Vol 9 Chapter 76: The battle of novelists (middle)

Wang Luocheng has a lot of hobbies, such as walking dogs, drinking chickens, drinking flowers, playing with women, etc. There are also many good at them, but none of them are fighting. For Li Qingshan’s murderous, the brain is running a little slower, and the instinct is going backwards. I hope other people can block him.
However, other people may not have thought that Li Qingshan said that he shot, and there is such a momentum, and the reaction is slow and slow. After all, the novelist is never known for being able to fight for good warfare, because he is willing to work hard and cannot be like other As the family often exercises battles, they are more willing to transform the beauty and practice in bed.
Of course, some are really slow, and some want to let Li Qingshan and Wang Luocheng consume, and the last two lose both sides. They immediately rule out two competitors, and between the eyes, they find that no one is a fool.
So the eight people besieged, and instantly became a one-on-one scene between Li Qingshan and Wang Luocheng. Wang Luocheng also reacted. He was sold, and his heart screamed. "It’s not a good person to write a novel!" The shocked thought is to recover a few points. Operation, immediately urging the Da Yan Rune, illusion of a door made by a hundred steels, one foot thick.
At the same time, hurriedly urged the bodyguards on the body, as long as they stopped Li Qingshan's moments of effort, others could not stand by and watch the situation.
However, Wang Luocheng also had a sigh of relief in the future, a loud bang, and the giant door shook inwardly. Li Qingshan broke into the door like a paper door, and the five fingers smashed Zhang Yan to his door.
Only a few people have seen it clearly. At the moment when Li Qingshan collided with the gate, his hands were repeatedly pressed dozens of times, fundamentally destroying its structure.
Wang Luocheng’s heart screamed and screamed, and a flying sword was pulled out of his sleeve. He stabbed Li Qingshan’s chest and the sword was shining. It was also a weapon, although it was the weakest groceries. Power is not to be underestimated.
Liu Chuanfeng couldn't help but stand up and face with anger and worry. He couldn't use the bodyguards and the magical weapon. How can he resist the flying sword assassination!
Li Qingshan simply ignored Feijian and took out the fierce momentum that had to crush Wang Luocheng’s head. Wang Luocheng was terrified and retreated. With a heart, the light on the flying sword was a little bit bleak and the speed slowed down.
Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and the left hand buckled a finger. With a bang, the flying sword flew out. With the right hand, he became a fist and slammed into the chest of Wang Luocheng.
A slamming sound, between the scattered light, Wang Luocheng vomiting blood to fly out, that a protective body has been torn apart, only a thin layer of protective body aura, how to block Li Qingshan's fist.
Wang Luocheng was only the beginning of the foundation, and it was the difference between Li Qingshan and the two realms. The practice of practicing is also inferior to the "The Sea is worthless." Not to mention the gap in the refining body, Li Qingshan did not even use the giant magic of the bull, and finally received a three-point effort, otherwise it would be no surprise to kill Wang Luocheng.
Wang Luocheng fell to the ground and was in a coma. The medical disciple carried him down for medical treatment. Li Qingshan turned around and faced the remaining seven people, erecting a finger: "One!"
Although I have experienced a lot of wits and wits, but in the eyes of others, Li Qingshan has killed a Zhuji monk.
"Sure enough, the name is nothing. This grandfather is not so warlike. It is so fierce! Iron clothes, is he really a novelist disciple? I see that it is our military disciple!"
Han Yongan is the owner of the military. Surprise color. The heads of the military homes of other houses stood by and surrounded by Han Tieyi. The Han family has been in charge of the generals for many years, and the disciples of the Ruyi County are all under the old ranks. Therefore, when talking about Li Qingshan, he called it "Grandfather."
Han Tieyi said: "He did become a soldier."
"Fortunately, he is a novelist disciple, otherwise if you represent the military, then we can directly admit defeat."
Han Tieyi said: "Do you think you can win now?"
"You are not crazy, the uncles will call you two pounds this year, see if it is a tiger father dog." The crowd burst into laughter and someone said: "Look, my grandfather shot again!"
Li Qingshan swelled up like a dreamy light blue halo, and said: "This is the novelist's acting after all. If I don't use Da Yan, I will be dissatisfied even if I win them. I will let them be convinced."
Wholeheartedly urging the Da Yan Rune, a trace of willingness to be pulled out, gradually intertwined into a human form of virtual shadow, bones, blood, meridians, he has never been so serious to promote the Da Yan Rune.
"Everyone works together!"
The remaining seven novelist monks have come back to see that Li Qingshan is so fierce, and he dares to save any other ideas. He really wants him to win with one enemy and eight, and that face can be lost. If you let Li Qingshan know the thoughts in their hearts, you must be very surprised, you still know the face!
The four pieces of the instrument carry three pieces of implements, and they greet Li Qingshan together. At the same time, they use the big derivation of the gods to sculpt out the swords and swords, and the fierce beasts, and they rushed to Li Qingshan.
The offensive is huge, and the momentum is huge, so that the onlookers feel that the novelist does not think that the legend is so incompetent.
Li Qingshan broke through the air and led the water fire knife and flew to the sky.
The figure he carefully created has been formed. He is a blue boy. He is dressed in a rustic style. His face is also gray and gray. The facial features are Zhou Zhengjunxiu, and he is full of anger. He said: "In the next Zeng Aiu, to all of you. Ask for advice!"
Li Qingshan scratched his head. He intended to launch an attack on his own, so that this had been attacked by a cow, but he did not expect him to be so bright and open~EbookFREE.me~ it was exactly the same as written on the book.
It seems that the characters derived by the novelist are not ordinary shackles. The higher the realm of the great derivation, the more spiritual the derived characters are. Only by the coercive power of the great derivation can the traits be violated. Things.
Everyone did not expect Li Qingshan to spend half a day's strength, and he developed such a country. One of the novelists was specially devoted to Li Qingshan's work. He shouted: "Don't care, he is Zhang..."
"Mouth Hu, you all give me up!" Zeng A Niu screamed, interrupted his words, and held up his hands: "The power of the dragon, the attack of the sky!"
Originally a rustic and honest face, the eyebrows fluttered and danced, and became imposing, and the muscles bulged and smashed the clothes, dancing like a butterfly. A silver-white giant sword appeared on the top of his head, and a golden dragon wrapped around the hilt and slammed down.
The silver-white sword illuminates the heavens and the earth, and the sharp and unparalleled swordsman whistling away, screaming at the novelist seven.
Even Li Qingshan stunned. "Wow! I almost forgot. I am an adapted version. It is not the poor man who failed to open the harem, but the tyrant of the tyrant, the demon of the sword!"