Chapter Eighty-Five: Fireball Black Flame

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"What you said just now, do you say it again?" The purple-robed young man squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, but that smile was a little fake, and moreover, the spirit yuan was quietly condensed in his hand, it seemed that as soon as Qingshuang opened his mouth, what was waiting for him was a charged blow, and the people behind them were all smiling and waiting to see a good show.

Qingshuang naturally sensed the Lingyuan in his hand, he was not afraid at all, and smiled helplessly, the current people are really looking for trouble, "Then you heard clearly, I said that I want to be free, I am not interested and I don't want to enter your Green Breaking Gang, don't bother me again." Then he walked directly past him and strolled in the direction of the classroom.

As soon as the words fell, "You are looking for death." The spirit yuan in the purple-robed young man's hand volatilized, and a shining thunderbolt struck out.

Qingshuang was still walking forward slowly, feeling the attack of the spirit yuan behind her, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in her heart, she really didn't know how good it was to be alive, right?

Immediately he didn't look back, he stretched out his hand backwards to catch it, and suddenly the whole thunder and lightning filled Qingshuang's hands, seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, this white-haired young man could actually take a whole thunder attribute spirit element attack with his bare hands, and he was unharmed.

Qingshuang's right hand squeezed lightly, and the thunder and lightning suddenly stopped, and kept spinning in Qingshuang's hand.

"It's not a good Lingyuan, I'll give it back to you. Qingshuang smiled slightly.

"It's not good! Retreat!" A man with long red flowing hair behind him saw Qingshuang's gesture, as if something was wrong, as if he had noticed something, and immediately said to the purple-robed youth.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and it was too late for the purple-robed young man to react, the true yuan in Qingshuang's hand was condensed, and the thunder and lightning suddenly became larger and more violent, the sound of thunder and lightning roared everywhere, and with a wave of his right hand, the power of thunder and lightning seemed to break through the prison, unstoppable, destroying the Quartet.

A color thunderbolt that was faster and more powerful than before volatilized out from Qingshuang's hand, aiming at the purple-robed youth, the speed was jaw-dropping, there was no chance for him to dodge, only heard a "bang", the purple-robed young man was hit by the thunderbolt in his chest, and flew backwards, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Qingshuang in horror.

His own strength is actually not bad, he is about to break through to the late stage in the middle of the bloodbreak, and the realm is extremely stable, and he has come up step by step, and now he was actually injured to the ground by a white-haired young man who did not have a trace of spiritual fluctuation on his body, and he had no power to resist, how could he not be surprised, the white-haired young man in front of him seemed to have very good strength.

"I didn't give it my all, but don't mess with me again! Qingshuang said lightly, it's really boring, with such strength, who can be protected?

"Stop, I'll allow you to go?" said the man with long red hair as he strolled forward, looking proud.

But Qingshuang didn't seem to hear him, and still walked in the direction of the classroom, not afraid of them at all.

"Look for death!" The words fell, the red-haired man's hand flashed, and a dark long sword appeared in his hand, only to see his footsteps step out, a sword out, from the bottom to the top, the sword slashed, the wind whistled, aimed at Qingshuang.

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin?" Feeling the fluctuation of the thick aura behind him, Qingshuang was a little annoyed, he had already shown mercy to his subordinates just now, but he didn't know how to repent yet?

Qingshuang's expression was indifferent, and he didn't turn around, only to see his footsteps move, and the divine steps came out with his heart, and there were thousands of changes between his steps, and he moved to the left in an instant, and gently dodged the sword, and a whistling wind swept through Qingshuang's ears, which was extremely cold.

Avoiding the first sword, the man in red was not surprised, from the attack full of thunder and lightning spirit yuan just now, it was not difficult to see that the white-haired young man in front of him was not weak, even very strong, but he still didn't think that Qingshuang could be stronger than himself.

One blow failed, another blow, I saw him quickly withdraw the long sword, without any sense of dragging mud and water, the wrist turned slightly, the spirit yuan in his hand condensed, the sword qi rippled, and stabbed towards Qingshuang's waist, this sword, very fast, and the skill was very accurate, when it was aimed at Qingshuang's left movement, he quickly pulled back the long sword and then stabbed out with a sword, wanting to seal Qingshuang's back road, which requires very fast reaction and skill.

Seeing this, Qingshuang's expression was slightly moved, so quick to react, such swordsmanship, such skills, is already very good, I saw his body retreat slightly, the black long sword pierced from the front of Qingshuang's abdomen one centimeter, almost pierced by the long sword, if it wasn't for Qingshuang moving his body backwards in time, two-thirds of the long sword would penetrate Qingshuang's abdomen, fortunately, Qingshuang dodged this rapid stab, and then the red-haired man smiled coldly, as if he expected Qingshuang's movements, the spirit yuan in his left hand continued to fill and expand, and a rich flame breath arose。

"Fireball technique!" The red-haired man condensed the red spirit yuan in his left hand, slapped his palm, and a large fireball that was rotating at high speed flew out, sending out this fireball technique at close range, aiming straight at Qingshuang, the previous sword, just a false move, forcing Qingshuang to dodge his sword, and then taking advantage of Qingshuang to dodge his sword, the attack of his left hand came out head-on, his cold swordsmanship was just to hide the spirit of his left hand condensation, this is a killing move behind it, it can not be said that it is not insidious.

Qingshuang's eyes were indifferent, his expression was indifferent, and he saw his right hand move slightly, and the color true yuan gathered in his hand invisibly, and a flame wheel appeared behind him, and with a wave of his hand, a black flame broke out of the air, and he faced it head-on.

"Sure enough, this person's cultivation is really not weaker than mine, even if it is the left and right double attacks that I have carefully set up, I can easily deal with it, without any embarrassment. The red-haired man said secretly in his heart, but his expression was a little ugly.

Wherever the black flame went, it cut through the air, causing ripples to be drawn in the air, but no one saw this situation.

The speed of the black flame was extremely fast, just a breath of time, and it immediately ran into the big fireball, making a sneering and piercing sound, and then, the black flame seemed to be devouring, completely devouring the entire big fireball, but before anything could happen, the red-haired man immediately slashed the long sword in his hand, not letting Qingshuang have a little time to relax.

I saw a flash in Qingshuang's hand, and an inconspicuous wooden sword appeared in his hand, but the wooden sword was filled with a chaotic aura, and the tip of the black long sword slashed through the body of the wooden sword.

"Wooden sword?" the red-haired man sneered, "Is this person so poor that he doesn't even have a good soul soldier?"