In addition, the flying sword that was shot out could not be defended in time, and it was even more necessary to have a fair contest with the rest of the Hundred Soldiers Conference.

That's why Qingshan hasn't used flying swords much all the time.

Thinking of this, Qingshan naturally knew what to do.

Fortunately, there was still some distance between the two sides, which was enough to re-establish the sword of Qingshan, who was retreating————

Enemy!!!

Seeing that the smoking gun was pulling the smoke towards him.

Aoyama's wrist flicked, sank, and made one move after another............

Huashan Sword School - [Dinghai Needle] !!

Qiang !!

The unexpectedly heavy feel was transmitted to his wrist, and Aoyama showed surprise on his face, only to see that Yin Moro's smile was even thicker, and it was extremely distorted.

Phew——————

The smoking gun that was firmly parked in front of Qingshan suddenly burst out with a trace of blue fire, spewing out a large amount of smoke, enveloping and enveloping Qingshan's vision.

This is...... The smell of sulfur..................

It's a green mountain, just a sniff knows that this is not an ordinary smoke!

Not good, this is ..................!!!

Aoyama, who immediately took a step back, had a cautious and panicked face on his face.

In the next moment, a blue ghost fire rose in front of him, lighting everything up............

Phew————

Aoyama shuddered, and couldn't help but imagine what would happen to him if he had been standing in that cloud of smoke just now............

"Ho ho ho ho ...... Warm...... Boiled frogs. ”

Onmora took a puff on the end of the pen, felt it again, and then spit it out............ A blue flame.

The flames rose in the air, burning, floating in the air, refusing to disperse for a long time, swimming in the air and having nowhere to go.

Seeing this phenomenon, the bright-minded Aoyama quickly understood his current situation.

So that's it..................

【Ghost Fire】

The bonister produced sulfurous gas, which was scattered in the air and did not easily disperse, and was now surrounded by this smoke after those few encounters.

And that guy's body structure is able to release this blue, fully burning ghost fire.

Aoyama knew that some of the gas stoves on the market today also produce flames of this color, and they burn and consume gas.

And the ghost fire in front of you consumes ...... It's the sulfur particles that float in the air!!

That skill...... The situation, the weight of the pen, the temperature of the flame............

Qingshan estimated the situation, analyzed the combat strength of the enemy and us, and made a judgment.

This place is not suitable for a long time!

This battle, a quick victory!!

A sword step rushed forward, as if flying horizontally on the flat ground, using the step essentials of Tiyun Zong, the green mountain long sword entered his arms, and directly made a move at the Yin Mora [Changhong Penetrating the Sun]!!

Phew——————

The two tails of the robes caused the sulfur smoke to gradually spread out to both sides, marking a trajectory.

There was a sword aura between Qingshan's eyebrows.

The blue light sword went straight at the enemy's door!!!

Phew——————!!!

！！！

I don't know when Yin Mora, who took another sip, spit out a high-temperature ghost fire at Qingshan, and the blue vortex instantly covered up that bit of Qingfeng's coldness.

This made Qingshan, who was still halfway through, immediately stop suddenly, reversed his wrist, swept the ground with his sword, and hurriedly turned over and dodged to the side with his strength.

Late——————

The avoidance was too hasty, and Qingshan's posture was even more unstable, rubbing the tip of his sword on the ground non-stop, and he almost knelt on one knee before he stabilized his body.

"Young man, don't be in such a hurry............ It's all here, why don't you just play slowly?"

Qingshan raised his head violently, then raised his sword, pointed horizontally in the direction of Yin Moro, probed sharply, and scolded at the old face that was still swallowing clouds and mist: "you X, killing people is just a game for you?"

Such kind and simple people appeared in his mind, and their dead faces also poured into his mind one by one, Qingshan's anger still did not disappear, and he was anxious for a while, and he didn't care about his demeanor and face, so he scolded loudly.

One inhale...... One Breath ............ A cloud of smoke mixed with several ghostly fires flew out of Onmora's mouth.

Hearing Aoyama's scolding, his old face suddenly looked much calmer, as if he was savoring the meaning of Aoyama's words.

Immediately after, his dark eyes widened slightly, and the smile and wrinkles on his face suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly appeared.

"Ha, haha, young man, I see that your head seems to be very bright...... Must have read a lot of books............"

He shook the cigarette gun and made a motion of bullet ash, but nothing came out of it.

"Me...... I'm different, I'm ...... I love to kill people. ”

Then, he pointed at Qingshan and raised his cigarette gun, blue fire looming in the barrel.

"Do you know......? What did it come about?"

Qingshan gritted his teeth, this kind of thing, as long as he thought about it, he would naturally understand.

He is the Dao talisman of the Huashan Sword Sect...... Fire...... Pharmaceutical..................

He had already read these things well, and the chemistry was even more memorized.

"Ho ho ...... Isn't it clear what you look like?"

'Ghost fire' is actually phosphorus fire, which is a very common natural phenomenon.

It is formed like this: the inside of the human body, in addition to the vast majority of carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen, also contains some other elements, such as phosphorus, sulfur, iron, etc. Human bones contain more calcium phosphate.

When people die, their bodies are buried in the ground and rotting, and various chemical reactions are taking place.

Phosphorus is converted to phosphine from the phosphate state. Phosphine is a gaseous substance with a very low ignition point, only 40 degrees, and will burn when in contact with air at room temperature.

The twisted smile was cocked again, and the smoke in his mouth was mixed with the smell of decay————

"That's right, it's a corpse, a corpse, I'm the one who likes to kill people the most. ”

"............ Now"

A smile like a stiff corpse never faded from his face, and his dark eyes sincerely invited Aoyama.

Invite him...... Into the bottomless darkness.

"Would you like to play with me?"

Hiss ———— was stared at by those dark eyes, and Qingshan shuddered when he remembered the bad memories.

The tremor was also transmitted to the sword that stretched from his fingertips.

Such a murderous guy...... Absolutely not to stay in the world!!

If you just keep swinging your sword just to kill such a guy............

I'm Aoyama............ Willing!!!

The murderous aura floated in the air, even denser than the sulfur and heat.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, and it fell on the black hair of the green mountain, and immediately turned into water droplets.

"If you want to treat killing as a game............ I am Qingshan, and I am !!"

With a sweep of the sword body and a slight smoke, Qingshan turned around and bowed his head, and it was very obvious that he was in a sprinting posture.

Seeing this, Nayin Mora immediately took another puff of the big smoking gun in his hand.

But when he couldn't take half a puff.................. But I found something unusual.

It's too late, it's fast, a fierce light flashed in front of Qingshan's eyes, and it looked extremely evil.

In the next moment, a translucent, looming mask of Prajna appeared on his scholar's face, looking particularly terrifying.

This is............ Ghostly !!

How could such a sword-wielding kid be so ghostly??

Just when Onmora thought so.

Qingshan has already taken a step forward and poked out this sword.

Huashan Sword Sect - [Moon Slashing in Water]!!

The extremely sharp and murderous sword move caught Yin Mora off guard.

He didn't have time to spit out the ghost fire, he hurriedly lowered his waist, his whole body curled up slightly, and at the same time poked out the smoking gun————

Qiang !!!

Aoyama's sword and the sharp blade of the smoking gun slammed together, sending out a lot of impact.

The heaviness in his hands was not trivial, and Yin Mora frowned, and he had already found out that Qingshan's move was very vicious.

If you give him more time, the resentment will increase, and the consequences will ...... It's going to be unimaginable!!

Phew——————

With a sharp blow of the smoke gun, this time the Onmora did not release any fire, and instead, a large amount of smoke filled the surroundings, surrounding the two of them.

Qingshan's sword didn't work, and now he is surrounded by smoke, frowning, and he knows that something is wrong!!

If you retreat to the smoke border around you............ That flurry of smoke will surely be ignited instantaneously, and at that point, the wall of fire will engulf itself......

So how do you make sure you have space to move around first...... Try to make a breakthrough............

"I'm sorry, young man, you're going to die here. ”

Qiang ——————!!

The Onmora didn't give Aoyama any chance at all, and immediately pursued after the victory, trying to force Aoyama into the clouds and mist, and then set it on fire in one go!

Seeing the blade of the huge smoking spear coming straight towards him, Qingshan immediately threw away a sword, two swords, and another sword!!

The swirling blade grew darker and darker, almost no longer transparent.

Knowing that Onmora no longer lit fires, but fought only with that smoking gun, in order to force himself into the smoke wall.

Qingshan, who was holding the [River Dragon] in one hand, was anxious, and the accumulation of anxiety and pressure was a little bit in his heart.

After a few swords, the tired Qingshan had already walked back and forth in this circle of smoke, and there was no way to retreat.

Qiang Qiang Qiang ————!!

The sound of complicated blade handovers was endless, and when he saw that Qingshan was about to be defeated——!!

"Brother Qingshan, I'll help you!!"

With a loud shout, between the swords and swords, dust flew and smoke filled.

In the heavy snow, wind and sand, a human figure gradually appeared, with a title soldier!!

The sharp tip pierces through the mist.

It's just a little chill that comes first.........

And then - the guns came out like dragons!!

Buzz——————

Carrying a huge gentian, Zilong, who heard the sound of Qingshan, stepped into the smoke wall and went directly with a gun.

Rumble!!!!

The sword blade is out of the dark alley, and the silver Jiao crosses the dragon gate!

With a shot of [Divine Dragon Swinging Tail], the huge gentian slammed into the ground, flying sand and rocks, and splashed in front of the two.

"Zilong !!!!"