Vol 11 Chapter 147: 1 lead 1 catch, 1 drink 1 knife

Li Qingshan broke the town magic tower with his right hand, and his left hand and five fingers opened, and the virtual cage Zhufuzi earth gravity!
At the same time, Akasaka is like a tiger, full of suffocating tigers and konjac!
"The Taoist friend is careful!" The great masters found out that they were wrong and shouted.
When they forced the non-roar to release Li Qingshan, he also reassured him in the town under the tower. He did not expect that he could get a hand across the town tower, and he was not able to respond.
In retrospect, Li Qingshan used this trick to save the flowers from the sword of the owner of the Tibetan sword. It is not because they have bad memory, but because of the means of taking advantage of this volley, even if they are refiners. Can show it, did not expect this will be a gift of magic.
"evildoer!"
Zhu Fuzi saw Li Qingshan’s face screaming in the face, and his body was straight and vertical, especially against the pair of red scorpions. He was even more frightened. He remembered the fierce end of Ming, desperately trying to get rid of it, but the invisible But it is too big to resist.
It was impossible for him to do things that the dying ancestors could not do. The current Li Qingshan was stronger than that at that time.
"It's not good. If you are stunned by this enchanting, you will be killed and born, I am afraid there will be no death!"
"Tianxin my heart, heaven and man are one!"
Zhu Fuzi sang a long sigh, and greeted him. He exerted his efforts to display the Confucian school of "Three Strategies for Heaven and Man". He became a martial artist and became arrogant, and the evil spirits did not invade. He broke free from the shock of the tiger scorpion konjac. There is no fear in the upper, like the gentleman of the ancients, standing between the heavens and the earth.
"Sword is a soldier of the gentleman!" Zhu Fuzi raised his sleeves and waved the three-footed Qingfeng. A sword squats.
This sword is peaceful, and the Emperor is imperial. There is no such thing as the sharpness of the sword. There is no redness of the sword of Dharma. Only one has the atmosphere. It is necessary to stand for the sake of the world, to make a living for the people, to learn from the Holy Ghost, and to open the peace for the world!
The layers of the sword light are stacked and stretched like a city. Pressed to Li Qingshan. Both offensive and defensive, no flaws.
Zhu Fuzi stands tall in the city and overlooks Li Qingshan. It is like a Confucian scholar who can "pen the pen and the world. Wu Neng is on the horse." Is preparing to command the three armed forces. Big hooligans.
Everyone has a loose heart and a heart: "Zhu Fuzi is not a Confucian master, and the "Junzi Swordsman" has reached the point of perfection. With the Confucian school "Three Strategies of Heaven and Man", it is even more powerful, and the evil spirits in the hands The sword is also the top ten swords that are not weaker than the Tibetan sword palace. With only a little support, we will have time to rescue and put this enchanting to death."
Li Qingshan continued to push the earth's gravitational force with his left hand, holding the knife in the right hand, and arbitrarily igniting it, without any fierce momentum, even with a bit of scorn.
The knife light flashes the gentleman's sword and breaks the evil sword!
"Come here!" Li Qingshan clasped Zhu Fuzi's head, and your city is still solid, I am riding a broken, killing the city, oysters coach!
Everyone has come back to this, and all the magic spells are not dare to shoot, they are stunned, how is this possible! ? Alum was bombarded with a punch, but it can be said that it was too late to be prevented, but the enchanting was concealed, but Zhu Fuzi did his best, and was so easily taken by this enchanting.
Only Yue Wuyang faintly guessed this ending, he personally learned the power of the mad flower knife soul, the end of the mad flower knife, the handle of the Shura Shenbing, more sharp than the top ten swords, and the knife in the soul of the knife, but do not know Zhu Master's swordsmanship does not know how many times.
The mad flower knife soul is limited by its own strength, but it can't play all the knives. It almost forced him to the king of the generals. After the combination with Li Qingshan, it is not the knife that Kyushu should have. It is the knife that will be used to repair the road. Where will Zhu Fuzi be an opponent?
"Women daring?" Zhu Fuzi's heart was awkward, and a strange turbulent force carried through the whole body, which made his bones crack, unable to move, and could no longer maintain the gentleman's instrument.
"Vulture is also what you can do?" Li Qingshan screamed and slammed.
When the blood splattered, Zhu Fuzi suddenly felt that his vision was separated from both sides, saw his other half, and saw the horrified faces of the great masters around him.
All of this is long-lived. In fact, only in the blink of an eye, Li Qingshan cited one, grabbed, drank, and slashed, and in the eyes of the public, Zhu Fuzi was smashed under the knife!
Everyone suddenly remembered the words of Li Qingshan. "If it is a ghost under my knife, I will regret it!"
"No, I will never die here!"
A white Yuan Ying flew out and rushed away, but a big hand followed, and he took it over and over, "Want to go?"
"Don't!" The famous master of the ministry sang a low drink and displayed a fixed spell.
Li Qingshan has a shape.
"The enchanting is crazy!" "Zhu Daoyou is going!"
The great masters shot together and displayed the unique learning of each family.
Li Qingshan was shocked. He just broke free from the spell of the body, and a vast field spread out beside him. He found himself standing in the golden sea of ​​deep waist, and a few white clouds floating in the sky of the blue sky. The warm wind swells through a layer of wheat waves, and the air is filled with a burning and fresh breath, which makes people feel calm and sleepy.
"This is an old idyllic secret. The murderousness of the Taoist friends is too heavy. Let's rest here and feel the idyllic scenery!" An old voice came from the sky.
"You are a big monk in the farm?" asked Li Qingshan.
"It’s just an old man who farms the fields. It’s raining, everything is going to recover!

Under the command of the farmer's master, the scenery of the pastoral mystery suddenly changed, and countless plants were drilled from the earth and rushed to Li Qingshan.
"This is the so-called pastoral scenery?" Li Qingshan sneered slightly.
"You must blame yourself for killing yourself. Some of your friends will quickly shoot, and demon slayer!"
The voice has not fallen, a string of humming, time, murderous, like a thousand troops and horses.
It is the hum of the Master of Musical Masters~EbookFREE.me~ Although it is not as grand as the singer of the Sanskrit Zen, it is as sharp as a sword, and it has crossed the rolling wheat waves and came to Li Qingshan.
The sky of the blue sky suddenly darkened, the wind was rising, the clouds were dense, and there was a thunder.
A Taoist wearing a high crown and wearing a feather coat stood in the wind, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, and the thunder was wrapped around the sword. He crossed an arc and pointed to Li Qingshan: "Le Gong helped me, Tianlei demon!"

A huge figure of lightning is intertwined, with double wings, a pointed monkey face, a left hand holding a wedge, a right hand holding a cone, and a knock.
When the sky was bright, a thunderous thunder slammed into Li Qingshan.
It is the Taoist's most powerful Lei Fa. Zhou Tong, the home of hundreds of scholastics in the past, repaired this method. Compared with the Taoist master, it is like a child.
It seems that it is really the thunder and the world, law enforcement on the day, annihilation of evil spirits!
"I want to kill him, who can stop me?"
Li Qingshan is slashing! (To be continued)