Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Flying Snow Sword Sect, Willow Sword Cloud.

Xiao Chen had a slight impression that, at the top of the peak, he had seen the other party's powerful cold ice situation and was said to have qualified as a seed player this time.

Liu Xiaoyun held an ancient long sword and came to the horizontal line, looking at the dragon wall filled with all kinds of knife marks and sword marks, his face showed a slight smile.

“Tens of thousands of years dead, pretending to be a ghost to scare who! ”

Boom!

At the toe of his foot, Liu Xiaoyun floated 100 meters one step forward and another 200 meters one step forward, winking 300 meters forward.

All the martial artists around them exclaimed, shocked by the power of Willow Skylark.

After standing still, the expression on Liu Rolling Cloud's face began to become cautious. At that moment, several powerful wills on Panlong's wall constantly impacted his soul spirit.

If you walk into a hallucination, you have to face several swords coming from outside the sky every step of the way, and you have to break one by one to move forward.

But the footsteps of Liu Xiaoyun did not pause slightly, nor did they appear as easy as Murongchung's footprints a few inches deep above the ground.

Pā!

As he approached, Liu Xiaoyun patted him up and closed his eyes to feel it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, ten seconds of time just goes by, and Liu Xiaoyun is still nothing.

“Finally, someone passed, and I thought no one on this wall could support it for ten seconds. ”

“Liu Xiaoyun has good strength. It seems that this time he continues to get the top 10 rankings, there is nothing wrong with it. ”

Ten seconds of time passed quietly as the crowd debated, and the surrounding temperature dropped, clearly visible on the thin clothes of the willow clouds filled with a hint of frost.

The breath on his body is also a sudden surge, obviously not moving, but Liu Xiaoyun is experiencing the war of life and death, and the momentum on his body is constantly improving.

Thirty seconds later, Liu Xiaoyun did not move and his palms still touched the mysterious Panlong wall.

Forty seconds have passed, fifty seconds have passed, the skyscraper clouds are still motionless, except that the clothes on the body have turned into ice columns, and the tall dragon walls are full of frost.

The surrounding temperatures, falling, are even more horrible, making it necessary to use energy to resist.

“What the hell is on that wall? I can't believe all the cold ice in Liu Xiaoyun is coming out. I can't stand it any longer. ”

“Yeah, it's cold. It's cold. I can't. I need to step back. ”

Liu Xiaoyun's cold ice situation was strange, silent and unintentional. At first, he didn't feel anything too personal. After accumulation, everyone felt that the blood in the bone marrow seemed to solidify and had to retreat.

Clearly cold, the merchant of the noble statue, upon his forehead is a thick sweat.

Fifty seconds, which means he has to pay 500,000 intermediate Spirit Stones to Yao Xueyun. The earned Spirit Stones go to one-third of the time, no matter if the meat hurts.

Xiao Chen closed her eyes and carefully felt the cold air flowing through her body. The cold air was invisible and blended with blood as soon as she entered the body, regardless of each other.

“Weird, this is the first time I've seen these cold ice scenarios.” Xiao Chen muttered in his heart.

It took Xiao Chen a long time to thoroughly examine and infiltrate the blood of the gods before finally finding those cold air.

It took me a long time to get rid of this cold air because of the thunder properties in my body.

Bang

Sixty seconds later, Liu Xiaoyun finally failed to hold on, and the cold ice on her body burst apart.

Liu Xiaoyun, not like the others, was ejected back, his footsteps were still intact, and he said faintly: “The ancient saints, they did have some skills. ”

A little step, gently floating, flew out.

The cold ice in the air dissipated, and the crowd re-surrounded it. All they could see was the cold ice on the pan dragon wall, which turned into a hot gas and rose.

Between the fog and shadow, the dragon wall became more and more mysterious.

Looking at the flowing Liu Xiaoyun, the wealthy businessman smiled slightly and relieved himself. Six hundred thousand intermediate spiritual stones estimated Liu Xiaoyun to be blind at all.

“Six hundred thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, remember to take the time to send back the Flying Snow Sword Sect, is kind of my division contribution. ”

The smile on his face has not yet dispersed, a clear voice has flown from afar, depressing the hearts of the rich businessmen.

The strange Panlong wall, many defeated fighters, successfully stood for sixty seconds of Willow Roller Cloud, all kinds of strange things, let the Panlong wall thing spread rapidly in this dragon city.

The gathered warriors, more and more, some famous monstrous talent, are very interested to come to the test.

This dragon wall is like a test stone to test the strength of a warrior. Some people persist for a long time, others persist for a short time, and others are not close enough to do so.

In a way, indirectly indicates a power gap between the various fighters.

“The eight great families, Qian Wen, also came, also persisted for a minute. ”

“The Nangong Purple Moon of the Nangong family also came, persisted for fifty seconds. ”

“The direct disciple of Taiyi Gate, Ram Yu, persisted for forty seconds. ”

The eight great households of the Ten Great Sects have come many people, which made Panlong Wall fame much bigger all of a sudden, but few people can break through for a minute.

Sima Lingxuan did not come, the prince of the eight great families, Qian family's Qian Wen persisted for one minute, the others only persisted for forty and fifty seconds.

Murong looked at Qian Wen's eyes and looked a little dark. Yesterday, the other side fought him, and it seemed to use less than half his strength.

Yuncao smiled: “Brother Xiao Chen, why don't you try it too? ”

Xiao Chen had already moved his heart, not to mention 10,000 intermediate spirit stones, and he was no better at this resource. After paying the entrance fee, Xiao Chen stood in front of the horizontal line and looked at the Panlong wall 500 meters ago, smiling slightly.

kā cā!

Moon shadow knife lightning sheath, sharp knife spreading intentionally, flying in circles towards the dragon wall.

Dang, dang!

Strange things happened, halfway through the sky, the solo rotating Moon Knife was encountering some kind of divine blade, confronting it, and the noise continued to emit.

Xiao Chen's shadow flashed and his feet did not touch the ground. As he danced with the blade, he quickly flew towards the dragon wall.

Blades overflowed, blocking the breath, all cut off, Xiao Chen flew all the way, unobstructed, directly below the Panlong wall.

Ka rubbed the knife back into the sheath, Xiao Chen took a deep breath and took a direct shot on this mysterious pan dragon wall.

In the moment, the figure flashed, Xiao Chen looked around, the surrounding scene changed dramatically, and found himself on a desolate grassland.

In the void, some people suddenly appeared, all with long knives, powerful swords, sweeping out on the prairie, shaking the infinite wind.

A shadow of nothingness appeared in front of him, flashing several times into substance, with a large knife in his hand, and attacked Xiao Chen without a word.

Xiao Chen smiled softly, his right hand resting on the knife handle and said softly: “Let me see how much strength you guys have in the past tens of thousands of years. ”

The winds swept and swords swept and the grass bent over.

Looking at the endless grassland, all the standing weeds fell down and crawled to the ground.

The mysterious knife, together with Xiao Chen's battle, after a hundred moves, the breath gradually became unstable, and Xiao Chen caught the broken blossom, chopping a knife.

Next, a knife jumped out, so that the cycle continued, Xiao Chen slaughtered a whole dozen knives and lost to the latter knife.

When Xiao Chen's consciousness returned to the real world, Xiao Chen's palms had unwrapped the dragon wall and looked at the hourglass of the timing next to him. Turns out he had unknowingly persisted for two minutes.

Taking over the 1.2 million intermediate spirit stones handed over by the rich businessman, Xiao Chen returned to the crowd and said to Yuncao: “Let's go, there's nothing to see in this place. ”

“Awesome, I can't believe he lasted exactly two minutes. Who has never heard of this man? Is he even more powerful than Liu Xueyun? ”

Surprised by the martial artists, they speculated on Xiao Chen's identity.

When he arrived quietly, he looked at Xiao Chen's back and muttered: “What a strong knife, this man can fight me. ”

After retracting his gaze, he tested it at random, and his grades were also two minutes, much stronger than those of the eight other disciples of the world.

At sunset, the warriors on the Panlong Wall still scattered a lot, less lively than during the day.

But a man came to the scene, but let the rich businessman ready to close the stall, his face jumped slightly, some holding back: “Mr. Sima, you have to try it too. ”

Sima Lingxuan's face revealed a faint smile, "Let's have a chat and see how long I can hold out. ”

Pā!

Without seeing any action by Sima Lingxuan, he flashed in the sky and came to the front of the dragon wall and printed it on his palm.

A long time later, he unwrapped his hand and glanced at the hourglass next to him, which lasted exactly five minutes.

Strong self-confidence spreads from his heart, Sima Lingxuan smiled lightly, and did not ask for the spirit stone, flowing directly.