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An old man with a goatee and a robe of sauce sè gave them a pulse, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding, sometimes looking at him, and sometimes putting his hands up and down. (If you like this book, please collect it biquge.info) On the left is the iron fist door to live Liu Hong, and behind him stands Li Long, who can add tea to him at any time.

A group of Iron Fist disciples stood on a human wall, separating many men, women, and children from the human wall, and it seemed that they were all relatives of these children, all looking nervously at their children, and if they could get the old man's nod, they would smile. If the old man shakes his head, he will be dejected.

This is a big man from Qinghe Mansion City, thousands of miles away, the dignified protector of the Iron Fist Gate, and his martial arts are superb, if he can be recognized, then his own child is really one step to the sky.

Li Qingshan saw this old man at a glance, this old man had a calm breath, slightly stronger than Feng Zhang, he was really a congenital master, but he was not a dangerous person. If he turned into a demon, he was confident that he would kill this old man with one move, and even if he maintained his human form, it would not be too much trouble, and he would only need to spend some hands and feet.

He's just wondering, what is being done.

Liu Hong sat next to the old man, although both of them were old men, even if they were ignorant children, they could see their momentum. Liu Hong sighed in his heart, there have been many amazing people in Qingyang City recently.

Since coming to Qingyang City to retire, he has not seen this strict and strict protector of the law for many years, but then again, with his second-rate skills, he has not seen it a few times back then, and the last time was at the birthday banquet of the chief helmsman more than ten years ago, when he was still in the prime of life, and the strict protector of the law is like this. Now that he has become an old man, this strict protector seems to have not changed at all.

Liu Hong said: "Strict protector of the Fa, take a rest!"

"Please use tea!" Li Long next to him hurriedly added tea, although the death of Hall Master Wu made the plan to leave Qingyang City canceled. However, he was happy in his heart, he didn't like that Wu Hall Master very much, he was rude to his master, and he deserved to die. In the blink of an eye, there was a strict protector of the law, not only the martial arts were higher, but the bearing was also much calmer, although he was arrogant, he could also take him directly to Qinghe Mansion.

Yan Song stopped. took a leisurely sip of tea: "I'm old, and my body is useless." "Let those children stand in the sun.

Liu Hongdao: "Where is the chief helmsman?"

"Don't worry, you are also an old man in the door, the surname Wu is useless, how can I blame you, I will distinguish it from the chief helmsman." Yan Song was in a good mood, of course, because he had received a lot of benefits from Liu Hong in his hands, and he didn't pay much attention to the silver, but one of the ancient paintings was made by a famous artist. It can be described as a rare daughter, which is exactly what suits his appetite.

Liu Hong was overjoyed and said, "Then thank you Dharma Protector, what do you think of these children?"

Yan Song said: "Among these children, there are still a few good seedlings. Although I don't know if I can refine qi, at least practicing martial arts is enough. If it was in Qinghe Mansion City, the children with better qualifications would have been searched for a long time ago, and a good seedling would have to compete to get it, how could they be so casually selected. ”

Liu Hong said: "They are all wise helmsmen. ”

"Huh?"

At this time, Yan Song raised his head and saw a human wall formed by the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect. A young man walked in, but after a glance, he ordered, "Let him out." Too old. And it's too mundane, there's nothing worth his attention at all.

But the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect did not stop the young man according to his words, but separated the two sides in fear, Yan Song was a little strange, only to see Li Long beside him, and even Liu Hong opened his eyes wide: "Li Qingshan!"

There was even more discussion in the crowd, "Isn't this Li Qingshan?" "Black Tiger Li Qingshan!" "I heard that he is not dead? Why did he come back again?" Li Qingshan is now in Qingyang City, and he can be regarded as a celebrity.

Li Qingshan stepped forward and beckoned with a smile: "Master Liu, long time no see." This is what kind of Dharma protector, look up for a long time!"

Yan Song's eyebrows moved. I remembered another reason for his trip, wasn't it because of this young man.

Liu Hong said embarrassedly: "You ...... You're back!"

Li Qingshan said straight to the point: "Yes." This time I want to be a villain, ask Master Liu to return a few things to me, or I would like to take less if it is not folded into a silver ticket, after all, it is not easy for you to dig it out. "The current Li Qingshan seems to be very peaceful, without a bit of majesty.

Liu Hong looked at Yan Song, Yan Song tasted the tea and said lightly: "You are Li Qingshan? Do you dare to come back?" Now if I ask, you answer, if you don't answer, I will slap you." How did Hall Master Wu die?"

He didn't even stand up, this was not a person worthy of him standing up, and Li Qingshan's "disrespect" also made him a little annoyed, and he dared to come and ask him for something after eating a leopard. Moreover, there are many signs that prove that the death of Hall Master Wu has a lot to do with this person, and of course he will not be polite to the enemy.

But even if Li Qingshan was a first-class master, or even an innate master, and had reached the realm of Qi refining, what would he do? With his second-level strength in Qi refining, he would put a few people in his eyes.

Li Qingshan is no stranger to this kind of style, that is, he has absolute confidence in his own strength, thinking that he can control the scene, and everyone needs to listen to his arrangements and be at his mercy.

However, when Li Qingshan saw those characters soaring in the sky, and then looked at Yan Song's appearance, he felt very ridiculous, like a toad screaming at Guagua, pointing fingers at a group of flies and insects, and thinking that he was the king.

So Li Qingshan laughed, I am at least a frog, and I am a very strong one.

The corners of Liu Hong's eyes twitched, I haven't seen him for a few months, this kid went out for a while, I thought he would be more restrained, but I didn't expect to come back and still look like this, peaceful on the surface, but arrogant to the extreme in his bones.

Yan Song's face was cold: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Qingshan said: "When you see something funny, you will naturally laugh!"

Yan Song slowly stood up and said, "You can try to laugh again." ”

Li Qingshan said: "Don't talk nonsense, my things are all for you to eat, and now they will spit it out for me." ”

Without warning, Yan Song stepped over a distance of several zhang, came to Li Qingshan, raised his hand and slapped it hard, Li Qingshan, who he wanted to fan, would never laugh again in his life, letting him know that there was a price to pay for provoking the Iron Fist Gate.

"Smack" a loud slap.

Yan Song's head turned to the side, a wave of flesh set off on his old face, his eyes were round, a tooth flew out, his heart was full of incredulity, he clearly did not feel a trace of internal force or true qi on Li Qingshan's body, but the speed was fast and unparalleled, could it be that he was a master of body refining? But it didn't look like he had the characteristic momentum of a master of body refining.

Li Qingshan saw that Yan Song was about to slap him, and there was not much anger in his heart, but more of a sigh, the originally swift movements were now so slow in his eyes, so slow that he almost wondered if his assessment was wrong.

And Yan Song had a lot of flaws because of his contempt for the enemy, of course Li Qingshan would not let it go, and slapped Yan Song in the face, and his smile remained unchanged: "If you don't vomit, I will beat you and vomit." ”

"Strict Protector of the Law!" Liu Hong was dumbfounded, the inviolable Strict Protector of the Law was slapped in front of so many people. I was even more surprised that Li Qingshan had become so strong, and such a growth rate was simply terrifying.

And there was also a burst of exclamations in the crowd, they were willing to bring their heirs to come, Yan Song also showed a real kung fu, and exploded the wooden stake a zhang away with one punch, in their eyes, it was simply a fairy-like means.

Li Long couldn't help but wipe his eyes, was this really the cowherd baby in Woniu Village? He felt that he didn't know this fellow villager anymore.

Yan Song was furious in his heart, took a step back, adjusted his body, and his true qi poured into his fists.

Syllable!

Li Qingshan saw that he had such a posture, how could he give him a chance to make a move, took a step forward, and slapped him again.

Li Qingshan's strength was so great, Yan Song was dizzy from being beaten, and the true qi that had just been mobilized collapsed, but he was unwilling to run again, wanting to bombard Li Qingshan.

The third slap of "snap" came down, and the hand-to-hand combat with bare hands is like this, and if you lose the upper hand in one move, it will be difficult to move back.

The "pop" slap was extremely loud, shaking the martial arts arena, except for the slap, there was no other sound.

But whenever Yan Song has a tendency to fight back, Li Qingshan will unceremoniously fight, the reason why he chose to slap is not just to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, but he has no killing intent, so he can't attack vigorously, but to suppress Yan Song in the downwind, hitting the head is the best choice, the slap is not enough to be fatal, but it can also produce a shock dàng vertigo effect, and destroy Yan Song's action, it is really the best way.

Yan Song retreated step by step, and Li Qingshan advanced step by step.

With a "bang", Yan Song sat back on his Taishi chair, covered his head and face, and shouted, "Stop fighting!" After a few slaps, he woke up from his rage and turned into fear, Li Qingshan could kill him, and the older a person is, the more he will spare his life.

Li Qingshan really stopped: "Hand over my things!"

Yan Song's face was sometimes pale and sometimes red, and he roared: "Liu Hong, what are you still standing there for?" While quietly stretching out his hand into his arms, he also has a talisman as a killer weapon, in front of so many people, he lost such a big face, this revenge is not avenged.

Li Qingshan said: "I advise you not to use it!"

Yan Song's hand trembled.

Li Qingshan said: "If you want to hit me in the face, I will hit you in the face, if you want to kill me, I can only kill you." ”

Li Qingshan's words were calm and calm, and he didn't even stop Yan Song from taking the talisman, Yan Song pinched the corner of the talisman, and the change was even more powerful, and he couldn't take it out for a while.

Yan Song said: "Really...... Did you really kill Hall Master Wu and kill those people?" Although he couldn't distinguish the bones, he found a lot of damaged blades, including Hall Master Wu's fist gloves. ！。

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