Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Six groups corresponding to the battlefield, in the northeast direction, Xiao Chen glanced and found that the referee had gone up.

The referee is an old man, deeply cultivated, breathtaking, and a little invisible in Xiao Chen's realm.

At the very least, it is estimated that Wuhuang Zhongpin has been cultivated in order, in no way, to be the average inferior Wuhuang, so that he can easily control the battle scene.

Twenty battles, that is, twenty Chinese Wuhuang, so powerful, Feng Long City's main city capital is probably much stronger than some super sects.

However, Feng Long City has been closed for many years, and the city owner's office will not ask about the power dispute on the mainland. Tens of thousands of years have been absolutely neutral, so it will not cause suspicion from other forces.

Beginning soon, the six teams of two players, one with a knife and one with a sword, were repaired around the peak of the King of China Pinwu.

Standing out from tens of thousands of geniuses across the continent, the two clearly cultivate nothing but garbage and martial arts.

Fighting is also tonal and colorful, and the general public sees it in some way, so that it doesn't get boring.

In Xiao Chen's eyes, of course, it seemed rather boring, the two were two grades lower than him, and there was no impression in terms of technique.

Two hundred moves later, the samurai who made the sword flew a long knife in his opponent's hand, and the soldier's blade rested on the other party's neck.

“Win or lose has been decided, player number one wins with two points.” Six groups of referees said quietly.

Then No. 3 and No. 4 players came to power. The two people who came to power this time, one with Wu Wang's culmination, and the other just entered the realm of Wu Wang.

The gap between fixes was a bit large, so that the game didn't have much suspense. After 50 moves, the No. 3 player, who was high, defeated the No. 4 player.

“Next game, No. 5 Xie Ziwen vs. No. 6 Zongliang. ”

Xiao Chen was slightly unexpected. I didn't expect to meet Xie Ziwen so soon, but the two of them were no longer of a rank, so don't worry too much.

Xie Ziwen laughed coldly, jumped up and flew directly towards Biwutai. Seven referees gently fingered, the wind thunder junction opened a gap and let it fall.

Zongliang arched his hand: “Xia Guo Qi Fist Gate Zongliang, please teach me. ”

Xie Ziwen said disdainfully: “Seven boxing doors, where have you never heard of Xiaozhengmen? Cut the crap. Let's go. Take my hand first. ”

Thousands of flames!

A blast, Xie Ziwen's right hand pushed forward, the fire attribute in the air all boiled at a pause, thousands of flame palms appeared empty-handed.

Then quickly turned into a giant flame palm, crushing toward Zongliang, the texture over the flame palm was clear, like substance, powerful.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up and said softly: “There has been progress, with the strength of one-half a year before the White Show. ”

Originally in the ancient land, Xie Ziwen's flaming clap took a long time to accumulate.

And it was used as a great trick, for Xiao Chen, now it can be used as a common trick, and it can be condensed so quickly.

In more than a year, Xie Ziwen has made good progress.

Zong Liang's face was thick, knowing that his opponents were difficult to deal with, his hands were held together, and he condensed into a protective metal wall, turning his full strength into a defensive position.

Bang

Between the heat waves rolled, the sparks shook around and Zongliang stepped back hundreds of steps.

“See how many slaps you can get! ”

Xie Ziwen drank loudly, huge flame palms, like the mountains pressed over again, one after the other kept pressing over.

Zong Liang's face was pale and after holding on to five moves, the corner of his mouth spilled a little blood stain, obviously injured a lot.

“Defeat me! ”

Xie Ziwen's palms came out together. Suddenly, the two flaming giant palms overlapped. The power doubled dramatically, and Zongliang couldn't resist.

The guard's energy broke, his mouth spit out a large mouthful of blood, and he could not fall.

“Win or lose has been scored.” Seven groups of referees sighed: “This Xie Ziwen victory earned two points. ”

The elder Jiang carefully said: “Five moves will seriously injure the opponent. Xiao Chen meets him, you have to be careful. This person seems to be a disciple of the Evil Moon Palace. He seems to have won the top 50 ranks in the last Five Kingdoms Tournament. ”

Xiao Chen did not dispute it, but smiled slightly for a moment and continued to watch the next game.

In group games, 20 fights per person. The first round was fought in numerical order. Xiao Chen ranked lower, so it was late.

But in the next six groups of games, the water was not high, and Xiao Chen had to turn his attention to other battle stations.

At a casual glance, Xiao Chen discovered an old acquaintance and couldn't help but set his sight.

Above the Ninth Stage, Tianmu Qingqing is fighting his opponents hard.

Tuanmu Qingqing only has the cultivation of King Wu, while her opponent has the cultivation of King Wu, which is a little higher than her.

However, the posture on the field is that the end wood sunshine occupies an absolute advantage, the full head of silk turns into white hair dancing, the eyes are cold, and the hand holds a slender sword.

One trick at a time, suppress the opponent's death as if it were a machine with no emotional color.

Suppressed by a person who has been repaired to be lower than himself, the other party must be very unhappy, several times trying to turn the plate over, but all were calmly identified by Tamchi to bloom, and the various killing tactics were deciphered.

Ultimately helplessly defeated the North, becoming the first player in that group to be defeated across borders.

“Tanaki Sunshine, it also grew so strong. ”

His eyes shifted to the left, Xiao Chen looked at another acquaintance, Tianjianmen's fixed wind. It has been more than a year, and the progress made in setting the mood is astonishing.

With only three moves, he defeated an opponent of the King of Qingwu, and now the wind seems to be stronger than Xie Ziwen.

Next, Xiao Chen watched several more games. The players in the Battle of the Taiwan will have the realm of the King of Chinese Pin Wu as a minimum. Most of them have the cultivation of the King of Shang Pin Wu, and half a step of the cultivation of the King of Wu is not a minority.

There are less than 10 players in the half-step Wuhuang Dacheng Realm. As for the half-step Wuhuang in the peak land, we haven't seen any yet.

“Look, the Nangong Purple Moon of the Nangong family has appeared, the last time won the top eight rankings. ”

Xiao Chen glanced at the top of the ring of the nineteenth group. A woman wearing a purple dress stood up beautifully and appeared extremely dusty.

Her opponent is a powerful man with a sword, who looks at the aura of his body and is not weak.

“Gong Hao Woo, please teach me more.” Kui Wu men appeared more cautious, knowing the fame of the Nangong family, and took a few more steps back immediately after the opening.

Boom!

But before it stood steady, Nangong Ziyue slammed him down and couldn't even see how the other party's hand came out.

“Awesome, you actually beat each other with just one slap. ”

“Neither did Gong Ho Woo. The last edition also seemed to be the top 50 players, but it felt that the two were not at all of a rank. ”

“The Nangong family, it is true that her name is not false, this time I wonder if she can compete for the top five ranks. ”

People guessed that Nangong Purple Moon would win, but they didn't expect it to be so easy. The top 10 geniuses are certainly not ordinary geniuses to compare.

Xiao Chen saw the truth, but didn't pay too much attention. Nangong Ziyue is strong but not yet his opponent.

His only real opponents are Sima Lingxuan and Xuan. If you want to add, the mysterious Chu Dynasty Cloud will also count as one.

“Next round, Xiao Chen on the 19th, against Huang Qiang on the 20th. ”

At last, it is Xiao Chen's turn to compete on the battlefield of the 17th group.

Above the ring stage, Xiao Chen's general atmosphere was restrained, making people wonder how shallow it was. Even if the slight arching competition started.

“Hey, hey, thanks for the two points. ”

His opponent, Huang Qiang, is a swordsman who has also reached the realm of the Emperor Wu in half stride. He holds a long sword and refers to Xiao Chen, without seeing it.

Even the sword does not understand, dare to say this big story, Xiao Chen has no heart.

Step forward, between flashing shapes, the qi swiftly moves between the bodies, and the crackling burst of bones all over the body.

In an instant, Xiao Chen felt the infinite energy all over his body and drank softly: “Breaking armor, snatching heart! ”

Grab a fist with your right hand to form a sharp blue airflow that will tear the other side's sword screen easily.

Heart Claw!

Five fingers open as paws, between paw conversions, running clouds and flowing water, no unnatural.

The other party's frightened eyes, five fingers broke their protective energy, and the sound of sex was inserted into their hearts.

Without really catching in to seize his heart, Xiao Chen drew his hand and slapped his back on his chest. Huge force hit him hard on the edge of the ring.