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At this time, Li Qingshan's steel knife took another person's life, although he was also stabbed in the back, but the flesh was not deep, and the wound contracted, and not much blood flowed out. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

At the same time, a waist knife stabbed diagonally into his lower abdomen, and he clung to the blade, and slashed off a head full of terror.

That fierce air is intimidating.

Xiao Hei was not convinced, but Li Qingshan's sudden sneak attack was the only way to defeat them, and he was bent on finding a chance to retrieve the scene, at this time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Li Qingshan's exquisite knife skills and the ferocity of the killing made him frightened.

This beast is not something that a half-tone hunter like him can hunt, but fortunately he was in the downtown and did not really draw a knife against Li Qingshan.

In a moment, seven people lay down on the corpses, and Li Qingshan knelt on one knee with a broken steel knife, covered with more than ten wounds, and his clothes were stained with blood, both other people's and his own.

The only remaining ginseng picker, his face was full of fear and madness, although he had also done a lot of murder and overkill, but they were all bullying the good, how had he ever seen such a tragic fight in his life: "You...... You lunatic!"

Li Qingshan's expression was like a hard bluestone, between life and death, every move and style he made was exerted at a super level, stimulating the potential in his body. But this is also extremely exhausting, and it will be exhausting in a few moments.

Is this the path I chose? It's bloody!

Qingniu stood aside slowly, as if asking: Do you regret it?

"I'll kill you!" the picker roared and rushed forward.

There was no trace of strength on his body, the blade fell on his neck, and the cold hairs stood up, Li Qingshan roared: "I don't regret it!" The breath in his body flowed, all of which poured into his hand, clenched the steel knife, and waved the knife to meet it.

"Collapse" "Whoosh!" The bowstring tore through the air, and a feathered arrow shot in, nailing the last of the ginseng pickers to the ground.

Li Qingshan looked up in amazement, and several sturdy figures slipped down from the mountain wall, it was the Orion of Lemazhuang, they approached Li Qingshan carefully, and suddenly stepped forward to grab his limbs.

But at that moment just now, Li Qingshan exhausted the strength in his body and was carried up to the valley by them.

"Boy, you're doing a good job!" Huang Aihu put away his big bow, praised it, and said no more. With a wave of their hands, the hunters were back on either side of the valley.

After a while, the other ginseng pickers arrived, looked at the corpse of their companion with a solemn face, and when they saw the ginseng picker who was nailed to the ground, their faces suddenly changed greatly, and they shouted: "Retreat!"

"Release!" Huang Sickhu gave an order, and arrows fell like rain on both sides of the valley.

The pickers suddenly waved their waist knives, but unless the martial arts were too far apart, how could they block the arrows, and a miserable scream sounded.

And Huang Yihu held a big bow, stood on a protruding boulder, and specifically killed the pickers who tried to escape, and every arrow must be hit, and the arrow was not missing, just like the god of death.

Li Qingshan propped up his body and watched, and he also felt shocked in his heart, on the one hand, he was shocked that the battle between the two Zhuangzi was so light and tragic, and on the other hand, he was shocked by the power of the bow and arrow.

He cultivated the Bull Demon Powerful Fist, and the fastest growth was strength, if he could open a big bow, wouldn't he be able to kill people like this like slaughtering dogs.

By the time the tiger fired its fifth arrow, the screams had stopped, and only a faint moan remained.

"Yellow Sick Tiger!" a ginseng picker who had been shot through the thigh let out a terrible roar.

"It's down there!" Huang Yihu jumped off the high rock, opened his mouth and asked, "Where is the spirit ginseng?" If you say it quickly, I will give you a good time!"

"You...... How do you know?"

"I still know a little about the 100,000 mountains on the side of the mountain, the ginseng appears in the mountains near Lemazhuang, and taking it can get rid of all kinds of diseases and prolong life, isn't it? If you want to take food from your mouth, you are too self-conscious. ”

"You want to use the spirit ginseng to cure your illness, but it's just wishful thinking, you don't know how to catch the spirit ginseng at all, wait, Shenwangzhuang won't give up!"

"With your scattered broken Zhuangzi, you also want to compete with Le Ma Zhuang?"

"Hehehehe, when the news spreads, I don't know how many strong players will gather in Le Ma Zhuang. ”

Huang Sickhu's face changed slightly: "Are you willing to do it?" Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, with a wave of his hand, the hunters stepped forward one after another, killed the undead ginseng picker, and then collected the belongings on his body, and then lifted them up and threw them into the valley.

In the blink of an eye, the corpses all over the ground were cleaned up, only the remaining bloodstains showed the fierceness of the battle, and when a mountain rain fell, there would be nothing left.

Human life, at some point, is really as cheap as an ant.

The eyes of the hunters once again turned to Li Qingshan, which included both admiration and appreciation, and undisguised murderous aura.

Li Qingshan himself heard a big secret, the people of Lemazhuang would never let him go, the easiest way was naturally to kill him with a knife and throw them into the valley with those ginseng pickers.

Hate Qingniu refused to help, let him wander between life and death, this trip out of the mountain, he not only understood that his strength was not what it used to be, but also realized that he was weak now, maybe this is the purpose of Qingniu.

Huang Yihu said: "Little brother, are you willing to sit with me in Le Ma Village?"

"What if I say I don't want to?"

"I don't know how to lift!" "Kill him!" the hunters were furious.

Huang Yihu waved his hand and said: "I will not kill innocent people, if you don't want to, just leave by yourself! I believe that you are not a person with many mouths and many tongues." ”

Li Qingshan has never been so unreasonable, with the other party's heroic demeanor, he will not be soft when he kills people, he may not kill, those hunters under him are all murderous.

And he also intends to visit the Le Ma Village, maybe he can learn some hunting and archery methods. Then you can survive independently, without the assistance of the green ox, and your own strength can also be greatly increased. As for the spirit ginseng, he didn't dare to think about it.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. ”

Huang Yihu smiled and ordered someone to send ointment to Li Qingshan, but he found that the wound on his body was shrinking and not bleeding, which was amazing.

Li Qingshan came to the ox cart in pain, took out the newly bought ginseng, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, patted the mud seal of the wine jar, and poured a stomach of wine with a gurgling stomach.

When the wine washed away the ginseng, a hot breath spread in the abdomen, and I immediately felt a lot more energetic, which surprised everyone.

Li Qingshan climbed into the ox cart, ignored others, closed his eyes and meditated. The exhaustion and pain on Huifù's body are still secondary, and he wants to take this opportunity to summarize the gains and losses of this battle.

First of all, we can no longer have a fluke heart, we have heard people say that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and today can be regarded as a personal experience, if you are not careful, you may lose your life, and human life is too cheap in this world. You can't always have someone to help, and you can't rely on on-the-spot outbursts. To have courage and no strategy is to seek your own death, and this good life must be cherished.

But in this life-and-death struggle, his understanding of "Bull Demon Powerful Fist" has deepened again, and the spirit of the whole person has become a little different, as if a treasure knife has been sharpened.

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