Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Three days passed in a flash, inside Xiao Chen's residence, Liu Ruyue said: “Are we really not going? ”

Xiao Chen grabbed Liu Ruyue's hand with a faint smile: “No, really, he and I are just comparing knives, not real life and death fights, not even real consultation. ”

Than a knife, that's the term between knives, literally, which means that two people are knives at the same time, and look who's knife is a little stronger.

It sounds very simple to think about, but it really works, but it's incredibly complicated.

The moment the knife comes out of hand, it not only condenses energy, but more is the will of the warrior, as well as the will of the knife.

Typically, the first two are no use compared to a knife with knives. But Murongchong and Xiao Chen, both understood the knife intent, it is hard to say who is stronger than who.

Xiao Chen, however, is very confident in himself. Apart from the knife intent, his killing and thunder intentions have reached the limit, and will continue to grow stronger as the cultivation increases.

And the energy in his body, more pure and scary, countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures and heavenly order work exercises, combined with the role of the spiritual beads, hardly any of his peers can be stronger than him.

Murong Zhuang can't compare to him no matter what the odds are.

Except for that, Super Sect's proud disciple, who has had countless celestial treasures since birth, and more than ten years of cultivation than Xiao Chen, can barely surpass him.

But as time goes by, these few monstrous talents, and the gap with him, will only get smaller and smaller, and eventually he will overwhelm them.

“Don't worry, wait for the good news.” Xiao Chen let go and rushed to the sky and his eyes disappeared into Liu Ruyue's eyes.

Looking at Xiao Chen's direction of departure, Liu Lunar Lips bit gently and his eyes revealed a thoughtful eye.

When Xiao Chen first came to Heavenly Knife Palace, she needed to be protected under her wings, but after two years of haste, it completely surpassed her.

Liu Ruyue retracted her gaze. Her face showed perseverance and said to herself: “Looks like I'll have to take some time out to practice. Otherwise, this little guy overtook me too much. I'm too embarrassed. ”

Above that huge campus on the balcony, many disciples have been waiting for news.

The sun above his head was hot, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the crowd, and the discussion didn't stop from the beginning.

“Whoever you say can win, two years ago, the two of them were indistinguishable, Xiao Chenjian won a trick. ”

“It is hard to say that Murong Zheng is said to have half the strength of the Wushu Emperor, and Xiao Chen has half the strength of the Wushu Emperor, but he only showed his hand that day and did not see any concrete strength. ”

“But the two men are more than swords, not real fights, and should soon be able to separate victory from defeat. ”

“Let's wait and see, hey, whoever's stronger actually means whoever's stronger. ”

Two years ago, before Xiao Chen and Murong duel, all the warriors on the field tended to Murong Chong, believing that Xiao Chen could never win.

Two years later, the battle was fraught with uncertainty and no one dared to assert who would win.

Above the high ground, the 12 elite elders of the Skyknife Presbyterian Church gathered together, and they didn't even want to let go of the duel.

Xiao Chen and Murongchong are now no more powerful than the others, and even some of the better elders are no better than the two.

An elder with very small eyes sighed softly: “You are really old, and only in this era when the martial arts flourish will the genius martial arts grow so fast. Unfortunately, we are all old and destined to be only one visitor. ”

“Oh, it's also a good thing to be a visitor and live the life of a warrior. ”

“Yeah, we have two talented martial artists in the Sky Knife Pavilion, and that's how many genius martial artists should be looking at the whole sky. By the time they all grow up, the world of the martial arts will truly come to life, how the world will be restored. ”

Grand Elder Jiang was late and smiled: “Why are you talking about this? Anyway, these two geniuses promised to fight for our Skyknife Pavilion and get lucky boosts. In this world of great strife, my heavenly knife will rise only once and for all. ”

Shh!

The sky above the campus, from the east and west sides, flew two powerful shadows, fast to the extreme, blinking into the scene.

“Here comes Murong Chong and Xiao Chen! ”

In the audience, those who had waited for a long time to clear their cuts immediately boiled.

Murong looked at the scene around him and thought back two years ago, the scene was the same as it is now.

It was also a perfect seat. The fire was hot. He was meant to take Qingyun Peak, but unfortunately he lost.

After more than two years, it was very emotional to see this scenario again.

With the heart of imperative victory, Murong shot at Xiao Chen with a sharp glance, like a blade. Lang said: “Xiao Chen, one sword will win and lose! ”

“as you wish! ”

Both right hands simultaneously over their respective knife handles, infinite momentum, situational momentum and knife intent, began to gather quickly.

Murong Feng Feng Yun opened up, the wind behind him, rolled up the boundless dust, the clouds rolled over his head, continuously.

The winds rose and clouds rose and the heavens and the earth changed color.

Xiao Chen's slaughter and thunderous mood opened, black thunderclouds overhead, a dull thunderbolt sounded, the scene continued to roar, and everyone's ears were buzzed with shock.

Behind it, there's a bloody red ray of madness, which is the spread of killing intent.

Under two powerful circumstances, the knife has not yet been pulled out, and the heavens and the earth become dim. The momentum of such a war is imminent, allowing people to hold their breath, even the atmosphere dare not to kick.

Shh!

Two bright trembling sounds sounded softly, Murong showered the morning and pulled out the blade in his hand, brewing a knife for a long time.

The knife trembled more than ever, the knife swung back and forth, then quickly spread, the blade in the hands of thousands of warriors in the field, instantly swayed up, and had to come out of sheath at any time.

Whoa!

The two moved as fast as lightning, the Moon Shadow Knife and the long blood knife in Murong's hand, while taking off their hands and spinning towards each other.

Whoops, whoops!

Two knife blades, brilliant work, each rotating between them, light overflowing, soldier blade past, a crack beneath the ground, constantly spreading forward.

Thousands of martial artists on the field shouted, and when two knives collided, the blades in their hands could no longer be controlled, flying all the way into the sky.

Thousands of knives of all kinds, by Xiao Chen's two Kings soldiers, were pulled in collision in the middle of the air, the sound of ping pong continued to sound spectacular.

But everyone's eyes didn't go up there at all, staring at the two spinning knives in the field without blinking.

The flying speed of the long knife was incredibly fast, and I'm afraid he had a heads-up effort, and the next moment he split the wins and loses.

Ba!

Under the tens of thousands of eyes, the two magnificent knives finally hit each other, and the two cracks above the ground were also connected at this moment.

kā cā!

The entire campus was instantly split in half, shocking everyone in the room, even the elders on the high ground could not sit down.

“Too strong, today's talented martial artists, strength is not at all what we imagined. ”

Jiang's face was full of smiles. He didn't care that the two men were stronger than him. He shouted: "Okay, whoever loses, who wins, has such strength, we Tiankai are destined to make a big difference in the Five Kingdoms Tournament! ”

“Pfft.” The arrogant Murong showers, pale in colour, spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The bloody knife belonging to him in the field, the moment it collided with the Moon Shadow Knife, a slight crack appeared, and then the crack spread, and the bloody knife directly broke into countless pieces.

Woo Woo!

Above the campus, there is only a slender, pitch-black knife left, still slowly spinning.

In high altitude, as the Moon Shadow sword swayed thousands of long knives, it seemed as if it was telling everyone who was the true king's soldier.

Whose knife can truly rule a thousand knives, for the king of the knife!