Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 31

In the blink of an eye, the one-month period will be over, and the day when the Haoran Gang will be officially promoted to the Haoran Sect will arrive.

On October [-]th, the sky was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly. Lin Daoru ordered people to make a stone tablet for the Haoran sect early on.

Thinking of the day when I just woke up, the whole sect was supported by the second and third junior sisters, and I lost the seal letter of the leader of the Haoran sect, and the disciples of the Qingyang sect of the Sun Moon sect came to pick up the stele, and gave the entire Haoran sect A heavy blow.

Fortunately, with the help of the Martial Dao Cangjing Pavilion, in just one year, I once again erected the Haoran Sect's stone tablet in front of the mountain.

All the disciples of the older generation of the Haoran Sect secretly let out a breath of gloom.

With some joy, he personally greeted the sects who came to congratulate him one after another, and the whole Haoran sect was immersed in a strong atmosphere of joy.

No one from the Haoran Sect was absent, even Murong Xue, who had been in seclusion all year round, and Li Qingshan, who had gone down the mountain to practice, returned to the mountain gate.

Li Qingshan, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is much taller. At this time, he is only eleven or twelve years old, but he is like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. His tall and bulging muscles contain explosive power. Check his cultivation base , The Marrow Washing Sutra has also entered the middle stage of blood refining, which makes Lin Daoru very satisfied.

There is no need to accept any tests to be promoted in a sect, but if someone is not convinced, they can challenge the head of the sect.

In order to allow people to value the power of this sect, and to increase the prestige of a sect in the arena, it is usually the head of the sect who will personally take action to meet the challenges of all parties.Of course, if a sect feels that its disciples are stronger than the disciples of this sect, it can also send disciples to challenge, but the other party may also refuse.

The Haoran Sect rose again, which made many sects in the Qingyang Sect very unhappy. No, the stone tablet in front of the mountain of the Haoran Sect had just been erected, and when the six bells for celebration rang, one person jumped out.

"I'm Dao Kuang, the great disciple of the Blood Drinking Sect, and come to challenge Li Qingshan, a disciple of the Haoran Sect." He stared at Li Qingshan fiercely, but he came here to seek revenge.

Lin Daoru frowned slightly, but still signaled Li Qingshan to fight. Although his disciples had not been studying with him for a long time, everyone had practiced martial arts above rank nine. He lost, but he was very curious about why he had a grudge against this disciple of the Blood Drinking Sect.

Li Qingshan got Lin Daoru's consent, but he smiled loudly, jumped onto the stage, and said to the Dao Kuang: "Are you a friend of the Dao Man Xiao who did evil in Xueyin Village?"

"Hmph, Li Qingshan, you killed my whole family. Today, I am a swordsman looking for revenge. How dare you fight me to the death."

Although Li Qingshan is young, he is still not afraid. When he went down the mountain to practice, he also experienced a lot of bloody battles. The blood-drinking village knife man laughed and his family practiced the blood demon Dafa, drinking people's blood every day to practice. The family is old and young, up to 40 years old Dao Sanxiao, children down to eight years old, men, women, old and young, all practice the blood demon Dafa.

Such a scourge cannot be left behind, Li Qingshanxue killed all 13 members of the Dao family with one hand of the Eight Wilds Fist.More than 100 blood slaves who were imprisoned were released.

Now that the sword maniac came to seek revenge, Li Qingshan didn't say much, the grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes could not be clearly explained, and the chivalry in self-defense was only a battle.

The head of the Blood Drinking Sect frowned, Li Qingshan looked at Lin Daoru, but Lin Daoru believed that his disciple would give him an explanation, so he nodded.

Li Qingshan finally agreed, the saber maniac was overjoyed, he pulled out a scarlet sword from his back, he didn't know how much blood he had drunk, his whole body was stained red with blood.

A smell of blood came to his nostrils, Li Qingshan didn't dare to be careless, he waved his hands and opened his posture, where the whole person stood, giving people a sense of the green hills not moving.

Lin Daoru saw that the disciple's posture was opened, and there was a subconscious mood coming out of his body. He couldn't help but nodded secretly, and he paid more attention to this disciple who rarely paid attention to him.

Ever since he knew that Li Qingshan could not cultivate inner family zhenqi, Lin Daoru didn't have much hope for him, but he didn't think that Li Qingshan, who had only practiced one Bahuang Fist, would be able to find the gate of artistic conception by himself, so he couldn't help feeling a little bit about him. A little bit of attention.

That knife maniac didn't have such a high level of insight, he felt that he had a treasured sword in his hand, and he didn't pay attention to the unarmed Li Qingshan at all. He circled around him, but couldn't find any flaws. A knife slashed at his neck from behind him.

Li Qingshan seemed to have a head behind him, but he turned his body to one side, avoiding the sneak attack of the big knife, then lowered his head, and moved closer to the blood knife.

That mad knife is not Yi Yi's generation, it misses a knife, but it cuts back, Li Qingshan has already turned around, facing him, the distance between the two is not far, how could his knife come over.

With a lightning strike, he slapped Dao Kuang's right hand with a fist, and the big knife that was slashing back was blocked immediately. punched.

The simple move was completed in one go, the mad knife was punched in the abdomen, and hurriedly used his strength to jump back, pulling a lot of distance from Li Qingshan, and looked at Li Qingshan with some fear.

But I saw him not moving at the same place.And the pain in his abdomen seemed to be torn apart.

Looking at Li Qingshan's sharp eyes, Dao Kuang showed a trace of fear in his heart.

He restrained himself, and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue.As if encountering a great delicacy, the whole person instantly became bloodthirsty.

The blood demon zhenqi in the body was running wildly, and the knife in his hand waved again, but it kept turning like a windmill, whizzing towards Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan is not very old, but he is very calm. After going up the mountain, he was obsessed with martial arts, and because of the lack of internal skills, he became obsessed with external skills. Such body training techniques as the Marrow Cleansing Sutra seemed to be born for him. And the general setting made his strength grow exponentially.

Seeing the intoxicated look of the knife man licking blood, he couldn't help but think of the cruel scene of the knife man laughing and drinking blood in the street. He suddenly became angry, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing Dao Kuang attacking with a saber, when he got close, he yelled fiercely, the Dao Kuang was caught by his roar, the saber technique in his hand suddenly failed to operate smoothly, he seized the flaw for Li Qingshan, but they went all together With a punch, the knife in the hand of the knife maniac was smashed into pieces. This knife followed the knife maniac and killed someone without knowing it. Now it was broken, the knife maniac was afraid, and the madness after drinking blood stopped.

The sword maniac who had no fighting spirit was seized by Li Qingshan, and he didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy, so he decisively smashed the sword maniac into a ball of flesh.

The bloody scene made the necks of the audience shrink back in fright, and Lin Daoru frowned a little. He called back Li Qingshan, who was still in a daze, and looked at him very worriedly. He saw that his eyes were red, and his killing intent was quietly dissipating. Go, only then did he feel relieved, fearing that he would not be able to control himself in the future, he secretly made up his mind to find a set of heart-cleaning formulas for the disciples in the sect to suppress the demons.

(End of this chapter)