Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Xiao Chen walked a distance, along with the two of them, because of the help of God, Xiao Chen could easily follow the two of them, and a moment later, they exited the East Gate.

As the road slipped away, no one could be seen above the final avenue, Xiao Chen felt a little uncomfortable, hesitated for a moment but decided to follow.

A few steps forward, but found Cold Sky and Yan Qianyun looking at themselves with a smile. Cold heaven slowly walked over, still without any expression on his grim face, coldly said: “Who sent you? ”

Yan Qianyun laughed beside him, “Cold Brother, let me take care of this man. He came for me. Just notify them with your warrant. ”

Leng Tianyue glanced at Xiao Chen and was relieved to see that he only had the fix of a high-quality martial artist. Yan Qianyun should be able to kill this man easily with a high-quality martial artist.

“Finish your business and meet early. ”

After a long walk in cold heaven, Yan Qianyun slowly walked to Xiao Chen's side. “Xiao Chen, I really didn't expect to see you here again. I've been waiting for this day for a long time. How do you want to die? ”

Xiao Chen muttered for a moment: “I have a question, how did you recognize me? I think I should hide well, how could you find me? ”

Yan Qianyun laughed and said: “I will never forget the way you looked at me. Before you die, you will also be a clear ghost. There is a secret treasure on Leng Tianyue, and you have been discovered when you walked out of the court. ”

Xiao Chen nodded, turns out so, I don't know what kind of treasure it is, I can actually find him so far away. But it doesn't matter anymore. Xiao Chen smiled softly at Yin Qianyun: “Thank you for explaining, you can die. ”

Yan Qianyun snorted coldly and thought it was funny. “Do you really think you're my opponent? I..."

Boom!

He was not finished yet, Xiao Chen gently pinched a fingerprint, affixed three pints of fire cloud charm at the foot of Yan Qianyun, a blast, a flame with a rolling wave scattered, huge power directly burst Yan Qianyun into the sky.

Three-point attack symbol, directly hit by the equivalent of a peak great martial artist full force, Yan Qianyun suddenly failed to beat the defense, immediately beaten without any fighting power.

The technique of pulling a knife, Xiao Chen's figure jumped in the air, the knife flashed, a black and autumnal head separated from his whole body of scorched black, then slammed to the ground.

Xiao Chen landed steadily on the ground and looked at the body of Yan Qianyun above the ground without expression. He took off the space ring in his hand and shook and took out everything inside.

Dozens of junior spirit stones, along with some dandruff and silver tickets, landed on the ground, an ancient royal book, printed in Xiao Chen's eyes, “Heritage martial arts, dragon catcher. ”

The so-called inheritance of martial arts can only be practiced by the spirits who inherited that pulse, but Xiao Chen has the provenance of fighting the saints to change the script, but it can be simulated, a slight glance, and put it into the Qian Kun precept.

Close your eyes, Xiao Chen sensation affixed at the foot of Cold Sky Yue, on which Xiao Chen's blood is printed, can be clearly sensed even at a distance of thousands of miles.

A faint yellow dot appeared in his mind, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, summoned out the silver warship, jumped up and turned into a silver lightning flying away.

After half a noise, Xiao Chen rushed to the place where Leng Tianyue was, because of his treasure, Xiao Chen hid in a cloud and looked at the situation on the ground.

Above the ground, with a black mask on his face, he stood quietly in place, in front of him, four great martial artists, also wearing masks, surrounding the cold tassels.

In the clouds, Xiao Chen sensed the war situation on the ground with his senses. After carefully looking at the girl's face, he finally determined that the person besieged in the field was indeed the girl he met in the water pond.

“The desire to kill a great martial artist with a heritage of martial arts seems somewhat inadequate.” Xiao Chen stood somewhat puzzled at the bow of the boat and said, "At least two martial arts respects are required to make sure it doesn't fail. ”

Slowly Xiao Chen saw the doorway. The four great martial artists had a combination of martial arts, all of which were connected, and practiced for a long time. The cooperation was quite tacit.

The knife flashed, and the sound of a blast came out of the scene. The slender knife in cold tassels revealed a terrible light, the sound of the wind and the dust, and a small ditch appeared on the land.

Between the horizontal and vertical, there seems to be a rhyme in the middle, with a faint saintly power.

Cold tassels are surrounded by four people, flashing left and right, and the tack of stickiness keeps coming out, but they can still not break through the circle of four people.

However, the expression on her face did not panic too much, swung the knife and slammed the knife, knocking the four people into the gear again, watching the cold sky standing next to her.

The chill on her beautiful face said, “Cold heaven, is that how you want to kill me? The heir's position, is that how you're attracted? ”

“Aren't you afraid to punish your father when he finds out? ”

Under the mask, he could not see the expression of cold sky, he did not return to the problem of cold tassels, faintly said: “Waste? Even Wuzheng can easily take down the knockout technique. It's been almost half an hour, haven't you taken it yet? ”

The four heard the reprimand of the cold sky, and the power in their hands had to deepen a point, and the more aggressive offensive, constantly attacking the cold tassel.

“Phoenix rings! ”

“Dragon roar! ”

“Tiger roar! ”

“Black Turtle! ”

The four men could not fight for a long time, their hearts flattened, softly shouted, and jumped flat.

The most powerful technique, the four elephants, the phoenix, the blue dragon, the white tiger, the Xuanwu, appeared in the formation of the ancient sacred beasts, as if they were alive.

“Four Elephants in One! ”

Countless voices of holy beast roar out, faint holy beast together, like to suffocate, even the air solidified under this dignity.

Xiao Chen stood at the bow of the boat and was somewhat surprised in his heart. After a close look, he finally discovered that the original four men's martial souls had a trace of the blood of the Holy Beast.

Although the dilutions are powerful, the combined releases are also terrifying.

I really don't know where Leng Tianyue found these four people, looking at the cooperation between them, they should have trained together since they were young.

Cold tassel frowned slightly, red long skirt danced with the wind, looking at the four elephants in the air, not too much fear on the face.

The sound of the wind, the yellow silk dance, the long skirt floating like a wave, accompanied by her clean face, the arrogant figure, standing straight on the ground, she is like an ancient goddess of martial arts.

“Flaming soul, anger of saints. Dance of Fire! ”

Cold tassel held a long knife in his right hand and slowly paddled it across the palm of his left hand. The bright red blood followed the knife body and dropped the answer onto the ground.

The ancient saints of the saints, who were summoned by blood, lived in the gutters of the saints.

“It turns out that it is a weapon used by the saints, such a strong and blatant Qi.” Xiao Chen said with some surprise in the clouds.

Boom!

The trenches above the ground set fire to the flames of the sky, and a roar came from the red flame, as if it had traveled through time and space for tens of thousands of years.

Cold tassels stood in flames, glittering flashes of flame, lighting her reddish cheeks. She leaped in the sky and the voice of the knife rose with endless flames.

Bang

Like destroying and pulling decay, only one knife, that flame with the power of saints, instantly smashed four elephants into one, the phoenix broke, the turtle far away, the dragon chopped, the white tiger burned into a pile of ashes.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Four people landed heavily on the ground, taking a fatal blow to their souls, looking pale and without any fighting power for a short time.

kā cā!

At this time, Cold Sky Yue suddenly shot, a flash of cold light appeared, and Cold Sky Yue's body had appeared beside the cold tassel.

This knife is coming to an extreme point, and the timing is very precise, just when Cold tassel lends its saintly power to the best of its ability.

If she is waiting for a moment to respond, the chances of this knife succeeding in hurting her are much smaller. Forgive the cold tassels have anticipated the attack of Cold Heaven and cannot escape.

The knife crossed, leaving a scar on the chest of a cold tassel, and the blood burst out in the air. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled and her face revealed a painful look, and the long knife in her hand swung forwards.

The knife was cut into the cold sky, but it was cut into the air. It was nothing but a remnant left in the sky. Cold Heaven and Yue's body had flashed beside her, snorted coldly, kicked out one foot, and directly kicked the cold tassel to the ground.

The force of this foot is very large, the body of the cold tassel continues to slide backwards after landing, the long knife is inserted on the ground, a long trench is drawn, the body slowly slows down.

Leng Tianyue has no bullshit, doesn't want to give Leng Liu a chance, his figure flashes in the air. When he landed on the ground, the knife rose and a brilliant knife slashed across the Su toward the cold tassel on the ground.

Cold tassels barely lift their knives to stop them, but they can't stop them at all. Their bodies, like shells, fly out again and fall to the ground heavily.

Xiao Chen's face changed. I didn't expect the situation on the battlefield to change in such a short period of time. I had seen the cold tassels solve those four people, so I could not use him anymore.

“Thunder Strike! ”

A lightning bolt descended from the sky, successfully stopped Cold Heaven and Yue from moving forward. Xiao Chen made a transliteration technique, simulated Ji Long Sky's martial arts, and turned into a meteor rapidly landing on the ground.

Leng Tianyue looked at the meteors in the sky, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, the martial arts of the South Ridge Ji family, Ji Long Sky came here? No, it's not pure Ji family martial arts.

“Pretending to be a ghost, I'll show you the original form!” Cold heaven and earth sneered, pulled up and left a shadow in the air. As the speed reached its peak, the light on the knife lit up and slashed hard towards Xiao Chen.

Explode!

Xiao Chen appeared in shape and drank lightly. A flaming red fireworks rose up in the sky. Before he understood what was going on, he had been blown up with flesh and skin. His body was thrown by the air waves towards the sky.