The crossbow arrow broke through the air and attacked, and its power was no less than that of the cracked stone bow. "Dangdangdangdang" penetrated the iron armor and penetrated Li Qingshan's body. Li Qingshan's figure suddenly froze.

Xiong Xiangwu sneered, "You are worthy of fighting with me. You will be cheap to die like this!" He had done a lot of effort to get these dozen powerful crossbows. He spent a lot of time training these crossbowmen, and they were his real killer moves in Heifeng Village.

He did too much evil, and other forces in Qingyang City regarded him as a thorn in their eyes. If they were not prepared, they would not be able to sleep. Even if they were a top expert, they would not be able to escape death.

"What then?" Li Qingshan, who should have died, suddenly raised his head and asked. The crossbow arrow was nailed to the iron armor, but it could not penetrate his fascia. He also broke out in cold sweat. If it weren't for the iron armor protecting the body and dispelling the impact, his "bull demon skin refining" would never be able to withstand the powerful crossbow shooting. Even so, he took a while to recover. The strong bow and crossbow was really a magic weapon to hunt masters.

"Protect the crossbowman and shoot again!" The second in commander loudly ordered, and the bandits rushed up, and the crossbowmen quickly changed arrows. The crossbowman was easy to use, but the speed was far less than the bow, so it was very easy to damage. However, with such command, the maximum lethality can be exerted, and a group of bandits could be commanded like an army.

"Sweeping thousands of troops!" How could Li Qingshan be willing to be a target? He identified the place with the largest number of bandits, used his overlord's gun technique, rushed straight towards him like a chariot, and rolled his guns, which swept over a dozen bandits into it, as if the black dragon swallowed the prey in one bite, and when he spit it out, there were more than a dozen dead bodies.

Just these people can stop him.

Before a crossbowman could pull the string, his chest was pierced by a big gun, and his body of 100 kilograms was lifted up, killing another crossbowman in the distance.

Li Qingshan, the people and guns were united, rushed left and right in the crowd, attacking but not defending. The swords and spears fell on his body and were immediately shot by iron armor, which could not hurt him at all. However, his big gun was swung out, but his chest was broken, and he was killed or not.

In a moment, dozens of bandits were killed, and more than half of the crossbowmen were killed. He stood among the bandits, with more than ten crossbow arrows nailed to iron armor, and was soaked in blood. A violent killing aura arose, which scared the bandits torn apart.

A bandit was trying to attack from behind. He turned around and glared, and a red light flashed in his eyes. Before he could take action, the bandit's face suddenly turned ashen and was scared to death.

Xiong Xiangwu was heartbroken and furious. Even if he won, he would greatly damage his vitality. The other leaders' faces were not good-looking. Li Qingshan's martial arts skills were so high that they could be said to be beyond their imagination.

The second headmaster said: "The headmaster does not need to be anxious. Li Qingshan wears iron armor with a large gun. It seems to be impeccable and powerful, but it has to carry hundreds of kilograms of weight. No matter how high his martial arts are, it cannot last long. You might as well wait until he is tired before taking action, and recruiting his lost subordinates."

When masters compete, there are few battles for three days and three nights, and even fewer than one cup of tea. Because the warriors are fierce and dangerous, one trick is to judge both life and death. The warriors must burst out their physical strength and will in an instant, and overwhelm the opponent with one blow.

Xiong Xiangwu calmed down. He thought that even if he was himself, he would have opened a dozen times to crack the stone bow and rushed with such weapons and equipment, he would not be able to support him for a while. Even if a person has great ability, he would have to be slaughtered once his physical strength is exhausted. This is the terrible thing about the battle formation. It is definitely not just a saying that many ants bite to death.

But I didn't expect that Li Qingshan was not tired, but became more and more braver as he fought. The gourd spirit wine he drank was really amazing, burning in his body, and his power continued to surge out. The overlord gun danced into a phantom in his hands. The gun moved with people, killing it so hard that it was full of blood. The "Bul Demon Power Fist" he practiced was not comparable to that of mortal martial arts. What the most praised by the great man is often not strength, but endurance.

Seeing that more and more bandits died, corpses were everywhere, and they were almost defeated, the second head of the army sweated on his forehead: "What's going on?"

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, as big as goose feathers, falling to the earth and covering thousands of mountains.

It fell to Li Qingshan and was immediately swept out by a fierce gun storm. A bandit was picked up and landed on the ground, dyeing a piece of snow into blood. The remaining bandits no longer saw any fierceness. They retreated in panic. Li Qingshan beat the big gun in his hand, "It's so snowing!"

Xiong Xiangwu decisively ordered: "Take it!" The other leaders of China Unicom pounced down together, and the bandits immediately boosted their morale.

The seventh headman smashed it with a hammer, and the air roared. Before it was hit, it brought a rush, with amazing power and terrifying hearts. He was born with great strength and could kill tiger and bears.

The second headmaster said: "Don't fight him head-on!"

"Good come!"

Li Qingshan used a move to "the overlord carry the tripod" and the overlord spear was lifted upwards.

"Clang", with a loud bang, the gun hammer collided, the hammer flew backwards, hitting Qidang's head, and his brain ruptured.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fourth head master whipped Li Qingshan's waist with a three-section whip, the fifth head master used a ghost-headed knife to slash Li Qingshan's back, but the second head master hid in the sound with an iron fan, and the vicious point pointed at Li Qingshan's unprepared head.

However, the most dangerous thing was still the palm that Xiong Xiangwu grabbed him in the face.

Even though Li Qingshan was able to withstand these attacks with the Bull Demon's skin refining and iron armor, the impact force brought by him would make him extremely uncomfortable. His body was slowed down and he accidentally fell into the Tao.

He finally understood why even an old man like Liu Hong changed his face when he said he wanted to flatten the Heifeng Village. He refused to believe it, and the danger was so great that it was unimaginable.

"Niu Mo stepped on the ground!" He had a sudden inspiration, and all his true energy rushed to his right foot, stepped heavily on the ground, causing a small earthquake within a radius of one meter. The ground cracked and sunken, and the shock waves rolled in all directions.

Martial arts emphasizes the power of starting from the ground and taking root under the feet. As long as you have not cultivated into a god who can control the wind and tide the clouds, you cannot live without the land under your feet. Several leaders attack like the wind, but their feet are firmly stepped on the ground.

Li Qingshan stepped down and their bodies were immediately unstable. They felt a shock wave attacking along their feet, their heads were dizzy and about to vomit blood. The attack on their hands was also scattered and powerless. It fell on Li Qingshan. It was difficult to work anymore. Only Xiong Xiangwu had the highest martial arts skills and his palm claws remained powerful.

Li Qingshan laughed and retreated quickly, avoided Xiong Xiangwu and grabbed him in person, hitting the Siding House behind him hard, and at the same time stabbed Xiong Xiangwu in the chest with a shot.

The fourth head of the army screamed, his bones shattered, and he flew backwards. Xiong Xiangwu put his palms away and twisted his body, avoiding Li Qingshan's shot like a dragon.

The fifth leader has the weakest skills. Before he could recover, Li Qingshan let go of the gun, reached out and grabbed his head, swung it to the ground, and with a "bang", it was like a watermelon cracking, and all the red and white flowing out. He then took the overlord gun back with his back hand, and horizontally stepped forward, and put on the posture of "the overlord's horizontal railing".

In the blink of an eye, he broke the attack of Heifeng Village and killed four masters. Under his command, the third-rate master was as fragile as a child.

The remaining bandits were stunned as if they had been imposed. Unexpectedly, their own village was so fragile, as fragile as the village they had ravaged.

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

The promise to flatten the Black Wind Village is being realized bit by bit! ps: Given that many friends are too slow to update, from next week, they will increase the update speed, say nothing, work hard to make progress!^_^
Chapter completed!