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The Longmen faction is arrogant and domineering, but at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Li Qingshan is ten times more domineering and arrogant than the Longmen faction, and in a word, it determines the fate of the two major Jianghu forces that have been entrenched in Qingyang for a long time. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

Yang Anzhi no longer had the slightest anger on his face, and he restored the calm and rational nature that a swordsman should have, and he judged Li Qingshan to be a rare strong enemy in his life based on his instinctive intuition.

But he also has absolute self-confidence, his light and elegant light skills, the most restrained Li Qingshan, a foreigner to practice kung fu, just like Li Qingshan restrained Liu Hong's iron fist. No matter how great his strength is, he can't beat anyone, and it's also a waste of power, Li Qingshan can block the sword of an ordinary Longmen disciple, but he can't block the sword of a second-rate master.

Li Qingshan was also very clear about this, and he was keenly aware that the sword worn by Yang Anzhi was different from the stainless steel long sword worn by ordinary disciples. But in the face of such an opponent, it is impossible to escape, only tǐng is facing it.

The two confronted each other, and the restaurant suddenly fell silent, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

"Boom!"

Yang Anzhi drew his sword out of the sheath, and the cold sword swept Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan's pupils shrank, and there was a faint aura on the blade of the sword, just like the knife he got today.

People are famous, and swords are also famous, this is a famous sword in Qingyang City, everyone knows.

The Flying Dragon Sword, a sword that has been passed down for generations of the Dragon Sect, is only qualified to be worn by the master. If a person is famous, he will be strong, and if he is famous, he will be rich! Even if an ordinary person holds it in his hand, this sword can be sharpened like clay. If it is in the hands of a real swordsman, it is a real murder weapon.

"This is a spiritual weapon!" Before the time returned to the banquet, Qingniu looked at the knife in Li Qingshan's hand and said.

"What is a spiritual weapon?" Li Qingshan played with the knife in his hand: "Did you really pick up a treasure for me?" In his previous life, he often read novels and wrote like this, and he went to a grocery store casually and picked up a peerless artifact, and from then on, God blocked and killed God, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha.

Qingniu smiled contemptuously and broke his illusion: "This thing is barely attached to a layer of spiritual energy, and it is not even a low-grade spiritual weapon, most of it is used by apprentices who are beginners in refining weapons, but at your level, it can barely be regarded as a treasure!"

This thing can only be used as a flying knife, whether it is for a cultivator or an ordinary martial artist, it is a waste product that is not a chicken rib.

Li Qingshan cherished the knife and put it away, this is the first piece he got, well, a spiritual weapon, it has a commemorative value, after all, it is also a rare item.

But unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, I saw another one, and it was still in the hands of the enemy.

The shopkeeper of Jin Ge Shop was also mixed in with the gentry, and when the other gentry were panicking and dodging, he looked at the Flying Dragon Sword stupidly,

If this sword was in the Jin Ge shop, even if Li Qingshan took out all the silver and knelt on the ground to beg him, he would not sell it.

The sword qi attacked, and when everyone thought that Li Qingshan would be like Fang Cai, he rolled to avoid the sword qi and came to the corner of the restaurant.

Yang Anzhi's change of move was faster, his wrist was off, and the sword light followed like a shadow, pressing towards Li Qingshan, a few feet apart, and the cold air pierced Li Qingshan's skin cold.

Wherever the two went, the gentry fled with screams, thinking they were going to use them as meat shields.

Li Qingshan hadn't been a scoundrel yet, so he reached out and grabbed a table of eight immortals and used it as a weapon to pick it up.

The huge table of eight immortals was as light as nothing in his hands, the wind was blowing, and the lights and candles were swaying.

Yang Anzhi didn't put this power in his eyes, as far as the sword light could reach, the Eight Immortals Table was like tofu, it was cut and smashed, and in a blink of an eye, only one table leg remained, pinched in Li Qingshan's hand,

Li Qingshan's donkey skills were exhausted, and he threw the table leg out fiercely, I don't know if he was flustered, but he even threw it off the rails and flew past the side of Yang An's head.

Yang An's sword was like a rainbow, and Li Qingshan's vest was attached to the wall, unable to retreat or avoid.

The restaurant was suddenly dark, and the table legs that flew out of Li Qingshan's hand shot down the last lights.

"I want to escape! it's too late!" Yang Anzhi drank hard, but he didn't see that when darkness fell, Li Qingshan's face was not panicked, but a smile.

"Bang!" Li Qingshan clapped his palms together, and in a matter of seconds, he caught the Flying Dragon Sword.

Yang Anzhi sneered, he took advantage of the momentum of soaring forward, and wanted to clamp the sword with his strength, it was wishful thinking! The blade of the sword stabbed suddenly, and between the friction of the sword palms, there was a harsh sound of metal resonating.

The tip of the sword was only three inches away from Li Qingshan's throat, Yang Anzhi's face changed suddenly, and the cold air hit the back of his head, which actually made him feel the life and death crisis that he had been away from for many years.

"This can't be!" was his first thought.

Although he can't see, but the other senses are still there, someone is close to him, how can he not find out, what a strong light skill it is, could it be a hidden weapon?

If the lights in the restaurant are still on, everyone can see that a knife flew to the back of Yang Anzhi's head, which really looked like a hidden weapon. But if someone can open the spiritual eye like Li Qingshan, they can see that this knife is held in Xiao An's white and pure little hand, which is just right.

Xiao An self-cultivated "Zhu Yan White Bone Dao", and practiced with blood every day, and was no longer afraid of this Cheng Dù's blood, and could really get close to the master's side, but he still lacked a suitable weapon.

If you use an ordinary hunting knife again, with Yang Anzhi's strength, even if he is not practicing external skills, the internal strength of the protector will also fly the knife out, and it will be difficult to cause fatal damage.

But now it's different, the spirit weapon knife is in Xiao An's hands, not only is it not a waste, but also a divine weapon for assassination.

Li Qingshan used himself as bait, just to lure Yang Anzhi here, he and Xiao An did not prepare in advance, let alone communicate with each other, they had extreme trust, and Xiao An really did not disappoint him, and the cooperation was wonderful.

Yang Anzhi is also powerful, in the slightest moment, he lowered his head to avoid, and the blade almost slid through the scalp. He was shocked but not confused, as long as he continued to exert his strength and killed Li Qingshan, he could calmly deal with the hidden weapon master behind him.

The knife turned sharply and stabbed downward.

It's not a hidden weapon!

Yang Anzhi's brain was instantly confused, because he still didn't feel the breath of a person in his back, and a cool breath rose in his heart, regardless of it, he withdrew his sword and returned to defense.

Li Qingshan bit the blade of the sword with both palms, hehe sneered, it is easy to stab, but it must be your head that is pierced first. Want to pull out?

The sword is in the people, and it is probably a lesson that every swordsman has received, not to mention that this sword is an ancestral sword.

The sword remained in Li Qingshan's hand, but the person flew out with an extremely elegant body, but the person could no longer float, and his hair was scattered, and he was extremely wolf.

And this qiē only happened in a blink of an eye, from Yang Anzhi swinging his sword, forcing Li Qingshan to the wall, and then being assassinated and retreating, it only took a few breaths.

The gentry were all flustered and couldn't react, only Liu Hong sniffled and smelled blood. His heart was full of shock, Yang Anzhi was injured?

At the last moment, Yang Anzhi decisively abandoned the sword, but he also paid a heavy price, Xiao An still used the spirit weapon knife to pull a wound more than a foot long on his back, and blood gushed down.

Li Qingshan admired his decision a little in his heart, and for the first time he realized the love mentioned in the book, even if he was an enemy of life and death, he wanted to put the other party to death at any cost, but in the confrontation, he would still be shocked by the skills shown by the opponent.

However, in the battle, of course, he will not be entangled in this kind of situation, or in a qiē right and wrong, since he has a mortal enemy, it is only right to kill the other party regardless of a qiē.

The restaurant was dark, and some lights came in through the window, Yang Anzhi's eyes widened, trying to adapt to the darkness, a black shadow appeared, and the wind hit his face, faintly with a fishy smell.

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