The bandits laughed, as if they had heard an extremely ridiculous joke, but the third master felt something terrible about Li Qingshan and did not laugh out loud.
The head fell to the ground, and the bowstring was full.
"Death!" Li Qingshan made a move in an instant, the roar in his mouth could not cover the trembling sound of the bowstring of the split stone bow, and the long arrow was shot at the third master with his monstrous anger.
A black light passed through, and the huge force lifted the third master to a height before falling heavily to the ground.
The power of the three stone bows was amazing, and Li Qingshan's movements were done in one go, within such a close distance, it was possible to avoid them unless they were second-rate masters or above, but obviously the third master was not.
The noisy village fell silent in an instant, and the bandits opened their eyes wide, looking at this scene in disbelief, and the three dignified people were actually killed by a half-sized son.
The villagers looked at him like a god, for them, those bandits were terrible demons, and the third master was the leader of the demons, and now Li Qingshan, who killed the third leader in one blow, was really like a god.
The situation was reversed, and Li Long had no joy on his face, only fear.
"The third master! The third master! Several bandits surrounded the third leader, who coughed up a mouthful of blood and pointed at Li Qingshan with a fierce face: "Kill him for me!" "
He was also considered a third-rate master, and reacted in an instant, although he failed to avoid the arrow, but avoided the vital point, the long arrow passed through his right shoulder socket, and the nearby bones were shattered, and his right hand was considered useless, his eyes were blood-red, and he wanted to swallow Li Qingshan alive.
The bandits reacted, picked up swords, guns, swords and halberds, and roared and rushed towards Li Qingshan.
The wind behind his head hit, and a short javelin stabbed at the back of his head, he didn't look back, tilted his head slightly, grabbed the javelin, turned around and threw it, and the javelin had fired back at ten times the speed, nailing the sneak attack bandit to the door.
A square halberd, a goose feather knife, and a red tassel spear stabbed at him at the same time.
Li Qingshan held the barrel of the gun and pulled it hard. The two bandits were unbalanced, and fell towards him in horror, a pair of iron arms were already waiting for them, hitting their chests like hammers, and with a dull sound, the two bandits vomited blood and flew out at the same time.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the goose feather knife had stabbed into Li Qingshan's arms, and the cold sword touched his lower abdomen, and it was possible to pierce Li Qingshan in the opposite way, but he could not advance another inch.
Li Qingshan had a pair of iron palms, with a double wind, slapping on the head of the knife-wielding bandit, he put down his hand, and the bandit seemed to have lost his soul and withered to the ground, and blood slowly oozed out of his seven orifices.
He strode towards the third master, but the shouting of his skills was already deafening, and he picked up his toes, hooked up the halberd, and held it in his hand.
No moves, no scruples, just a sweep.
The wind lifted a round of semicircular dust and smoke, and pounced on the bandits.
The tip of the halberd broke, spun and flew up, and stabbed to the ground.
Several blades flew up, and then there was a series of screams, and someone tried to block it, but they couldn't stop the power of the halberd to sweep the thousands of troops.
The smoke and dust scattered, and four bandits fell to the ground, and only one short bandit was swept across his face and killed on the spot. The other three bandits were all cut open in their chests, screaming on the ground for their hobbies, blood spilled on the ground as if they didn't want money, and the bright colors overflowed everywhere.
Li Qingshan glanced at the broken halberd, read a sound, and threw the bad blade on the ground. But I don't know how many hard bones and steel he forcibly swept through at that moment, how could ordinary weapons withstand such use.
In the blink of an eye, eight bandits were killed and seriously injured, and the bandits behind screamed and stopped, holding weapons and not daring to step forward, stunned by the tragic scene that broke out at this moment, this originally ordinary teenager seemed to have instantly turned into a terrible god of killing.
Li Qingshan continued to walk towards the third master, his face was expressionless, and his eyes flashed with a red light that he had never noticed.
In his mind, he was analyzing and judging rapidly, and he was not carried away by anger, only these three masters could be regarded as third-rate masters, so as soon as he made a move, he hit him hard first and went to the biggest threat.
There are a few good hands among the other bandits, but more of them are to the level of picking ginseng, just practicing some martial arts, bullying and bullying the people is enough, but they are by no means his opponents.
"To ... Die here! The third master propped himself up and moved back, looking at Li Qingshan who was walking with a fearful face, as if in a legendary story, the demon who turned into a humanoid suddenly transformed, revealing his hideous fangs, and no one around him could protect his safety.
"I'm dead, and the whole Woniu Village will be buried, do you know who my eldest brother is?"
Li Long's face was even more ugly, and he stepped forward to grab Li Qingshan: "Qingshan, don't be impulsive!" "
The third leader took the opportunity to climb on his horse, tightened the reins, and galloped away, and the other bandits didn't need to say anything, and followed in droves, even the injured bandits didn't care.
Li Qingshan broke free, grabbed Li Long's throat tightly, and lifted him up: "Do you want to die too?" "
Li Long said with difficulty: "No... You can't kill the head of Heifeng Village, have you heard of Yuxia Village? "
"Yuxia Village!" Liu fell to the ground, and Steward Liu, who was half frightened, suddenly screamed.
"What Yuxia Village!" Li Qingshan relaxed the strength in his hand.
"Yuxia Village has always had a style of martial arts, and the folk customs are fierce, and once killed a head of Heifeng Village. But it didn't take long for the Black Wind Village Lord to personally take the five masters, and slaughtered a hundred or so people in the village, regardless of men, women, old and young, into a mountain of corpses. "
"Then let them trample and humiliate?" Li Qingshan roared in a low voice.
"Qingshan, I know how you feel, but the situation is stronger than others."
"Then make me stronger!"
All the villagers changed their faces, and at this time, they only heard the third leader leave a vicious and cruel word: "You Woniu Village are waiting to slaughter the village!" Some people were so frightened that they fell to the ground, and the sound of screams and cries sounded again, without the slightest joy of repelling the bandits.
A wounded bandit covered his chest and showed a cruel smile: "You all want to bury me!" "
"Are you done?" Li Qingshan said.
"What?"
Li Qingshan let go of Li Long, kicked the goose feather knife at his feet, the blade pierced the bandit's throat, and he immediately fainted, "What I said, it won't count." Li Qingshan cut off the other injured bandits one by one, turned around and said to the villagers: "Nothing will happen, I promise!" Then he chased in the direction of the bandits' escape with big strides without looking back.
The sunset in the west has set, the last trace of afterglow has disappeared from the sky, and darkness has descended on the mountains and earth.
Next to the raging bonfire, the two bandits helped the third leader pull out an arrow, and the third leader screamed in pain and slapped a bandit: "Won't it be fucking lighter? "
The bandit was beaten with blood and hesitated not to fight back.
The other bandits were dejected, under the reputation of Heifeng Village, they hadn't experienced such a failure for a long time, they were accustomed to the fearful and flattering gaze, and they were accustomed to the silver women asking for and taking.
"Fucking cheer up for me, we will definitely avenge this revenge, and wait until we catch that kid..." The third master smiled cruelly.
"Cut him a thousand times!" Immediately, bandits responded.
"No, boil him alive, we all have to share his piece of meat to eat, the taste must be ..." Before the bandits who wanted to eat Li Qingshan's meat finished speaking, there was a bloodstain in his throat, and blood splattered out, interrupting the bandits' discussion on torture.