Legend of Kyushu Sky

Chapter 473 A Weird Question

"You finally used the Purple Flame Demon Sword..."

Zhang Zhiyong's whispers did not escape Qiong Cang's ears, Qiong Cang frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Zhang Zhiyong: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Zhiyong didn't speak, a mountain of Yuan Li surged out of his fist, and the violent power spread from his arm, shattering the fiery sword energy that was pressing towards him, the eyes of the sky were drooping, and his wrist shook violently, In an instant, the Ziyan Demon Sword vibrated with the wrist, and crackling sword lights burst out from the tip of the sword, shining like fireworks, enveloping Zhang Zhiyong along the momentum of the sword.

"Good come!"

Zhang Zhiyong shouted loudly, Qiongcang's swordsmanship is very superb, but this aroused Zhang Zhiyong's fighting spirit, he saw his clenched fists open violently, and grabbed the blooming sword light in the air, thick as Mount Tai The explosive momentum directly crushed the sword glow of the sky!
Qiongcang's face remained unchanged, and he slammed his left hand on the end of the Ziyan Demon Sword. The Ziyan Demon Sword thrust forward suddenly, and three swords shot out across the sky, one sword more violent than the other, and one sword more violent than the other. Sharp, a large piece of fire energy became pure fuel and merged into the sword momentum, and suddenly the surrounding fire was raging, and it became a world of flames. In the world of flames, three crescent-shaped sword qi burst out!

"Empty palm!"

Empty palm is not a high-level fighting skill, but only a moderate level, but when Zhang Zhiyong used it, the entire space seemed to be cleared, and the flames immediately rolled back, making it impossible to approach his body.

Under the tremor of this palm, the three sword beams actually broke apart, and then turned into a little bit of star beams, collapsed into nothingness, and disappeared into thin air.

The pupils of the students watching the battle shrank sharply. Zhang Zhiyong's mastery of fighting skills was superb, and he brought the power of the emptying palm to the extreme.

The bottom of Qiong Cang's heart is also secretly shocked. The seven colleges are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons. It is very difficult for him to meet opponents who can fight in the front line. After all, not every war can be fought, but here, he can meet many Opponents of the same level will undoubtedly have a lot more fun!
"The sky is full of fire clouds!"

Although the offensive was dispelled, Qiongcang did not show signs of decadence. His eyes burst out with intense light, and his whole body trembled with excitement from meeting his opponent. He took a deep breath, and poured the fire-attributed energy into the Purple Flame Demon. In the sword, flames spread from the body of the Ziyan Demon Sword in an instant, like a huge red cloud, enveloping Zhang Zhiyong, Zhang Zhiyong's face changed slightly, the surrounding hot breath made him sweat all the time, and At this moment, he felt an extremely fierce aura lock him in!

Qiongcang's whole body suddenly spun, and he rushed out with a powerful momentum of no return. The artistic conception of fire was condensed on the Ziyan Demon Sword by him, and the unique burning power of the fire attribute directly cut Zhang Zhiyong's artistic conception of earth One slit pierced the school badge on Zhang Zhiyong's chest!

Zhang Zhiyong's face became extremely serious, and he turned his palm into a fist and punched the sword——

"Five Sacred Mountains Fist - Wind Surges Mount Heng!"

With the bombardment of this punch, the surrounding void trembled fiercely, and the earth attribute energy between the heaven and the earth rushed towards the fist as if it had been summoned by some kind, and the violent wind blew up, bringing with it an unstoppable force. Momentum, however—

There was a cold light in Qiongcang's eyes, and a red spot of light appeared on the tip of the Ziyan Demon Sword, which directly broke Zhang Zhiyong's effort to condense, making Zhang Zhiyong's aura feel like a punctured ball. reduce!
Zhang Zhiyong's complexion changed dramatically. He never thought that Qiongcang could control the fire-attributed energy so well, that he could gather all the power to a point on the tip of the sword in an instant. For his scattered momentum, breaking the surface is the best way. Powerful moves!
Without time to dodge, Zhang Zhiyong could only cross his arms in front of his body quickly, the earth attribute energy rushed out of his body desperately, and turned into substance in front of him, becoming a mountain peak one person tall and half a meter thick!
boom!
boom!
However, it didn't have the proper defensive effect. Qiongcang's unstoppable sword shattered the mountain peak and hit Zhang Zhiyong's arms. Suddenly, Zhang Zhiyong's whole body flew upside down and hit the barrier hard. Under control, Zhang Zhiyong suddenly felt a burning pain in his back, and the hot flames burned his back!

Leaning forward suddenly, breaking away from the barrier, a puff of green smoke rose from his back. Even if Zhang Zhiyong didn't look behind him, he knew that there must be several blisters on his back at this time.

There was also burning pain on the arm, a red spot appeared on the left arm, a trace of blood flowed out from it, under the attack of the star-shattering armed forces like the Ziyan Demon Sword, his physical strength was not enough to see!

However, before he came back to his senses, he felt the fiery breath approaching him, and suddenly raised his head, just in time to meet the cold black pupils of Qiong Kung, his heart shrank, and a chill quickly rose from the bottom of his feet.

"Lin Luo!"

Zhang Zhiyong let out an angry roar, and at that very moment, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and the golden gun light exploded from a distance, bombarding towards the back of the sky, and the sky frowned slightly, without even looking behind, the Purple Flame Demon The sword was swung towards the back, the purple sword energy criss-crossed, and collided with the gun light fiercely, bursting out violent energy, and in an instant a small hole appeared on the ground.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Zhiyong's figure flashed, and he was out of the attack range of Qiongcang.

Qiong turned around, his eyes became more indifferent, Zhang Zhiyong swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Let's go together, the Ziyan Demon Sword is too sharp, it's hard for one person to resist!"

No one objected. The flash fight just now made them understand that no one is an opponent of Qiong Kung alone. If Lin Luo hadn't intervened in the last blow of Qiong Kang's forehead just now, Zhang Zhiyong's school badge would have been shattered and he was out. Bar.

Qiong Cang calmed down his excited heartbeat. Although the aura tended to be stable, it was stronger and more terrifying. The fire-attributed energy lingered within one meter of his body, and the burning air was slightly distorted, as if the burning air All vigor is average.

With a flick of the Ziyan Demon Sword, a purple light beam stretches out from the hilt, surrounding the purple sword body, and clusters of dancing purple flames appear around the Ziyan Demon Sword, which is known as one of the fires of hell Jiuyou Yehuo released a cold aura, giving the impression that it was gloomy and mysterious from hell!

At this very moment, sword qi burst out from Qiongcang's body, and directly bombarded those large troops. Zhang Zhiyong, the leader of the four, dodged with their bodies, but some teams behind him who had no time to dodge suffered disaster, and were directly hit by the sword. The air flew out, and some unbearable ones were even smashed to pieces of the school badge!

"Compared to using the Purple Flame Demon Sword in the past, it is even more powerful now!" Duan Shanhai said in a deep voice.

Lin Luo also frowned: "The Ziyan Demon Sword is a big trouble, but so many people paid enough to smash him!"

"No need to bother!"

At this time, Zhang Zhiyong's mouth curled up into a cold smile, which made Lin Luo and the others feel cold all over, and suddenly felt that Zhang Zhiyong seemed to have mastered such a great trump card, and Zhang Zhiyong looked at the sky, with a smile on the corner of his mouth Geng Sheng——

"I'm talking about Qiong Cang, if you don't have the Purple Flame Demon Sword, how much strength can you display, huh?"

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(To be continued)
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