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The crossbow bolt broke through the air, and the power was not much inferior to the cracked stone bow, and the "bell bell bell" penetrated the iron armor and pierced into Li Qingshan's body, and Li Qingshan's figure suddenly froze. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Xiong Xiangwu sneered: "Just rely on you, and you are also worthy of fighting with me, it is cheaper for you to die like this!" These dozen crossbows were obtained by him after a lot of effort, and these crossbowmen were also trained by him for a great deal of time, and they were the real killer features of his Black Wind Village.

He did too much evil, and the other forces in Qingyang City regarded him as a thorn in their side, and they couldn't sleep if they didn't have a little defense.

"And then?" Li Qingshan, who should have died, suddenly raised his head and asked, the crossbow bolt was nailed to the iron armor, but it failed to penetrate his fascia, he also broke out in a cold sweat, if it weren't for this iron armor body, which dissipated the impact, his "Bull Demon Refining Skin" would never be able to resist the crossbow shooting, Rao is so, it also took him a while to slow down, the strong bow and crossbow is really an artifact for hunting masters.

"Protect the crossbowmen, shoot again!" The second master ordered loudly, the bandits rushed up, and the crossbowmen hurriedly changed their arrows, the crossbow is strong in the easy to use, but the speed is far less than the bow, so it is very easy to be damaged, but with such a command, it can exert the maximum lethality, and a group of bandits will be commanded like an army.

"Sweep away thousands of troops!" How could Li Qingshan be willing to be a target, identify the place with the largest number of bandits, transport the overlord marksmanship, and rush straight over like a chariot, the guns are rolling, and more than a dozen bandits are involved, as if the black dragon swallows the prey in one bite, and when it spits out, it is more than a dozen dead corpses.

With these people, how can they stop him?

Before a crossbowman could pull the string, his chest was pierced by a large gun, and his hundred-pound body was picked up and killed, killing another crossbowman in the distance.

Li Qingshan's guns were one, rushing left and right in the crowd, only attacking but not defending, swords, guns and halberds fell on his body, and he was immediately ejected by the iron armor, which could not hurt him at all, and his big gun was swung out, but it was pierced through the chest and skull, and there were no casualties.

In a moment, dozens of bandits were killed, and more than half of the crossbowmen were killed, and he stood among the thieves, with more than ten crossbow arrows nailed to his body in iron armor, and he was soaked in blood.

A thief wanted to sneak attack from behind, he looked back, red light flashed in his eyes, and before he could make a move, the thief's face suddenly turned blue, and he was scared to death.

Xiong Xiangwu's heart was painful and furious, even if he won this time, it would greatly damage his vitality. The faces of the other masters are not good-looking, this Li Qingshan's martial arts are so high that it can be said that it is beyond their imagination.

The second master said: "Don't be anxious, this Li Qingshan wears iron armor with a big gun, it seems to be invulnerable and powerful, but it has to carry hundreds of pounds of weight, even if it is a high martial art, it can't last long, you might as well wait for him to be tired, and then make a move, and recruit the lost subordinates." ”

The master competes, there are rarely any big battles for three days and three nights, and even more than one cup of tea is rare, because the soldiers are fierce and dangerous, and a careless move is a judgment of life and death, and the warrior is to burst out of his body and will in an instant, and overwhelm the opponent in one go.

Xiong Xiangwu made up his mind, he expected that even if it was himself, he fired the Split Stone Bow dozens of times, and then rushed to kill with such weapons and equipment, he would not be able to support it for a while, and even if a person has great ability, once his body is exhausted, he can only be slaughtered by others. This is the terrible thing about the battle array, and the ants bite the elephant to death is not just talking.

But which Cheng thought that Li Qingshan was not only not tired, but became more and more courageous, the gourd spirit wine he drank, the medicinal properties were amazing, burning in his body, the power kept gushing out, the overlord gun danced into a phantom in his hand, the gun moved with the person, and the direct killing was hearty, and he was covered in blood. And the "Bull Demon Powerful Fist" he cultivated is not comparable to mortal martial arts, and the most praised thing about cattle is often not strength, but endurance.

Seeing that the thieves were dying more and more, and the corpses were all over the place, almost routing, the second boss sweated on his forehead: "What's going on?"

The snow fell heavier and heavier, as big as goose feathers, and fell to the earth, covering a thousand mountains.

Falling towards Li Qingshan, he was immediately swept out by the fierce gunwind, and a bandit was picked up and landed on the ground, staining a piece of snow into a blood-red patch. The remaining thieves no longer saw the slightest ferocity, and retreated in panic, Li Qingshan slapped the big gun in his hand, "It's snowing!"

Xiong Xiangwu decisively ordered: "Do it!" connected with the other masters, and flew down together, and the morale of the bandits was suddenly greatly boosted.

Seven masters smashed down with a hammer, the air roared, and before it was smashed, it brought a burst of hurricane, which was amazing and terrifying. He is naturally strong and can kill tigers and bears.

The second master said: "Don't touch him!"

"It's good to come!"

Li Qingshan made a move to "carry the overlord to carry the ding", and the overlord gun was held upward.

"Bell", with a loud bang, the guns and hammers collided, and the hammer flew back upside down and smashed on the heads of the seven masters, and the brains burst out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three whips in the hands of the fourth master quickly whipped Li Qingshan's waist, the fifth master made a ghost-headed knife to slash Li Qingshan's back, but the second master used an iron bone fan to hide in the momentum, and pointed at Li Qingshan's defenseless back of the head with a vicious point.

However, the most dangerous thing was still the palm that Xiong Xiangwu grabbed at his face.

Even though Li Qingshan was able to resist these attacks with the Bull Demon Refining Skin and Iron Armor, the impact would also make him extremely uncomfortable, and his body slowed down, and he accidentally fell into the road.

He finally understood why when he said that he wanted to set foot in Heifeng Village, even an old man like Liu Hong changed his face. I don't want to believe it, the danger is really unimaginable.

"Bull Demon stomps on the ground!" He had an idea, and all his true qi surged to his right foot, and he stepped heavily on the ground, causing a small earthquake within a radius of one zhang, the ground cracked and sinked, and the shock wave rolled in all directions.

Martial arts pay attention to the power from the ground, the feet take root, as long as the immortal who does not cultivate the wind and clouds, it is inseparable from the land under his feet, a few masters are attacking like the wind, but the feet are dead on the ground.

As soon as Li Qingshan stepped down, their bodies were immediately unstable, only to feel a shock wave hitting their feet, dizzy and ready to vomit blood, and the offensive in their hands was also scattered and weak, falling on Li Qingshan, no matter how difficult it worked, only Xiong Xiangwu's martial arts were the highest, and his palm claws still maintained their might.

Li Qingshan laughed, his body retreated sharply, avoiding Xiong Xiangwu to grab him in front of him, and slammed into the four masters behind him, and at the same time stabbed Xiong Xiangwu in the chest with a shot.

The four masters screamed, their bones shattered, and they flew out upside down. Xiong Xiangwu turned around with his palms, temporarily avoiding Li Qingshan's dragon shot.

Li Qingshan let go of the gun, grabbed his head with his probing hand, and slammed it on the ground, "bang", like a watermelon cracking, all the red and white flowed out, and he fished back the overlord gun with his backhand, and went sideways in front of him, posing as a "hegemon horizontal column".

In the blink of an eye, he broke the offensive of Black Wind Village, and also killed four masters. Under his hands, the third-rate master is as fragile as a child.

The rest of the bandits were stunned as if they had been immobilized, but they didn't expect their cottage to be so fragile, as fragile as the village they had ravaged.

The snow became heavier and heavier, and the snow was stained red with blood, and then it was covered with snow and frozen, condensing into a tragic scene of red and white.

The promise of stepping on the Black Wind Village is being realized little by little!PS: In view of the fact that many friends are too slow to update the update, from next week, I will increase the update speed, don't say anything, and work hard to forge ahead! ^_^

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