Chapter 44: The Head of the Dragon Gate

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Little **: "Headhunter, your body!"

"My body is well, are the people from the Black Wind Village and the Dragon Sect gone?"

"They still refuse to retreat, and they must see the owner of the village. (The text was first published in the Cabinet biquge.info)"

"Let's just say that I am seriously ill and inconvenient to see each other, if anyone dares to break in, you are welcome, shoot them!" Huang Yihu put his hands on the stove, this winter was originally for cats.

"Huang Hunting is so big, even I, Yang, want to shoot someone to death?" A voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, the door shattered, the wind struck, and a middle-aged man with a long sword hanging from his waist and an elegant face stood at the door, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword essence, and he was not as gentle as it seemed on the surface.

Huang Yihu didn't dare to slack off, jumped up, hugged his fists and said: "Master Yang, long time no see!"

Within a radius of 100 miles, there is only one person who can be called the head of the sect, and the person who comes is the head of the Longmen faction, Yang Anzhi, he has a powerful Longmen swordsmanship, and he has both light and wonderful skills, if he talks about martial arts alone, he can be called the first person in Qingyang.

And the nearby high-ranking families, if there are children who want to practice martial arts, they will be sent to the Longmen faction, these gentry children gather together, arrogant and domineering is inevitable, but at the same time, it is also a great force, even if it is Qingyang's white road force.

Yang Anzhi looked Huang Yihu up and down: "Your illness is really cured, no wonder even the elders in my sect come and refuse to meet, I don't bother to speak, where is the spirit ginseng?"

Huang Zhihu said: "I haven't seen any spirit ginseng, is there no one in Le Ma Zhuang who wants to bully me?" Dozens of hunting bows pointed at Yang Anzhi, and the hunters in the village had already reacted.

Yang Anzhi said: "If you add another Split Stone Bow, maybe you can keep me, why don't you try it." ”

Huang Yihu's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean by this?"

Yang Anzhi said: "The master of Xiongzhai is just outside the door, your splitting stone bow killed his three masters, do you want to provoke us at the same time?"

Huang Yihu laughed loudly: "The dignified Qingyang Baidao leader is actually mixed with the most ferocious bandit leader, don't you really want to be a little embarrassed? By the way, I forgot, there is no difference between you, you are all bullying and oppressing the good, speaking of which, you are still the head of Yang, you will make more money!"

Yang Anzhi's face was full of anger, and his hand was on the hilt of the sword, but the sound of the bowstring around him was tense, so he stopped his movements, and coldly threatened: "Huang Hunter may not be afraid, but if there is really a war, I think how many people can survive in this Zhuangzi?"

Huang Yihu said: "I have already eaten the spirit ginseng, and even if you talk ruthlessly, Master Yang, you won't be able to get it back." ”

Yang Anzhi said: "The spirit ginseng is really in your hands, you don't want to lie to me, the spirit ginseng is by no means something that can be digested overnight, nor can it be swallowed alone, you have used it for so long, now hand it over, I miss your love, or I can help you resist the Black Wind Village." ”

Huang Zhihu said: "If I say I eat it, I eat it, if the headhunter doesn't believe it, just come and take it!"

The bowstring is full, the long sword is unsheathed, and the battle is about to break out.

Xiao Hei on the side suddenly said: "We haven't seen any spiritual ginseng, our headhunter's illness can be cured, it is because we drank the wine given by Li Qingshan, if you want to find him, go to him!"

Yang Anzhi's eyes lit up, Huang Yihu was furious, and shouted: "Shut up for me!"

Xiao Hei said: "Headhunter, he is just an outsider, he gave you spirit wine, and also took the Split Stone Bow, we don't owe them anything, why bother to protect him, I am also thinking about Zhuangzi!"

Yang Anzhi said with a smile: "I see, but Yang is wrong to blame Brother Huang, no wonder that kid's martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds, don't let it go." "If Li Qingshan is here, he will know that this person's light skills are ten times better than his son Yang Jun and those disciples.

The hunters did not get the order, and they did not dare to release the arrows lightly, and Yang An left a sentence from afar: "The yellow headhunter is really well-controlled, and the children of Zhuangzhong have always thought about the overall situation." ”

Huang Yihu's face is even more ugly, the leader of any force must have absolute authority, as long as a decision is made, whether it is right or wrong, his subordinates are not allowed to disobey.

"Li Qingshan and I have a life-saving grace, he took out the spirit wine regardless of the risk, he can trust me, otherwise no one will know that he is pregnant with spirit ginseng, you are trapping me in injustice. ”

Xiao Hei knelt down: "Xiao Hei is willing to die!"

A group of hunters gathered up to persuade each other, "Headhunter, Xiao Hei is also for Zhuangzi!" "After so many days, Qingshan has fled to nowhere, and we don't have to resist at all." ”

Li Qingshan looked at the big man who crawled forward to report, and his eyes fell on the trembling big man who stayed in front of the door, and wondered, "Am I so terrible?"

Leaving the big man only hated his slow legs and feet, let his companions take the lead, as for the question of whether it was terrible or not, he didn't dare to answer, he only knew that the young man in front of him had killed dozens of thieves with his own hands, and he also got inside information, knowing that he would torture and kill to death in the famous Heifeng Village in Qingyang. Such people are not terrible, but who else is terrible?

A man in his thirties with a fierce face will be scared to any ordinary person when he sees it, while the other is a young man who is fifteen years old and has not yet taken off the childishness on his face, without the slightest fierce appearance.

But when the former sees the latter, it's like a mouse meeting a cat, which is really weird. Li Qingshan suddenly understood that his reputation had been established, although it started with the not-so-nice nickname of "Xiashan Tiger", it was enough to deter Xiaoxiao.

After a while, Li Long went out of the door, and when he saw Li Qingshan, his heart suddenly jumped, his eyes did not dare to meet his eyes, and he remembered the bloody scene he saw in the mountains a few days ago, and an irrepressible fear rose from his heart.

He smiled unnaturally and said, "Yes...... It's Qingshan, our master is invited!"

Li Qingshan followed him into the door, bypassed the shadow wall with the word "martial arts" written on it, passed through the courtyard gate, and came to the martial arts training ground.

Liu Hong, the master of the Iron Fist Gate, sat on the Taishi chair with a horizontal sword, and said in a deep voice: "You are Li Qingshan, the tiger of the lower mountain?"

Li Qingshan frowned, not only for this horse-like posture, but also for the nickname of Xiashan Tiger, if anyone sues him now, as long as he kills someone, he can change to a better nickname, and he will definitely rush over and kill him without hesitation.

"The master of the door asks you!" the man closest to Liu Hong shouted in a voice like a Hong Zhong, he was full of muscles, tattoos, and his temples were slightly raised, showing that he was a master of both internal and external cultivation.

Li Qingshan estimated that this person's strength should be above the three masters, no wonder he dared to speak to himself like this, the Iron Fist Gate can dominate in Qingyang City, and he also has something to do.

Li Long hurriedly said: "Senior brother, calm your anger, Qingshan is from the village, and I have never seen the world. He tugged at Li Qingshan's sleeve again: "I haven't seen my master yet." ”

Li Qingshan casually arched his hand: "I've seen Old Hero Liu!" But without much respect, Liu Hong frowned, and the Iron Fist disciples on both sides showed anger.

Li Long blamed him for being ignorant, you have already offended Heifeng Village, only by asking the master to call the shots, and then letting Lemazhuang Huang Yihu come forward, it is possible to settle this matter, the master is a second-rate master, isn't it worth your worship?

"This is our senior brother, the people in the rivers and lakes call ......" Li Qingshan waved his hand and interrupted: "The name of the miscellaneous fish, you don't have to remember it." "He is not a rude person, but he will never be polite if others are rude to him first.

Li Long's voice froze, the senior brother's face instantly turned red, and the bones on his body rattled, and he pressed towards Li Qingshan with a fierce momentum.

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