Vol 11 Chapter 151: Kill or not kill, save or not save

Rumble!
A huge stone collapsed from the top of the mountain, with all the way to the dust, and even washed away several halls, not only did not slow down, but the faster and faster, to destroy everything along the way, the monks fled, as if the end of the day.
The Zen master of the glory came to me, blocking the front of the boulder. The palm of the hand smashed the boulder and looked up. The pair of iron hooves looked like a giant pillar, and the dark body was cast by black iron.
Dafoshan seems to have risen a lot, and there is a peak in the air. The dragonfly stands on the big Buddha. The wide and beautiful wings open like a cloud covering the sky. It is covered in the sky above the Big Buddha Mountain. The light of Ming Yao.
Big Foshan is burning!
"evildoer!"
He was so angry and irritated in his chest that he wanted to stand up and fight with it, but he knew that it was just a moth, and the aftermath of the battle was not what he could bear.
The first ones have shot and blocked a block of boulder. They are all famous sorghums in Qingzhou. All they can do at this time is to eliminate as much as possible the damage caused by the aftermath of the battle to Tianlong Zen.
boom!
A thunder, shining a thousand miles, hit Li Qingshan's head, his head was slightly biased, and his body was paralyzed, and Chu Wang Jinyin pressed down a few feet.
"You friends, take this opportunity and kill this demon!"
The voice of the Taoist Grand Master has not fallen, and several kings have risen up in the air, and the form is either human or beast. The big ones are the size of the pavilion, but the small ones are only half of the ordinary people.
"Oh, the danger of swearing!"
Li Qingshan's tiger eyes are round and swaying. As soon as the wind blew away, the Taoist Grand Master flew out. Behind him, the tiger's tail swayed, and the mad knives swept away. The violent wind swept the knives, and the two kings were involved in it. They immediately turned into powder and exploded.
The sound of the music came from me, and the curse made me linger, causing him to be upset and turn around. The Master of Lejia is standing at a great distance from the famous masters. I dare not approach him again.
"Two flies!" Li Qingshan turned back and calmed his mind, releasing a turbulent force in his hands and constantly adjusting the frequency of strength and weakness. The violent resonance of the Chu King gold seal was triggered. The light is cut by layers.
Chu Lie Wang Dao: "Golden Commander, General Yue, the two repairs are more than that!"
Jin Fugui and Yue Wuyang look at each other and talk about the way to fight. What musicians are not as good as the military and the legalists, but they have never done their best. Jin Fugui and his non-roar have a feeling of friendship, and they feel that this matter is very doubtful. Yue Wuyang is a good impression of Li Qingshan, and with the reason of Han Qiongzhi, he is not willing to kill the killer.
I intended to follow the tide, watching Chu Lie Wang and other people demon slayer, but did not expect Li Qingshan to be so strong, in front of everyone's face smashed Zhu Fuzi, even the farmer's Feng Daoyou did not know where to go. Chu Lie Wang even took out the "Chu Wang Jinyin" and it was difficult to kill him. At this time, if he did not try his best, he could not say it.
"Black Clouds and Jail!"
Jin Fugui's hands are in a virtual cage. There are a few black sands in his palms. There is no more mediocrity and goodness on his face. The blackness is like the coolness of the land. His hands are rising, and the sand is flying in the sky. It is like a scrolling black cloud, rolling into Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan’s head turned, blowing the wind and whistling away. He wanted to blow up the black cloud sand, but the black cloud sand rushed up and shrouded his body. Even if it was blowing the wind, it was difficult to cover everything. The black sand fell on the body. A violent pain came, deep into the soul, can not help but frown, this is a field dedicated to combat, not the farmer's "idyllic secret" can compare.
Yue Wuyang eyes doubled, locked the blade in the air and whistling and dancing, the tall and straight body underneath, like a beast before the slamming, the big gun in the hand, the light flashed in the eyes, a shot broke, like a black dragon landing.
clang!
When the guns collided, the gun tip immediately broke a gap. Yue Wuyang felt a strong force from the knife and was pushed backwards. He was shocked: "Is there just such a strength in the tail?" A heart in the heart: "My Yue Wuyang Will lose to a tail!" The muscles of the arms are knotted, and the knife is slamming against the blade.
"The two Taoist friends are doing well!" Taoist Grand Master said: "Thunder and thunder!"
The Thunder's intertwined Ray Gong virtual shadow, suddenly opened the wings, issued a sound like an eagle-like cow, released thousands of Thunder, bombarded on Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan's huge body can't be dodged. Only when he is arbitrarily slaughtered, in the state of the tiger's fury, he can't display any defensive magical powers. He can only bear with a huge body, and the originally straight waist suddenly bends down.
"This group of guys is really troublesome!"
"Are you kidnapped? They want to kill you! Quickly kill them! Even if they are your relatives, is this time to stay? You really are invincible!" Since the beginning of the war, he has been silent and screaming, and suddenly screamed.
Li Qingshan’s heart was shocked. Although it’s sinister today, it’s not a dead end, and there’s no such thing as a desperate fight. Everything started with the sword palace, so he didn't have much to kill these great masters who didn't know each other. He always left some room between intentional and unintentional, and tried his own means.
He could have slammed the farmer's grandmaster with a punch, rather than jokes on the ground. Ben could kill Zhu Fuzi with a knife, and he would not give him the opportunity to take out the Yuan Ying. He never felt that Zhu Fuzi could cause harm to himself, and hate was just his mouth.
Tianlong Zen, he is not willing to kill ~EbookFREE.me~ Even for the Chu Lie Wang who is destined to put him to death on his head, there is a thought in his heart: "He is the personal father of Xiao An. I can't kill him!"
It is these subtle psychology, as if the invisible chain has tied his hands and feet, and all his magical swords are all a little bit worse. Even if two mortals fight, if one party has the determination to kill, but one party does not, it is enough to decide whether life or death is won.
The owner of the Tibetan sword palace looked up at Li Qingshan, and his face became more and more dignified. This kind of power is simply unreasonable. Even those big demon kings who have lived for a long time have not had such force.
"The palace master can know the truth of playing with fire? I advise you to return to the Tibetan sword palace at a rapid speed. You may also be able to save a life by relying on the mountain sword array." Gu Yanying said.
"If he doesn't fall today, I will never have a sword in the palace. If you can't wait, I will give you a good time!"
Yitianjian suddenly rises high, and Jianmang whispers and stretches. When he is under a sword, he has turned into a giant sword. He goes to Gu Yanying and bows to the flowers in the hot air hell. The ultimate goal is Li Qingshan.
"I see you save or not!" To be continued. . )