Seven hundred and twentieth chapters Canglong lead
Faced with Cui Qing's challenge, Zhou Cheng took the lead.
His thoughts were simple. One was of course anger, and he wanted to teach the other party a lesson. The other reason was that he always regarded Senior Brother Zhan as the highest combat power of the younger generation of Cangyan Sect disciples.
If Zhan Ziping takes action in the first battle, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for the opponent?
Ji Xueqing is a woman, so of course she cannot be allowed to come forward in such matters. As for Zhong Zihao and the shy young man, they were directly ignored by Zhou Cheng.
How can one with only the peak level of Tongxuan Realm compete with the prodigies of Biyang Yun Palace?
"Okay, then be careful!"
Zhan Ziping naturally understood Zhou Cheng's thoughts, and after pondering for a while he nodded, not forgetting to give an instruction.
Ji Xueqing hesitated to speak, and finally stepped aside to watch the battle silently, but her worry was written all over her pretty face.
"Junior Brother Cui, I hope you will show mercy."
Xing Yiyun was helpless, seeing that the fight could not be stopped, so she could only make a request.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen."
Ling Tianrui patted her shoulder lightly, a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he comforted her softly.
"Come on, Tianjiao!"
Cui Qing stood up straight, then he was behind his back, and he stretched out his other hand to wave, full of contempt.
"Bastard, watch the punch!"
Zhou Cheng was furious. After all, he was also a famous and talented disciple of Cangyan Sect, but he was so despised by the opponent. He also did not take out his weapon and prepared to attack with bare hands.
"Puff puff puff!"
I saw his right fist clenched slightly, and as a surging true energy surged, the surrounding air was squeezed out with a crackling sound. A thick wave surged out from his whole body, and he smashed hard with the force of swallowing mountains and rivers.
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Zhou Cheng's physical strength was so tyrannical that even Zhan Ziping was ashamed of himself. He did not hold back this punch. He deliberately wanted Cui Qing to make a fool of himself. His figure was like an ancient beast shooting out of the sky. This scene made Zhan Ziping and others couldn't help but open their mouths and cheer.
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The thin and shy young man had bright eyes and a look of envy on his face. He clenched his fists and didn't know when he would reach the level of Senior Brother Zhou.
However, this terrifying blow was nothing outstanding in Cui Qing's eyes. He even raised the corner of his mouth with a contemptuous arc, and his body suddenly flashed forward like a lurking cheetah.
"Bang... click!"
What the Cangyan Sect disciples didn't expect was that with a loud bang and the sound of bones breaking, Zhou Cheng's tall body was thrown high like a kite with its string broken, and smoke and dust were scattered all over the ground when it fell.
Zhou Cheng's face turned red for a while, but he tried not to scream, but his wrists were already bending irregularly.
"Senior Brother Zhou!"
Ji Xueqing and the shy disciple immediately helped Zhou Cheng up, feeling horrified in their hearts.
The second-ranked disciple of the Cangyan Sect was actually injured by a blow from Cui Qing, who was of the same level, during a physical strength competition.
Zhan Ziping's pupils shrank suddenly. Cui Qing's strength was completely beyond his expectation. Even if he took action in person, if he wanted to defeat Zhou Cheng, he would have to rely on his physical strength to win, and it was impossible without dozens of moves.
"Not so good!"
Cui Qing slowly took back his palm, seemingly disappointed, shook his head and sighed softly.
"Hmph, let me fight again!"
Zhou Chengzhen used his strength to repair the injured wrist, and pushed away the two junior brothers and sisters who were supporting him, hoping to avenge his previous humiliation.
"Junior Brother Zhou, you are no match for him, let me try!"
Zhan Ziping took a step to stop Zhou Cheng, his face was heavy and he shook his head slightly.
"Senior Brother Zhan, I..."
What else did Zhou Cheng want to say, but Ji Xueqing comforted him: "You should rest first and let Senior Brother Zhan seek justice for you."
It was obvious that Ji Xueqing was aware of Cui Qing's horror just from the blow just now, and she also had no confidence in Zhou Cheng.
"Since you are called senior brother by them, you are quite capable. I hope you can be a little stronger than the loser just now."
Looking at the angry Zhan Ziping in front of him, Cui Qing showed a trace of expectation in his eyes, raised his chin, and spoke in a condescending manner.
"Keng!"
A long sword, a sub-artifact that shone with red light, jumped into his hand, and Zhan Ziping gained an extraordinary aura: "Your physical strength is terrifying, and I am ashamed of myself. I want to try your skill with the weapon."
"That's fine!"
Cui Qing looked at Zhan Ziping for a while before reluctantly nodding in agreement. He seemed a little embarrassed, but also showed a lack of interest: "Since we all use swords, we can just prove it."
Xing Yiyun shook her head gently. Only a disciple of Biyang Yun Palace could understand that Cui Qing's most evil skill was swordsmanship, and his physical strength was nothing more than his natural talent.
Zhan Ziping thought he had a chance to win this way, but he was afraid he would be disappointed.
"Cangyan Sword Sutra!"
Knowing that his opponent's strength is terrifying, Zhan Ziping excels in martial arts every time he strikes.
I saw him pinching the sword technique in his left hand and straightening the long sword in his right hand, a surging wave burst out from his body, ripples appeared in the void, as if a giant dragon was about to tear the void apart.
"laugh……"
A bright red sword light cut through the void and headed straight for Cui Qing. The two were only ten feet away from each other. It could be said that they arrived in an instant.
Zhou Cheng, Ji Xueqing and the shy disciple's eyes lit up. Senior Brother Zhan had already mastered this set of martial arts to a great level, and their hopes of defeating this arrogant Biyang Yun Palace disciple were greatly increased.
However, Cui Qing just glanced at the sword light, shook his right hand, and a silver sword light suddenly flashed like the sun, and landed with a terrifying pressure.
"Tsk...bang!"
A violent explosion spread, and a deep pit with a radius of several feet appeared on the ground. Countless cracks spread in all directions like spider webs. Zhan Ziping's sword light was instantly annihilated. If he hadn't been quick to see the opportunity, he would have probably even
The right arm will be removed together.
Even so, he was knocked back ten feet away, his face was pale, his eyes were shocked, and he looked at Cui Qing in disbelief.
Although the blow just now was not his strongest killing move, he did not hold back. Unexpectedly, the opponent was able to neutralize it and counterattack in an understatement.
As expected of a disciple of Biyang Yun Palace, his cultivation level is comparable to his own, but his combat power is so different?
"Is this the most outstanding genius of the Cangyan Sect? He can't even catch my casual blow, and he talks so loudly and looks down on other people's advice?" Cui Qing smiled, high-spirited.
"Don't be complacent, hit me with 'Cang Long Yin'!"
Zhan Ziping was furious, and then his whole body's true energy bloomed unreservedly. The terrifying pressure caused the shy disciple's complexion to change slightly, and he quickly retreated a distance.
Immediately afterwards, a crimson horse that was more than ten feet long condensed out and shot straight into the sky. There seemed to be a faint roar of a dragon, and the pressure was astonishing.
Zhong Zihao, who had always been expressionless, his eyes lit up. Cangyan Sect actually had such a technique. If he expected it to be true, this set of techniques should have something to do with the Dragon Clan.
Otherwise, no matter how similar the shapes are, it is impossible for the dragon's roar and dragon's power to appear.