Legend of Kyushu Sky

Chapter 582 The Chess Painting of the Four Friends of the Literati (1)

"What happened?" The bodies of the few people tensed up instantly, and their expressions were solemn. Now that the demons and blood races have infiltrated [Jiangling], any movement cannot be ignored, especially in this [Greedy] Wolf Assembly Hall】Inside!

But then, Qiong Cang's eyebrows stretched out, and he whispered: "Yemeng's Yuanli..."

Dongfang Yanhuan was stunned for a moment, and his expression relaxed, but his eyes were a little complicated. Situ Yemeng was Qiongcang's fiancee, and she always cared about this.

A black figure emerged from the green energy in the sky. After flipping a few times in the air, it landed on the ground smoothly. Seeing this figure, the faces of several people changed slightly. Who is this?
From the explosion of wood attribute energy, a figure in a dark green long skirt stepped on the void, stepping into the sight of everyone step by step, staring sharply at the masked youth.

Qiongcang frowned, why did Situ Yemeng attack this young man?This young man has neither the fluctuation of demonic energy nor the fluctuation of blood power in his body. He is also a human race, so why should they fight each other under the current situation?

"Ye Meng, why are you here...and what happened?" Qiong Cang asked aloud.

As soon as his eyes turned, Situ Yemeng's eyes softened, and within a few leaps, he was already standing beside Qiong Cang. Wu Jingyao, Ma Tianrui and the others stared at this girl who was as beautiful as Rong Manle and Dongfang Yanhuan, and their eyes flashed So dignified, the aura in this girl's body is majestic. Although it is of wood attribute, it makes people feel very fierce and dangerous. This is a master who is not weaker than them!
"Qiong, congratulations on winning the [Miracle of Heaven] championship!" Situ Yemeng smiled, and stretched out his hand to tidy up the clothes of the sky.

Ma Tianrui, Wu Jingyao, Jing Feizhou and the others were taken aback for a moment. The girl who suddenly appeared had an intimate tone, and obviously had an unusual relationship with Qiong Cang. She glanced at Dongfang Yanhuan strangely. This should be the fiancée of Qiong Cang in the legend.

The three of them felt a little envious in their hearts. The beauty of the sky is really not shallow. Whether it is Dongfang Yanhuan, Rong Manle, Xiao Zhuying, Yin Qixin, Su Qiyue or Situ Yemeng in front of them, they all have good looks There are powerful people, and they all have a close relationship with Qiong Kang. A man who has lived to this extent is simply... so happy!

Qiong Cang smiled helplessly, and asked again: "Yemeng, who is that guy?"

"He, a guy who fishes in troubled waters, was organized by [Rebels]!" Situ Yemeng said in a deep voice, "And you fought against him before."

Hearing this, Qiong Cang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked sharply at the masked youth, who smiled, "Qiang Cang, long time no see, your strength has improved fast enough, and you have reached the level of middle heaven in less than a year. "

Hearing this voice, the expressions of Qiong Cang, Dongfang Yanhuan, and Rong Manle all changed slightly. Dongfang Yanhuan said coldly: "You were the guy who caused trouble in [Huahui] Imperial Capital back then!"

"His Royal Highness Yanyue still remembers me, what an honor!" The masked youth said while bending over.

The masked youth was the one who threatened them not to form a team with Rong Manle in [Huahui], the capital of the Eastern Empire, and created a small trouble, attacking the sky and the Eastern Flame Ring on Baima Mountain. The two caused a lot of trouble, and Qiong Cang was in a coma for three days before waking up.

"I didn't expect you to be a [rebel], I thought you were just hired by Rong Baixia." Rong Manle's voice was cold and his eyes were sharp.

"It doesn't make any difference... Well, anyway, now that the organization has canceled the assassination of you, you can live in peace for a few years." The masked youth shrugged his shoulders and said.

Rong Manle's eyes became colder: "Do you think I'll let you go so easily? The revenge for killing my mother... As long as I'm still alive, you must pay with blood!"

"You can try. To the organization, you are no different from an ant. Unless you can reach the holy position, do you want revenge? There is no hope in this life! Well... But even if you become a saint, it is impossible for you to succeed in revenge ... And if you want to take revenge, you must pass the test of your righteous sister Rong Xuanyi first!"

Although the words of the masked youth are simple, they have revealed a little bit of the strength of the [Rebel] invisibly. Only the strong of the holy position can pose a threat. The level of terror of this organization is far beyond everyone's expectations. The Holy League still hasn't eradicated it.

Rong Manle clenched his fists, but the eyes of Wu Jingyao, Huo Henlei, Ma Tianrui and others froze suddenly. The [Blood Flame Desolate Star] who dominated the [Tianjiao Huiwu] for two times was actually Rong Manle's righteous sister?This news was not even grasped by their intelligence agencies. Now that the masked youth told them, they found out that both of them were surnamed Rong!
And... one of the six swords, Chixia Demon Sword, is in the hands of Rong Xuanyi, and the previous user was Rong Manle's mother, Qiu Miaoling. The relationship between the two is intriguing.

"What is your purpose?" Seeing Rong Manle agitated, Qiong Cang held Rong Manle's wrist, staring at the masked youth.

The masked youth smiled lightly: "My purpose..." His eyes scanned everyone, and he said with a murderous look: "Of course I want to get rid of you, for the organization, you can't exist!"

"Especially Wu Jingyao, Huo Henlei, and Jing Feizhou. The three of you must get rid of them. You have to ask the reason... When the time comes, you will go to hell and wait for your master to go down."

"Dare to insult Master, what are you, you want to kill us, it's ridiculous!" Jing Feizhou said angrily.

"Well, except for a few people, everyone's vitality is weak, can you... still fight?" The masked youth said indifferently.

"Even so, what can you do with your power!"

Qiong Cang's eyes flashed, and his expression changed slightly: "Be careful, he is the holder of the physique of painting. With his ability, it is not impossible to draw a few powerful monsters!"

Hearing this, the faces of Wu Jingyao, Huo Henlei, and Jing Feizhou all changed. Unexpectedly, another physique owner appeared, and he was also a Huazhi physique. The power of physique, but some ancient books record how terrifying the physique of paintings is!
"Bingo, you got the answer right, but it's a pity that there is no reward!" The masked youth said easily, raised his right hand, and the pitch-black Yuanli appeared in his palm. Seeing this scene, Qiong Cang shouted in a deep voice: "Stop him, after he finishes Before painting!"

Before he finished speaking, Qiong Cang's body burst out, and the Ziyan Demon Sword was activated, shrouded in pure white light, and pierced the masked youth with a sword!
The masked youth smiled and said, "If I were so weak, I would have been killed a hundred times already..."

boom!
Boom!
In an instant, a gigantic sword fell from the sky, and the Purple Flame Demon Sword pierced the body of the gigantic sword, making an ear-piercing sound of the sword. The huge hand held the hilt of the gigantic sword, swung it hard, and the body of Qiong Cang Blown away by a powerful force.

Qiongcang's expression was serious, and the Purple Flame Demon Sword was inserted into the floor to reduce the impact, but even so, he still slid back dozens of steps before stopping, looking at the huge figure, his face couldn't help but change: "This It's... a troll family among the demons!"

The masked youth smiled: "That's right, although the trolls are not one of the nine major clans in charge of the demons, their strength should not be underestimated. Not only is their strength infinite, but their physical strength is also extraordinary. They are one of my natal pets." .”

Qiong Cang stood up, took a deep breath, felt the demon emperor's breath from the troll, and felt heavy in his heart. The physique owner is really difficult to deal with. This guy is much stronger than the current Wu Jingyao. The bloody blood on the troll The breath is very strong, which is enough to prove that many people have been killed.

Rong Manle, Dongfang Yanhuan, Situ Yemeng, Xiao Zhuying, and Yin Qixin stood by Qiongcang's side. They were the only ones left who could fight, and now they could only resist the masked youth.

The masked youth smiled slightly: "Many people may not be able to win!"

His hands were a little bit in the void, black primordial power spread in the air, and gradually took shape, and soon, a black dragon and a burly giant rhino appeared beside him, each of them exuded a tyrannical aura. The breath is not weaker than the mid-heaven position!
"My pets, let's have fun with them!" The masked young man opened his arms and said fiercely.

The expressions of the six people in Qiong Cang sank, and they looked at the trolls, dragons and giant rhinos rushing straight forward, their bodies blooming with vitality, and they wanted to make a move, but at this moment, a cold shout spread throughout the venue——

"The stars are killed, and the stars form an army!"

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(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)