died today. However, the ordinary martial practitioner, where can see the aura, the antique paintings and paintings here are not collected by Xiong Xiangwu, but the second master who dressed as a scribe, this calligraphy is somewhat extraordinary, but where is the extraordinary, Can’t say it.

It can be seen that the Internal Strength of the ordinary warrior can not use Spirit Artifact at all, and Xiong Xiangwu uses Talisman, they have to bite the tip of the tongue and use Heart’s Blood to motivate. Once the scroll of this painting is rolled up, it will be invisible, which is cheaper for Li Qingshan.

Green Bull said: “This Spirit Artifact does not seem to be complete, but only a part.”

Li Qingshan At first glance, many brush strokes were interrupted at the edge of the paper, as if they were cut.

Green Bull has an extraordinary vision: “This Spirit Artifact doesn’t seem to be refining, but it’s more like hand-painting, putting Sword Qi’s sword into the pen and inspiring Sword Qi. If you have the heart, maybe you can still It comes to a set of sword art. And once the ordinary Spirit Artifact is cut, it will be destroyed. The book is a man of this calligraphy.

Li Qingshan understands the temperament of Green Bull. It has always been bullish, saying that “some means” is a bad evaluation. I will examine this calligraphy more carefully and want to realize the sword art.

Originally thought that the stone ruined by the identity of illiterate, can understand the murim group of heroes are uncertain of the “Knights”, he should have some advantages in this semi-literate, but he seems to see, but nothing, but the more you look more and more powerful Only give up.

Little An stared at the scroll, and the blood flame flickered. Suddenly she picked up a painting axis and danced. The blast in the treasure house picked up the axis and brought an afterimage, which made the sound of “嗖嗖” empty, as if Little An was not drawing the axis. It is a real sword.

Xiao Yan’s appearance of dancing on the axis of the painting is supposed to be strange and ridiculous. However, in the eyes of Li Qingshan, there is a faint swordsman who moves in a sword and moves. He can’t help but whisper: “The fairy tale is deceptive. “”

What illiterate learning martial arts is fast, all nonsense!

Green Bull gave Li Qingshan a look and said: “Savvy!”

Li Qingshan’s self-recognition is not very bad. The practice of “Bull Demon Strong Fist” is also very fast and has been praised by Green Bull. If it is not his own problem, then it can only be said that Little An’s understanding is really high. Of course, perhaps there are also reasons for knowing calligraphy.

Little An danced the last style, decided to take the sword, the shaft was broken, turned into powder, and then looked at Li Qingshan, although even the expression could not be done, but the blood flame clearly flashed “come to praise me” emotion.

Li Qingshan touched his skull: “It’s so smart!”

Little An immediately became happy and saw that Li Qingshan was hit hard. In his palm, he wrote: “I teach you!”

Li Qingshan smiled and said: “Well, it seems that I have to learn a lot of things, but now I will find a new home for you!” From those antique bottles, find a thick Porcelain Jar and measure it: “It seems too Small.”

Little An was divided into pieces of bones, and “哗啦啦” flew in, and Li Qingshan was shocked, looking into Porcelain Jar, a small skull, a pair of bloody flames looking at him.

Well, I thought it was strange enough to raise the little ghost. It seems more and more strange now. He said: “Good night!” Sealed Porcelain Jar.

Li Qingshan mentions Porcelain Jar, puts the silver banknote into his arms, only takes the reel out, then re-closes the chamber, and finally finds the fire oil. In addition to the granary warehouse, it spills on the various camps and puts it up. A big fire.

Ancient murder and arson, originally together.

Even in the snow, the fire spread rapidly, and a huge fire was made in a flash, and Li Qingshan’s cheeks were also red.

Li Qingshan spilled the oil on the corpse hill. No one knows that these bodies were taken by Little An and they will see the flaws of others, and they will be burned.

On the mountain road, the thief team marched through the night and finally approached Black Wind Camp.

When Sick Yellow Tiger thought it was too late, suddenly the red light reflected in the sky, and he was shocked: “Is it?” Immediately ordered: “Accelerate march!” Crossing a mountain beam, Sick Yellow Tiger stayed, Liu Hong also stayed All who live, or even catch up with them, cannot speak.

Unable to be alive, the fiercely impressive Black Wind Camp is burning and burning into a sea of ​​fire.

“Is this all done by that person?” All people raised this question in their hearts.

After the horror, the team rushed down the mountain beam at the fastest speed, came to the Black Wind Camp, hesitated through the broken Zhaimen, and then saw a scene they could never forget in this life.

In a sea of ​​fire, the heavy snow on the square was dyed bright red by blood and flame, and the broken weapons were inserted in various colors. Li Qingshan sat in the central repair, behind him was the burning corpse.

Four or five hundred people stopped, and Sick Yellow Tiger and Liu Hong were no exception. The boy exuded the imposing manner, like Demon God.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes: “You are here!” The two groups of Reversed Image in his clear eyes, but people feel that the fire is burning from his heart.

No one answered him!

Li Qingshan is also a murderer and an arson. He is also trying out Magical Artifact. He will spend all his energy and vitality. When he sits down, he feels a deep tiredness. He simply meditates and rests. This piece of fire can make him The best place to rest is this open space, and even he himself did not expect to give others such an impact.

Ye Dachuan is an ordinary person, not as much as Sick Yellow Tiger Liu Hong has experienced. He said: “This… are you doing this?” The eyes never dared to put on the corpse behind Li Qingshan. The hot feeling, the taste of the barbecue, made him dizzy.

Li Qingshan beheaded and jumped up, “Li Qingshan Ping Black Wind Camp is here, paying no respect to Crouching Bull Village people, to adults, to their own promise!”

Sick Yellow Tiger and Liu Hong, but noticed that they were scattered in the ground weapons, the ones were smashing, the things were terrible, they understood best.

What is the martial skill, let him have such power! Liu Hong asked himself that Li Qingshan couldn’t do it. Even though the mountain bandit didn’t move and lined up to play for him, he was exhausted, not to mention the mountain bandit still holding a variety of weapons, and many Expert oversee. .

Liu Hong’s gaze looked at the bottle gourd at Li Qingshan’s waist. He thought he had guessed something, but with Li Qingshan’s eyes, he quickly moved away.