Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“Another loser in a row, the number one. ”

“Together with Yunping and Pei Shaoxuan, these guys are too strong to compete today. ”

“Yeah, we've got a lot of roads to figure out, damn it, and it's going to be tough to win 60 games. ”

One battle went on, with the exception of some fighters who still had their cards on them, all over the place, and the end was mostly tragic.

Even ten victories have not been won, and some have even lost, once and for all, eighteen consecutive games.

The atmosphere on the scene became even more frightening.

The old man in the grey robe said unemotionally: "Fifty-six, you must be sad. ”

When the wind was gently swinging, the shadow floated onto the battlefield, arching his hands to all directions: “The heavenly sword gate set the wind, instructing you. ”

“Ding Feng finally came up, don't lose, I pressed 56,000 without the intermediate spirit stone on him. ”

“Me too, don't be like Pei Shaoxuan, otherwise you won't be able to cry. ”

“I don't think so, Tianmen swordsmanship, there is no obvious certainty, not to mention the skill of using qi as a sword. ”

Watching the advent of Ding Xiaoxuan, there was a huge amount of discussion in the audience. After all, there were far more people betting on him than Pei Shaoxuan.

Bang

A middle-aged martial artist wearing a suit of war armor steadily landed on the ground, opened his hand and suddenly flew out of the three large clapping tower shields and quickly danced around him.

“Moyenne, come and teach Your Excellency the high tricks. ”

Ding Feng looked at the three small tower shields, frowned slightly, and looked at the smell on the shield, it seemed to be a defensive treasure of middle quality.

Use Qi as a sword!

Try it first, Ding Feng softly shouted, behind him appeared eighteen qi swords, fingers together forward and one finger vigorously.

Tinker Bell! Tinker Bell!

A ping-pong sound rang, and the three slapping shields kept flying up, down, left, and right, stopping all the swordsmanship a meter away from Moang's body.

The wind was faintly depressed, which inevitably accelerated the speed again, and the angle of the sword became more and more drilled, but the shield seemed to automatically sense danger.

Wherever the Air Sword comes from, it can block the powerful Air Sword at the end of the day, whether it comes from above, to the left, to the right or around the bend.

“If you can't find a gap, give me a gap and use your anger as a sword, and!” After a long time, the wind and sorrow could not help but move the real fire.

The fierce sword will rush straight from the wind and grief. There seems to be a myriad of swords in the air, and the wind will rise up and dance wildly.

Eighteen air swords, and for one, went straight for Moe.

Bell!

Moving in disgrace, one of the large tower shields instantly became more than two meters tall and more than one meter wide, covering its entire body.

The Qi sword was stabbed on the tower shield as if it were a loud, sparkling sword.

A meter behind the tower shield, Moang, his hands stamped, the expression on his face looked very uncomfortable, his feet firmly grabbed on the ground.

Whoops, whoops!

The sword is wild, such as the river running, attached to the qi sword, the wind repeatedly commands the qi sword, hit hard toward the tower shield.

Each impact provoked a raging wind in the air, over the sword in the wind, whimpering.

That powerful sword is like substance, and as the wind tries to blend in, it seems like it wants to invade Moe's face.

But they were blocked outside by two other big shields.

“It's kind of funny, isn't it? Slaughter, fusion! ”

Ding Feng snorted coldly, his anger suddenly turned bright red, the smell of slaughter quickly spread throughout the scene.

For a moment, the air seemed to solidify, setting the mood for the whole person and pulling it up again.

Bang

Blood red qi sword, harshly stabbed tower shield, a loud noise came, Moe connected the shield, was directly hit 100 meters.

Boom!

After landing, the power of the sword was transferred to the ground, suddenly blowing up a huge deep pit with a pale face but still no major obstacle.

Gao Yangyu looked at all of this and smiled faintly: “It's useless, the average intermediate treasure really can't block your sword, it can cooperate with Mo's special tricks, it's hard to break like the sky. ”

Looking at the glued battlefield, many of the audience outside the field began to lift their minds.

Even then, the drums, which sounded incredibly exciting, were very irritating at this moment.

pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng!

As soon as the wind and sorrow killed, the wind and rain continued to beat the face back, and the horrible sword spread on the scene.

Let the power of each sword increase by more than 20%, and Nai Ho Mo Yan is like a tortoise dead defense.

The three shields dance up and down, shifting back and forth between sizes, blocking the sad killing moves from the outside.

kā cā!

The sword returned to the sheath and the wind kicked a slight sigh of sorrow, wiping the sweat off his forehead, sighing: “That's it, you go down, this game is even. ”

He has been attacking for two consecutive hours, but the other side's defense is amazing. With so much energy consumed, the next 17 battles will be abandoned.

I had to choose the tie, and this man came after his swordsmanship, and it was really hard to deal with.

Hahahaha!

Above the tall tower, Gao Yangyu laughed with great pleasure. After saying this, he again accounted for more than six million intermediate spirit stones.

“Congratulations to the owner of the city, six million Middle-Grade Spirit Stones have been credited again.” Several old men rose to congratulate.

The smile on Gao Yangyu's face was unstoppable and cheerful. “The next winning streak looks like Jiangzi Ink. How much is his bet? ”

“Less sad than Ding Feng, but three million more too. ”

Gao Yangyu shouted: “Without Phase Divine Gong, yes, it is a bit difficult to deal with, but spending more resources on wheel warfare should be fine. ”

The winning streak ended, but the next 17 games ended with a total of 63 victories.

In this way, regardless of the outcome of the battle tomorrow and the day after, the first round of eligibility, the predetermined wind is to get it first.

The audience on the scene felt sorry for themselves. If the first game was not a tie, he would probably be the one who broke the record of 60 consecutive victories.

The shouting in the field is more exciting than the last defeat of Pei Shaoxuan, because there are so many people who buy the sad.

In the end, he didn't win 50 straight games, and fell directly on 47, leaving the wagerers with nothing to say.

When Ding Feng passed by Jiangzi Mo, he said: "Sixty consecutive victories will depend on you. Your ability to continue without Phase Divine Gong is enough to make you laugh. ”

Jiang Zimo shook his head and laughed: “Hard, I have no divine power, victory is enduring, defeat is enduring. ”

After a few fights, Jiangzi Mushroom appeared, his first opponent, a very energetic centenarian.

Jiang Zimo sensed this person's breath, his heart sinked slightly, his biggest advantage is that each palm can have 10% power, but only 10% consumption.

So the average man, instead of fighting, if he did his best, would be dragged out by him for a few moments, while he himself was still overwhelmed with energy.

This is the weird thing about Phaseless Divine Art, one of the only three heavenly primary arts of the Palace of Demons.

But I don't know how many years old people have lived, and it looks like trouble.

Hammering for a long time, the other party may be bad at everything, but never bad at energy.

pēng pēng pēng pēng!

Immediately after the salute, the two of them battled together, touching hard, you came and went to me, and fear was doing everything you could.

Strong energy, turbulent in the field, every time a palm wind collides, will blow up a huge deep pit on the battlefield.

Heavy roaring voices, not only in the ears, but even in the heavenly drums of war, were completely suppressed.

The two men fought tirelessly, and the two sides broke out equally powerful, compared to who drained their energy first.

A thousand moves later, the vast battlefield was punched by the aftermath of the battle between the two men, with no place intact.

The old man's face grew pale and his strength was a little weak.

Yet Jiangzi Ink's face was still blushing, he could not see a slight change, the air of palm wind shock buzzed, and the power did not diminish slightly.

Bang

Once again, the two of them clapped each other, but this time it was not the same flag drum. The old man was directly shocked back a few dozen steps, and Jiangzi Ink only slightly backed three steps.

“This won't hold, come again! ”

Jiang Zimo smiled lightly and flew forward, stamping his hands against the old man's chest.

The palm wind remained sharp and the power did not diminish in the slightest, defeating the old man's spitting blood directly.

The second scene continued, resulting in another centenarian, Jiangzi Ink laughed bitterly, a thousand moves after his war.

The other party ran out of energy and finally couldn't keep up with the power of Jiangzimo. He was defeated by one of his moves.

Continuing in the third round, a centuries-old man, with a deep and long breath, knew from a glance that he was a very energetic samurai.

Jiang Zimo once again fought his war with more than a thousand moves, the other party's energy could not keep up, again defeated by Jiang Zimo.

The fourth round continues with a centenarian.

Jiangzi Ink looked so relaxed on her face that the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, her heart was depressed to the extreme.

Though it has long been expected that the other party will find many, energetic martial artists to engage in wheel warfare with themselves.

But Jiang Zimo really didn't expect that Gao Yangyu would be so disgusting, actually all looking for an old guy over 100 years old, every time it takes thousands of moves to open up.

Family-free divine arts are even more powerful, so you must live and die.

Some helplessly waved, Jiang Zimo said: “Go down, I've lost this one. ”

The old man was slightly relieved when he heard the words. "Thank you, little friend. A thousand tricks on an old bone are harder than you young people. ”

After 49 consecutive victories, Jiang Zimo finally did not win 50 consecutive victories, and the scene sounded another cry.

After 50 games, the bettors get a little bit of money.

However, the magnification rate was only a little smaller, who knew that Jiangzi Ink was so close, but had not yet taken this step.

Then Mu Xinya appeared, and people's hearts rekindled their last hope, Mu Xinya and Jiangzi Muqi, maybe she could win fifty or even sixty consecutive victories.

But Ma Xinya didn't want to use it, Sirius left her strength, which would weaken her for a long time.

He also lost, under the sniper of Gao Yangyu, stopping 48 consecutive victories.

Aiya!

In the large audience, with the defeat of Mu Xinya, thousands of people sighed, “Fifty consecutive victories, nobody broke through, let alone 60 games, this time it is a total loss of blood. ”