Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The two men fell instantly, and the situation immediately tilted towards Liu Ruyue's side. The wounds on her continued to increase, but did not fall.

His face had already been stained with blood, and he looked horrible. The remaining men showed fright in his heart. He started to change carefully and only wanted to be able to preserve himself.

But this made them die faster. Liu Ruyue ignored the wounds on his body and changed his life.

One person left a long wound on Liu Ruyue's body, the blood rushed, behind her another Wuzheng chased after her.

Liu Ruyue, regardless of the soldiers behind him, and the forthcoming attack, inserted a long knife into the body of an inferior Wuzheng, his energy burst and immediately burst into pieces.

Cha!

The man behind the attack left another wound behind Liu Ruyue's back. Liu Ruyue looked like he didn't feel anything. His left hand grabbed the soldier's blade, turned a knife and took a shock.

In this man's frightened eyes, his head was cut off, and soon only Master Zhao remained standing in the field.

The remaining seven Wuzheng fell to the ground and died without a whole corpse. Without a complete corpse, the blood bled all over the place, the bloody nose made people sick.

Looking at the scene like hell, Zhao Gong Ming's right hand held on to the slight tremor. In his heart, Liu Ruyue was so harsh, so harsh on himself, so harsh on his enemies.

Do I have to fight her? I am not these old people, I still have a great future, just 30 years ago, there has been a cultivation of Chinese martial arts, the future is bright and promising.

Such an idea emerged in Lord Zhao's mind. After a moment, the idea was like a flood of absolute remarks. It was impossible to clean up. Liu Ruyue was desperate. Why should I, Zhao Ming, be desperate? It's silly!

Liu Ruyue sneered in his heart. At a glance, he could see Lord Zhao's heart was frightened. He wiped blood on his face. Grasp the knife handle again, and the blood in your hand runs down the knife body, dripping down the floor.

The black body of the Moon Shadow Knife, stained with red blood, is like a blood knife and looks incredible.

Kill!

Liu Ruyue sighed lightly, and the sky slaughtered, paving the ground toward Lord Zhao Ming. The figure turned into a blurry white shadow in the air, and the moon shadow knife made a big picture of the electricity, crackling, brilliant and brilliant.

Master Zhao looked at Liu Rumoon in front of him and as he bit his teeth, the long knife cut out a knife and greeted him up.

The shape of the two people is changing rapidly in the air, and the newly opened people can still see the two shadows, and the final speed is getting faster. You can only see the two white shadows shaking constantly and the light in the air.

The sound of a whisper continued to come, the knife gas flew towards the surrounding area, there was an unintentional rock hit, instantly shredded into countless pieces, the two were around the fighting, and blinking became a ruin.

Bang

Suddenly a figure fell in the air. Xiao Chen's heart tightened. He sighed slightly in relief after he quickly looked to discover that it was Zhao's body.

Boom! Man in the air, Liu Ruyue flew down, his heavy foot kicked Zhao Gongming's chest, Zhao Gongming wounded, his throat was sweet, spit a large mouthful of blood.

After touching it, Zhao Gong Ming fell hard on the ground and looked at Liu Ruyue, who was constantly approaching him. His eyes were filled with fear.

“Is it fun to laugh at a piece of crap like you when I'm alone? ”

Liu Ruyue walked up to him, did not do it. There was a faint opportunity in the sky to lock her firmly. As soon as she did it, she would soon be devastated.

Liu Ruyue looked at the cloud over her head, and the corner of her mouth pulled up a mockery. The residual sun was like blood, shining on her, and she looked different and desolate.

“Hiding for so long, is that good? Old man!” Liu Ruyue sipped delicately and quickly pulled out the little cross knife between his waist.

The knife rotated rapidly in his hand, bringing a fierce airflow, the wind made a scene, rolled up countless dust, Xiao Chen couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

The revolving knife came out of its palm and formed a violent hurricane in the air. The hurricane was filled with cold lights, shouting and sweeping away towards the clouds of the sky, like rainbows.

Hurricanes rush in the air, rising with the wind, turning into one, dozens of lengths of hurricanes, horror like this!

Boom! Over the Nine Heavens, a shocking noise came, the hurricane hit the white clouds in the sky, a cloud of white fog appeared in the sky, and everyone's horizons were attracted to the past.

A little confused. Liu Ruyue attacked the white clouds in the sky for no reason whatsoever. When the clouds scattered, people saw the view in the sky, and their hearts were amazed.

In the sky, Song Lack calmly stopped in the air, his right hand held Liu Ruyue's little cross knife, the expression on his face was not frightened, calm, like a definitive old man.

He stood on top of the Nine Heavens, his body was restrained, calm as running water, but there was a majesty and natural, coming out of his body, creating a small feeling in people's hearts for no reason.

“Girl, are you kidding me?” Song Lack snorted coldly, his voice was not loud, but he kept echoing in the ears of Liu Ruyue and others, and his stirred breath and blood fluttered. Obviously, this voice contained some superior secrets.

WOW! The voice fell, Song Lack bounced, the little cross knife in his hand turned into a stream of shadows in the air, emitting bright light, breaking the fast air to form a long wave of air, coming towards Willow as the moon.

The little horizontal knife turned instantly, a breath ago was still far from the sky, and after winking, it had flown to Liu Ruyue's body. The force carried over the knife caused a wind.

The bloody dust on the ground was swept up by the wind and swept around, and the time dust flew all over the space.

This is the power of the peak Wu Wang, one of the finest slight bounces, there is such a frightening wave, the sharp passing, the mountain breaking rock.

When!

A crisp sound came from the flying dust and scattered the dust. Everyone saw Liu Ruyue's cross knife in front of him, his body held against the little cross knife that had descended from the sky, and the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood, apparently with internal injuries.

Little transverse knife on the back of the Moon Shadow knife, constantly spinning, Liu Ruyue's right hand held the knife handle tightly, his left hand against the body of the knife.

Even so, Liu Ruyue's footsteps kept moving backwards. His footsteps rubbed against the ground. The sound of sand kept ringing. The situation was critical. If Liu Ruyue finally couldn't hold up.

Little transverse knife will directly penetrate Liu Ruyue's chest. After that, he will surely die. Xiao Chen's heart is anxious, but at this time, he can only rush, there is no way.

Liu Ruzuki is now in a weak balance. Although dangerous, there is no danger to his life for the time being. If he helps, this balance will be broken immediately.

Without the strength of Wu Wang, he could not grasp this balance at all. After the strike, he would only let Liu Ruyue die faster.

Hu!

At this moment, Liu Ruyue's body suddenly burst out a white dragon. Bai Long circled around Liu Ruyue's side for a week. The faucet yelled at Song Lack in the sky.

Dragon tsunami, infinity, a vast array of majesty towards Song Lack, swept away. Song lacked a slight frown, his body paused in the air and his body moved slightly.

The momentum on the knife was immediately weak. Liu Ruyue seized the opportunity, sighed lightly, swung the knife, completely threw away the knife, and grabbed the knife that was about to fall.

No wonder the power of this little cross knife is so strong, it turns out there is a strand of air engine with Song Lack on it. Only by breaking this air machine can this move be broken.

The peak of the hall, Wu Wang, the owner of the peak, actually gave such a harsh talk to a minor generation, so shameless, Xiao Chen's heart hated cursing.

The sudden appearance of White Dragon should be Liu Ruyue's martial soul, the martial soul is separated, less than necessary, no one will do this. Xiao Chen looked at the white dragon that had returned to Liu Ruyue's body and felt a little familiar. He just couldn't remember exactly where he had seen it for a while.

Seeing this technique was broken, Song's face flashed a little anger, and he tried his best to get a knife. Although he didn't exhaust all his efforts, his power was also good, and he was actually broken by a small generation.

He felt embarrassed and snorted coldly, his body dropped directly from nine days with infinity. Treading heavily on the ground, his feet stirred a fierce air wave and swept towards the moon like a willow.

Liu Ruzuki is already at the end of a strong crossbow at this time, where can he resist the heartfelt blow of the peak Wu Wang, and his body is immediately struck out by the air wave.

Xiao Chen sighted, hurried to fly to the god, quickly caught Liu Ruyue, took out a blood replenishing Dan and couldn't refuse to feed it into Liu Ruyue's mouth.

“Don't you feel ashamed that Grandpa Tu's people are too ashamed to attack a younger generation?” Xiao Chen lifted Liu Ruyue up and looked at Song Lack of anger.

Song Jiao hasn't spoken yet, he hid behind the crowd Song Qianhe said: “What identity is my father? Is it your turn to talk like this? ”

Xiao Chen looked at Song Qianhe and smiled coldly: “Proposing marriage does not achieve the trick of playing with indiscriminate means, trying to threaten others with the medicine of saving people, someone who can teach you such a son, can come up with the color of your father, if the upper beam is not straight down the beam, anyone can teach this color. ”

Song Lack's face rose red, and all the things Song Qianhe did were acquiesced by him. Although he knew something was wrong, it was not the turn of a younger generation to say so.

The flood was such a killer, the momentum of the peak Wu Wang, rolled uncontrollably toward Xiao Chen, Song lacked cold as frost on his face, killing the machine revealed, “Ignorant generation, dare you say something? ”

The spirits of the Blue Dragon martial arts continued to circle, Xiao Chen's pressure subsided, his eyes looked straight at Song Lack, and he stood unafraid. He shouted: "For old disrespect, no shame, no courtesy, no shame at all, I call you an old bastard, what's wrong, what's wrong!!! ”