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

Zhang Zhiyong's whispers did not escape the ears of the firmament, the firmament's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Zhiyong: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Zhiyong didn't speak, the fist surged out of the thick Yuan Force like a mountain, the violent power came out from his arm, shattering the blazing sword qi that was coming towards him, the firmament eyes drooped, and his wrist shook suddenly, and in an instant, the Purple Flame Demon Sword vibrated with his wrist, and the tip of the sword burst out with a crack sword that was as bright as fireworks, and shrouded Zhang Zhiyong along the sword momentum. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Good time!"

Zhang Zhiyong shouted, the firmament's swordsmanship was very clever, but this aroused Zhang Zhiyong's fighting intent, only to see his originally clenched fist open violently, and grasp the blooming sword in the air, the momentum as thick as Mount Tai exploded, and it directly crushed the sword of the firmament!

The firmament's complexion remained unchanged, and his left hand slammed out a slap at the end of the sword of the Purple Flame Demon Sword, the Purple Flame Demon Sword stabbed forward violently, and three swords came out of the air, one sword was more violent than the other, and one sword was more powerful than the other, and a large piece of fire yuan power became pure fuel and integrated into the sword momentum, and suddenly the surrounding fire was surging, becoming a world of flames, and in the world of flames, three crescent-shaped sword qi burst out!

"Empty your palm!"

The empty palm was not a high-level fighting skill, only a medium level, but when it was used in Zhang Zhiyong's hands, the entire space seemed to be cleared, and the flames suddenly rolled back, unable to get close to his body.

And under the tremor of this palm, the three sword rays actually broke apart, and then turned into a little star, collapsed into invisibility, and disappeared.

The pupils of the students watching the battle shrank sharply, and Zhang Zhiyong's control of the fighting skills was perfect, and the power of the empty palm was brought into full play.

The bottom of the firmament's heart was also secretly shocked, the seven colleges and universities were really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it was difficult for them to meet opponents who could fight on the front line, after all, not every war could be fought, and here, it was undoubtedly much happier to be able to meet many opponents of the same level!

"The sky is full of fire!"

Although the offensive was dissolved, but the firmament did not have a decadent trend, his eyes burst out with a rich light, the whole body trembled with excitement because of the opponent, he took a deep breath, the fire attribute of the yuan force poured into the Ziyan Demon Sword, and in an instant, the flames spread out from the sword body of the Ziyan Demon Sword, like a huge red cloud, enveloping Zhang Zhiyong entirely, Zhang Zhiyong's face changed slightly, and the blazing breath around him made him sweat all the time, and at this moment, he felt a fierce aura lock him！

The whole body of the firmament suddenly spun up, and he killed it with a powerful momentum that never returned, and the artistic conception of fire was actually condensed by him on the Purple Flame Demon Sword, and the unique burning power of the fire attribute directly cut Zhang Zhiyong's artistic conception of the earth, and stabbed the school emblem on Zhang Zhiyong's chest!

Zhang Zhiyong's face was solemn to the extreme, and he turned his palm into a fist and smashed it towards this sword-

"Wuyue Fist - Wind Surge Heng Mountain!"

With the bombardment of this punch, the surrounding void trembled violently, and the earth attribute energy between heaven and earth surged towards the fist as if it had been summoned by some kind of summoning, and the violent wind blew up, with an unstoppable momentum, but-

The cold light in the firmament's eyes flickered, and a red point of light appeared at the tip of the Purple Flame Demon Sword, which directly broke the momentum that Zhang Zhiyong had finally condensed, making Zhang Zhiyong's breath like a ball that had been punctured, and his momentum quickly decreased!

Zhang Zhiyong's face changed drastically, he didn't expect that the firmament would control the fire attribute yuan power so well, and he would gather all the power to a point on the tip of the sword in an instant.

There was no time to dodge, Zhang Zhiyong could only quickly cross his arms in front of him, and the earth attribute yuan power rushed out of his body desperately, turning into a substance in front of him, becoming a mountain one person high and half a meter thick!

Bang!

Rumble!

However, it did not play its due defensive role, the sword of the firmament unstoppably shattered the mountain peak, and hit Zhang Zhiyong's arms, and suddenly Zhang Zhiyong's entire body flew out upside down, hitting the enchantment fiercely, under the control of the firmament, Zhang Zhiyong suddenly felt a hot pain in his back, and the blazing flames burned his back!

The body leaned forward suddenly, out of the enchantment, and a burst of green smoke suddenly rose from his back, even if Zhang Zhiyong didn't look behind him, he knew that there must be a few blisters burning behind him at this time.

The arm was also a hot pain, a red dot appeared on the left arm, and a trace of blood flowed out of it, under the attack of the Purple Flame Demon Sword, the strength of his physical body was also a little insufficient!

However, before he came back to his senses, he already felt the hot breath approaching him, and suddenly raised his head, just in front of the black pupils that exuded coldness in the firmament, and suddenly his heart shrank, and a chill quickly rose from the bottom of his feet.

"Lin Luo!"

Zhang Zhiyong roared angrily, that is, at this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and the golden spear burst from a distance, bombarding the back of the firmament, the firmament frowned slightly, and he didn't look at the back, the purple flame demon sword swung out towards the back, and the purple sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it collided with that gun, bursting out of violent energy, and in an instant, a small pit appeared on the ground.

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

Qiong turned around, his eyes became more and more indifferent, Zhang Zhiyong swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Let's go together, the Purple Flame Demon Sword is too sharp, it is difficult to resist it alone!"

No one objected, the battle just now has made them understand that no one is the opponent of the firmament in a single fight, and if there was no intervention from Lin Luo, now Zhang Zhiyong's school emblem has been shattered and he is out.

The firmament calmed his excited heartbeat, although the breath tended to be stable, but it was more intense, more terrifying, the fire attribute Yuan Force lingered within a meter of his body, and the burning air was slightly distorted, as if it had burned out all the vitality that was enveloped.

With a flick of the Purple Flame Demon Sword, a purple beam of light stretched out from the hilt of the sword, surrounding the purple sword body, and clusters of beating purple flames appeared around the Purple Flame Demon Sword, and the Nine Shadows of the Flame Fire, known as one of the hellfires, released a cold aura, giving people the feeling that it was as gloomy and mysterious as coming from hell!

At this moment, one after another sword qi came out from the firmament's body, and directly bombarded those large troops, led by Zhang Zhiyong, the four of them dodged, but some of the teams behind them who didn't have time to dodge were killed, and they were directly blasted out by the sword qi, and some of them were even smashed into the school emblem!

"Compared to the previous use of the Purple Flame Demon Sword, the power is now even more powerful!" Duan Shanhai said in a deep voice.

Lin Luo's brows were also furrowed: "The Purple Flame Demon Sword is a big trouble, but so many people pay enough price to smash him!"

"Don't bother!"

At this time, the corners of Zhang Zhiyong's mouth hooked up a cold smile, this smile made Lin Luo and the three of them cold, and suddenly felt that Zhang Zhiyong seemed to have mastered this great hole card, only to see Zhang Zhiyong's eyes look at the sky, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even stronger-

"I said firmament, if you don't have the Purple Flame Demon Sword, how much strength can you exert, huh?"

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(To be continued) (To be continued.) )