Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Above the second floor, holding onto the railing to see the lively martial artist, all surprised, the expression on his face appeared very confused.

Among the crowd, Xiao Chen was carrying a bottle of wine, with a faint smile on his face, and poured wine into his mouth without a hurry.

Zhang Zeyang in the lobby was frightened, and a small page behind him quickly went to look at the nose of the five big men, and looked up and said a little trembling: “Two... Young Master, it seems, all... are out of breath! ”

Xiao Linger and Ye Lan also felt incredibly confused. How did the situation suddenly become like this?

“Don't go yet, what are you doing here! ”

At this moment, in their minds, a sudden sound sounded, and their hearts were amazed and they quickly looked up and looked around.

“Don't look, you can't find me. Go home! ”

Once again, a voice sounded in my mind. Xiao Linger and Ye Lan looked at each other and knew that they had met someone high and helped each other.

And the man did not want to show up, stopped staying, and turned away quickly.

“If you want to go, there is no door. Neither of you can go until things are clear... ah! ”

Zhang Zeyang was furious and rose to the sky and jumped directly over it. But the body just emptied, in the emptiness, seemed to have an invisible hand, with irresistible force pressed against him.

The whole person, in a very funny position, dropped a bang, how ridiculous, how ridiculous.

Facing the ground, he lay down on the ground and fell down a dog to eat shit.

“Hahaha, Master Zhang, you really can't do this, you've been practicing at home for a long time! ”

Xiao Linger laughed, and Ye Lan, went straight out the door.

“Bastard, don't run away from me! ”

Zhang Zeyang's right hand slapped the ground severely, his body vacated, and soon he was going to get back on his feet.

Xiao Chen smiled softly, his right hand put the bottle aside, his left hand patted lightly without a trace. The vast force, in the void, passed without trace.

Pā!

Another loud noise, Zhang Zeyang's face facing the ground, fell down again, this time more miserable, half his face became red, his nose spilled a trace of blood.

“Grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass, grass.” Zhang Zeyang scolded Lian, running his energy, his right hand on the ground for a beating.

Out of energy, there was a big wind, dust floating, Zhang Zeyang rose up empty, and the movement was quick and sharp.

Then… and then the bang dropped.

Pā pā pā pā pā!

Zhang Zeyang tried more than a dozen times, his whole face was bleeding from a fall, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't stand up. The floor in the lobby was smashed open.

The lively people around him laughed at first and thought the kid was ridiculous. Thinking about his strenuous attitude on a weekday, he just felt so happy in his heart.

But looking at Zhang Zeyang's current tragic situation, the smile on his face disappeared, heartfelt that the boy was really too painful, I'm afraid it would be more painful than killing him.

Regardless of how the outsiders judged him, Zhang Zeyang was still trying hard to get up. This time he carefully held his hands on the ground.

Left foot on the ground, the whole person slowly stood up, bloody face revealed hope, slowly bowed up, step by step successfully stood up.

The pages next to him laughed quickly: "Young Master, you did it! ”

Zhang Zeyang laughed with joy: “Hahaha, come and play with me, grass, I know who did it, I let him die all over the door, I don't know who's in charge in Mo River City now..."

Pā!

It's not over yet. Zhang Zeyang's entire person flew directly to the ground. This time, the power was so loud, the sound was so clear that everyone heard the wine upstairs and downstairs.

People's hearts were tingling, so many people couldn't watch, closed their eyes, couldn't bear to see, this child is so miserable!

Dead?

Xiao Chen sneered and did not return for four years. The group really forgot the lesson.

Walk back to your table, drop the bottle, throw down the ingot of gold and jump straight out the window.

The martial artists present, the cultivation of the highest is only the culmination of the great martial master, Xiao Chen and the half steps of the martial arts imperial cultivation, how to get the hands, this group can not even notice.

This is the gap between Heaven and Earth.

Two hours later, in the lobby of the liquor building, the paperman sat beside Zhang Zeyang, painstakingly persuading him: "Second Young Master, get up, the people of the liquor building are gone. ”

Zhang Zeyang buried his head on the ground, his sore tears streamed directly. He scolded angrily: “Fuck off, what the fuck do you know, do you want to see Master Er's ugliness? I can't even get up. My face hurts, you know? ”

A remote street in Mo River City, Xiao Chen followed the remembered route and slowly walked towards Mo Fan's blacksmith shop.

Murfan's blacksmith shop, like it was four years ago, was still shabby, and there was a sign at the door full of wind cream that had to be reversed at any moment.

The store door was hidden, Xiao Chen stood for a long time, remembered the scenery of the past days, looked at the moon shadow knife in his hand, felt a lot.

Four years ago, he built a moonshadow knife here, talked to a man a thousand years ago, made a promise not to let her cry.

At that time, he did not know the identity of the man, and did not know how shocking and stunning he was.

It wasn't until he had a thorough understanding of how heavy that promise was that one was equivalent to taking over the Thunder Emperor's sword.

She is delicate, she is proud of her sword spirit, with the power of the radar can not guarantee her meteor, can he do it Xiao Chen?

Xiao Chen looked heavy and sighed softly: “Lady can't guarantee, can I do that? ”

“Isn't that confident? Waste owner. ”

With a shock in his heart, Xiao Chenxin said happily: “Are you awake? ”

Remember to say that if she wakes up again, it will be a complete integration of Sword Spirit.

The corner of his delicate mouth softened slightly in the Moon Shadow Knife. “When you made out with Liu Ruyue, I woke up and watched the war for a long time. ”

Xiao Chen did not say anything: “Do I have to thank you for not bothering me out loud? ”

"Don't thank me, I've always been big, don't stand still, go inside! ”

Xiao Chen felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do to stay petite, so he had to push the door in.

“The shop is closed, no business today! ”

In a small shop, full of dust, Murfan limped back and was sorting out some of the weapons on the shelf with Xiao Chen on his back.

Xiao Chen softly laughed: “Don't you do my business? ”

Murfan moved his hand as a pause, turned around and saw only a young man wearing a white robe with a knife at his waist, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth and a calm look at him.

“Xiao Chen!” After half a day, Murvan said to his surprise.

Xiao Chen's appearance has changed considerably today compared to four years ago, especially in terms of temperament, but also heaven and earth.

At first glance, ordinary people could not relate him to the Xiao Jia Er Xiao family four years ago and entered Mo River City. Many people did not recognize him, which is the best evidence.

Movan said with emotion, “It's really you. You're really not a big change. I wouldn't have recognized you if it wasn't for this Moon Knife. ”

Xiao Chen gauged the environment in the store. There were a lot of blades of soldiers everywhere. He exclaimed: "Four years, your shop hasn't changed much. ”

Murvan laughed, “What can I do about this shop? Let's talk inside. Let's have a drink and talk. ”

“Wait a moment! ”

Murfan was puzzled, “What's wrong? ”

Xiao Chen did not speak, reached out and flew a long sword in a pile of blades. The sword was four feet three, two fingers wide, as thin as a wing, but dancing in the air made no sound.

Smell the sword!

Xiao Chen lightly shouted, a thin long sword, suddenly shook and shouted a crisp sword.

Whimpering!

Between moments, all the long swords throughout the store, all buzzed, infinite swords connected, the house seemed to tremble.

“Well, we can go in. ”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, stopping, all the sounds of the sword, then paused between moments, to return to calm.

Movan was somewhat surprised, and for some reason Xiao Chen suddenly revealed his hand.

The moon shadow knife clenched his little fist and said in a bad mood: “The little guy really remembers his revenge. In one sentence, he hasn't forgotten it in four years. ”