Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“You!” Song Qianhe reached out angrily to Xiao Chen, his face was incredibly red.

Song Qianhe brushed his right hand and pulled the blade out of his hand. “I don't care if you broke your vows or not, you will never go out again since you came to Heavenly Knife Palace today. ”

Xiao Chen looked heavy, his right hand was fastened to the knife handle, and the cold killing gas spread out, coldly: “Take a step forward and try it. ”

Killing was like the essence, the ice chilled into the bone, and Song Qianhe felt suddenly in his heart, stopped walking, and he couldn't even explain why.

On that day, Xiao Chen punched his father in the head and wandered back into the sleep of Song Qianhe. He didn't want to kill Xiao Chen at all times.

In order to avenge his death, he became the second warrior to step into the kingdom of Wu Wang before he was twenty years old, after Liu Ruyue's reign in Heavenly Knife over the past two years, despite all his insane training.

Rationally, he became the peak owner of Biyun Peak, presiding over a peak son, which is very spiritual. I thought I had broken into the realm of the Wu Wang, the pinnacle of Xiao Chen. It should be a steady victory ticket.

But seeing Xiao Chen again today, without expecting one of the other's eyes, he dared not move.

The airplane carefully probed out, Song Qianhe had no bottom, wanted to see what Xiao Chen has now repaired.

As a result, he found that he could not even read Xiao Chen's manipulation, which was unpredictable.

“Not the king of Chinese martial arts, a little stronger than the average classy martial arts king, is this guy the top classy martial arts king? ”

Song Qianhe was a little frightened by his own thoughts. The top king of martial arts, in the heavenly knife cabinet, is enough to rival the elders of the Presbyterian Council.

However, Wu Wang, the top martial artist, is fine, hold him off first. When the elders of Biyun Peak arrive, we can clean him up as usual.

“The son of Biyun Peak obeyed, this man is a rebel of the Skyknife Palace. Kill this man for me. Everyone has succeeded afterwards. I reward 5,000 lower spiritual stones each. ”

After deciding on his plans, Song Qianhe sent a green signal and drank it directly in his capacity as the master of the peak.

Shake, shake!

To accompany him, the disciples behind Song Qianhe are all from Biyun Peak, under his control, plus Xiao Chen did some rebellious things.

There are also huge spiritual stone rewards, these disciples immediately pulled out the blade, and the blade pointed far away at Xiao Chen.

“Kill!”

Shouted, Song Qianhe took the head up, he was not stupid, he was not blinded by hatred.

Knowing that he is not strong enough, he can only use these people to hold Xiao Chen first and then look for opportunities. After all, a top martial arts king is difficult to get rid of.

Unfortunately, sometimes, some things, some people, let your organs run out, no absolute power, so-called wisdom and scheming, are just a joke.

Song Qianhe is very unfortunate, this time he encounters this thing, this person, that is...

“Ignorance! ”

Straight as Xiao Chen, a pale old tree, snorted coldly, holding his right hand over the knife handle, gently pushed forward, the knife body pulled out half an inch.

The endless purple light, illuminated from above the knife, is contained in the light of Xiao Chennai's indestructible knife intent.

Whimpering!

The sharp knife spread out, and the blades in the hands of many disciples of Biyun Peak continued to tremble, including Song Qianhe.

An otherwise aggressive group of people stopped. The expression on their faces was amazing. They dragged the blade of the soldier out of their hands.

Half a move, Xiao Chen used only half a move, this group of confident, and thinking of the huge reward of Biyun Peak disciples, was forced to enter and retreat, and the wolf resisted the knife intent.

Xiao Chentang half-step within the realm of the Wuhuang Emperor, near the invincible existence, against these people who have been cultivated to the highest level are only the Lower Pin Wu Wang, honestly, with half a trick, they can all count on them.

For the sake of the same door, they are knife fighters, show a little respect for them, or you won't even have to give them a knife.

Whoops

Xiao Chen's hand once again pulled forward, the long black streamlined Moon Shadow Knife, sheathed out, purple glow, brilliant glass, infinite sword spreading uncontrollably.

Shh shh shh shh!

The whole crowd's hands could no longer hold the blade of the soldiers, a handle knife, rushing to the sky, spinning constantly in the sky.

“Knife, that's knife!” Biyun Peak's disciple, a face frightened, his voice trembling, said, desperately retreating.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, the blade pointed at the Song Qianhe, who wanted to turn around and flee, a distant finger, the flood in his eyes gushed out, the air condensed.

Killer chill, Song Qianhe, locked by Xiaochen's extreme killing environment, only felt that his feet were filled with lead water, weighing up to kilograms, making it difficult to move.

Bang

The killing intent, poured into my mind, spread all over my body. Song Qianhe felt a tremendous pain in his chest, his legs trembled and his eyes filled with horror.

He pounced and couldn't hold on any longer, kneeling directly on the ground.

The pressure in the mind of the desperate resistance, Song Qianhe single-handedly tried to keep himself from crawling.

Looking at Xiao Chen, his eyes filled with hateful eyes, he bit his teeth and said: “Xiao Chen, don't think you are the finest martial arts king, you can do whatever you want, enter this day's knife court, you will surely die! ”

“Superior Martial Arts King? I'm not anymore...”

Xiao Chen said lightly, with a long crystal knife, banging from the blade.

Kneeling on the ground, Song Qianhe was immediately cut by a knife gas over his chest, the knife wound was up to three inches deep, the blood gushed and the viscera was clearly visible.

Song Qianhe was knocked out, and the expression on his face looked painful.

This is an avenue of the heavenly knife pavilion, the disciples of the peaks, a path that must pass in order to get out of the mountains, and people flow by day and night.

Xiao Chen's struggle with Song Qianhe has long attracted many disciples passing by. Many people have some uncertainty about Xiao Chen's identity.

Hearing Song Qianhe's words at this moment, Xiao Chen's identity was finally determined. Dao looked surprised and shot at Xiao Chen, his mind was tremendously shocked.

“Shit, it's really him, it's been two years, and he's more than a few times stronger than he was. ”

“I suspected him a long time ago. White robe knife passenger Xiao Chen, who killed a peak owner of Tiankai, dared to walk in. ”

“I also understood the knife intent. None of us has understood the knife intent for thousands of years. Without the knife intent, it is an incomplete knife. ”

“This Song Qianhe, I don't know if it's luck or bad luck, Xiao Chen came and he touched it. ”

The samurai around them talked about it, and the legendary battle of the White Robe Knife on the roof two years ago seemed to be still ahead of them.

At that time, if anyone else would have suspected that Xiao Chen's strength after Sun Xiao could see Xiao Chen's performance now, no one would ever deny it.

That's the beginning of the legend, the epic legend of the White Robe Knife!

Xiao Chen closed the knife to the sheath, ignored the seriously injured Song Qianhe behind him, and was surprised by the beauty of everyone. He faced it frankly and was not proud.

“Xiao Chen, you killed my father, humiliated me on three occasions and twice, I will sooner or later let you die than Song Qianhe. ”

Song Qianhe on the ground, saw Xiao Chen did not even look at him, like an ant, humiliated in his heart, like a mad roar.

Rage!

Xiao Chen's calm face completely sank. Who was it that bothered him three times and tried to leave him to die?

Who in Heavenly Knife's Palace spyed on the Qingyun Peak industry, and bullied his small martial artist in the realm of the Dom Wu Wang.

And who, while he was away, repeatedly asked the killer to deal with him, and who, in his time of distress, fell to stone?

In the presence of all mankind, in disregard of decency and shame, he attacked him secretly, almost killing him as if he were a moon.

It's Song Lack, the father of Song Qianhe, that kind of scum, it's not enough to die a thousand times, not enough!

But when he reached Song Qianhe's mouth, he turned into Xiao Chen's irrational, Xiao Chen bullied him, and the strong words took reason, shamelessly.

How can there be such a truth in the world that he should invert black and white? Nonsense.

Bang! Xiao Chen flashed and kicked directly into the chest of Song Qianhe, lifting his whole person up, then heavily landed on the ground.

“Don't talk about your garbage father in front of me. Don't think I'm afraid to kill you. I dared to kill your father in front of all the world, and I dared to kill you today! ”

Stepping on the body of Song Qianhe, Xiao Chen had no expression on his face, his voice was freezing to the bone, and the seriously injured Song Qianhe trembled and was afraid to say another word.

xiu xiu xiu!

At this moment, when we saw the Song Qianhe signal, the five old seniors of Biyun Peak flew from afar.

Song Qianhe in despair, his eyes immediately sparked a glimmer of hope, and the one he was waiting for finally came.