Vol 14 Chapter 42: Wan Jianfeng

Shen Yushu was so intoxicated that he broke into the Baicao Garden. He looked around but did not see the trace of Zhuo Yaozhu. He saw a black shadow in front of him. "Hey, how is a mountain here?"
Suddenly I heard the words "Li Qingshan", my heart suddenly surprised, looked up and saw Wan Jianfeng being pinched in his hand, exclaimed: "Wan brother!"
At this time, he seemed to realize what he was, his face became pale, and he slowly and stiffly raised his head, looking up at the arm of Wan Jianfeng, only to see that the black mountain turned out to be a living existence.
The boundless pressure dropped from the sky, Shen Yushu's knees were soft and fell to the ground.
"No... you are not... this is impossible..."
Li Qingshan just took a look at Shen Yushu and did not put this jumping clown in his heart.
"Li Qingshan, you dare to come back!"
Wan Jianfeng tried to struggle, but he could not afford to get away from the hand. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley. If he was just Li Qingshan’s avatar, he still had the power of a battle. But this Li Qingshan is absolutely human, not It is the power of the evil spirit. It is not what he can now compete with. It is the pressure of the light that has made him breathe hard.
"I don't come back, don't you want to go to heaven. Master, you want to die or want to live."
"What about wanting to die, how about living?"
"If you want to die, I will send you a ride now, and keep your death thoroughly and thoroughly." Li Qingshan tightened the five fingers, revealing two points in the eyes.
In an instant, Wan Jianfeng felt like he was drowned by the boundless blood sea and could not breathe.
"If you want to live, then go with me! I can help you through six days of robbery and adulthood."
At this time, the green color in the herb garden is far more than the color of the yellow, and there is still a huge amount of spiritual power to draw.
Wan Jianfeng is a Yangshen monk who has been repaired as a peak. He is only half a step away from the realm of human beings. He only needs to be inspired by Li Qingshan like a bamboo, and instill a lot of spiritual power. It will lead to six days of robbery.
"If you can really help me through six catastrophe, I will return to you." Wan Jianfeng stunned, a very heart-like look, but his heart was: 'As long as I have spent six times You can make me! ’
Li Qingshan glanced at his heart and laughed and said: "Would you be stupid?" Suddenly smiled: "Wan Shidi, take it!"
"Li Qingshan, since the ancient devils are not two, my Wanjianfeng is a sword-breaking person, and will never be with the people!"
The long sword behind Wan Jianfeng is squirting and screaming like a dragon. It is like a round of white sky, and the sunshine of the herb garden is as bright as white.
At the same time, Yang Shen is out of the glory, throwing into the dazzling Jianguang, and integrating with the long sword.
The sword is one!
During the time, all the white light converges, leaving only one layer of glare, shrouded in a three-footed sword.
Wan Jianfeng knows that he only has one chance to shoot, so the one shot is the strongest sword in his life, and all his efforts are poured into this sword.
When the sword is congested and not sent, the Yangshen has been deeply damaged. If you want to hurt the enemy and hurt yourself, the moment the sword climbs to the extreme, it is when the sun breaks.
This sword is a sword that is enough to threaten the evil spirits!
At this moment, Wan Jianfeng has not sought to escape the birth of the day, only to be able to hurt Li Qingshan, the name of the innocent sword repair.
Li Qingshan's eyes are reflected in two white-pointed swords, which are also slightly moving, seemingly for the power of this sword.
Then stretch out his right hand, erect two fingers, gently clip in the air, and clamped Jianfeng.
"The sword is good, the determination is better, and the time it takes to launch is too long."
And the most important thing is that in the "seventy-two waiting room", Li Qingshan only needs to run the array slightly, and the sword of Wan Jianfeng is falling apart.
Wan Jianfeng’s Supreme sword has not yet been sent out, and he has died in his abdomen. He snarled in his heart and snarled: "Li Qingshan, you are despicable! I would rather die than return to you."
"That can't be you."
Li Qingshan's eyes became dark and deep, like two abyss, and Wan Jianfeng felt that his heart seemed to be separated from the sword, and all his mind was inhaled.
There is boundless darkness in the bottomless abyss, and there are countless whispers in the boundless darkness, both men and women, all filled with the strongest worship and the most fanatical faith.
These sounds, when they were as fine as mosquitoes at the beginning, turned into loud mourning in a flash, and then it was a tsunami.
This is the letter and wish of the mortal beings, admiring the supreme ruler who has freed them from the boundless sin and infinite bitterness - Li Qingshan.
Wan Jianfeng also gave birth to a cult of love. Recalling the majestic appearance of Li Qingshan’s commanding army outside Heiyuncheng, he almost worshipped Li Qing’s summit, but suddenly he felt a shock and said:
No, I will never worship you. !"
The battle of Black Cloud City had a great impact on Wan Jianfeng, not because he had experienced nine deaths, but because Li Liehuo or Li Qingshan showed his fighting spirit far better than him, and even some ordinary sergeants were better than him. Dajian Xiu has a more decisive heart. This is a shameful shame for him. He also understands why he has been unable to spend six times. Therefore, it will be painful to think of the pain, and to smash the sword that is like a dead and returning to the enemy.
Wan Jianfeng would rather die than become a believer in Li Qingshan, but knows that if he continues this way, sooner or later he will be swallowed up by the sound of the mountain and the tsunami. Immediately make up your mind to prepare for the self-destruction of the sun.
The mind of the Yangshen monk is like electricity. Just a thought of a turn can make all the magical powers contained in the Yangs out of control. It is a kind of artificial fire, which is almost impossible to be prevented.
Li Qingshan was prepared: "You three are not giving me."
The three black shadows ignore the swordsmanship, and the Yangshen who flew into Wan Jianfeng is the three troubles that Li Qingshan conquered.
Wan Jianfeng's heart of dying immediately fades, and the desire to survive becomes blazing.
If a person is compared to a country, the human heart is the king. At this time, the foreign enemy is invading, the king is about to die, and there are three "great loyal ministers" in the church. Everyone has to negotiate, and the king's determination is shaken.
After all, survival is the greatest instinct.
After a while~EbookFREE.me~ Three troubles are separated from the Yangshen of Wan Jianfeng, all of them are sluggish, like a lot of effort.
Li Qingshan only let them disturb Wan Jianfeng, but they are not allowed to kill Wan Jianfeng, and the power consumed will not be supplemented. However, they have no complaints about this. It is the greatest honour to be able to die for Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan loosened the two fingers, Wan Jianfeng separated the sword, Yang Shen blamed, immediately fell from the sky, hands clasped the sword, deep worship to Li Qingshan, sincere and fearful: "My king redemption, the party is not known In general, I don’t know how to be righteous, I want to fight against my king."
Li Qingshan sighed: "If it was before, I will give you a death."
"That is what I deserve!" Wan Jianfeng said that he would have to swear by his sword.
"But it." Li Qingshan suddenly lost interest in talking to him, faintly said: "Wan Jianfeng, I am not only guilty of your innocence, but also help you through six days of robbery."
Wan Jianfeng was grateful for zero: "My king is like a sea, and he is not afraid to be a sergeant."
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