Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Whoops

Simahun retreated only 100 metres in the air and restarted. The wound healed slightly at a visible velocity.

In his eyes, he flashed a very negative look. Xiao Chen was able to block his sword before, enough to embarrass him. Now he still hurts him in public.

With his strength, even if Xiao Chen exerted his power trick, Azure Dragon could not really hurt Simahong out of the sea.

Simahong misjudged, only half his strength was used to defend the dragon from the sea. I didn't expect Xiao Chen could increase the power of the dragon from the sea 33 times between Sumiya.

Suddenly, he was beaten so badly that he again missed Xiao Chen's hand.

“There is such a mystery that it can instantly increase its martial arts, its power by thirty-three times. If it is the general peak Wuhuang, I fear it will be bombarded by this knife itself. ”

After calming down, Sima Hung had some palpitations in his heart and thought, this child must be removed, or he will suffer infinitely later. He will grow up later, and the Sima family will die.

Looking at Simahong, who stood up again, lay weak on the ground on Xiao Chen, he couldn't help but show a bitter smile. Pushing the dragon out of the sea with words and tricks is already the strongest killing technique he can do.

Once activated, any punch and foot martial arts will instantly be expanded 33 times more powerful.

Xiao Chen's first tactic of force was opened by Liu Ruyue's father. At that time, it was a passive extension, which could only be used without knowing the principle.

After his promotion to Wuhuang, he barely learned the secret skill with the help of a delicate man. What he now has is not pure knowledge, nor is the true yuan rich enough, so under the implementation.

Not only is the true yuan depleted, but the physical strength is completely overdrained. There is no rest for three or five days, I'm afraid it won't recover.

Looking at him slowly, Simahong, like Reaper, Xiao Chen's heart calmed down instead. Even if he chooses again, he won't choose not to lose, rather die than bow his head.

People need to live a sigh of relief, why make themselves so bored, such a life is not what Xiao Chen wanted, it is not interesting to live.

Inserting the Moon Shadow Knife into the sheath, Xiao Chen prevented her from appearing delicate and was not prepared to let her die. He promised Letty that he would never break the Moon Shadow again, even if he died!

“When a warrior is promoted to Wusheng, his body is permanently infused with spiritual energy, and at the moment of awareness of the heavens and the earth, his body will also become holy and cannot be seen by ordinary warriors. ”

“Light injuries in general can be recovered in a very short time, and physical defense is several times higher than that of the peak Wuhuang. ”

“Xiao Chen hurt the other side, but didn't hurt the basics, it was also futile. ”

“Even so, he can be proud of himself. Using Wuhuang's mending to hurt Wusheng, I'm afraid he has been the only one for thousands of years, only a pity...”

Outside the flying rooftop, some of the fierce martial artists came to see the fierce colour of regret in their eyes and sighed. As today's Knife Cabinet, Xiao Chen's end can be seen with no one blocking Simahong.

At a distance of kilometers, Simahong arrived in front of Xiao Chen only a hundred steps, looking at the weak Xiao Chen on the ground, no emotional color existed.

“You should be proud to die in the hands of a martial saint. ”

Simahong flipped his hand, and the long sword turned towards Xiao Chen's heart and stabbed him like lightning.

Bang

Just as Jianfeng was about to touch Xiao Chen's chest, a bloody knife fell from the sky and stabbed Simahong's eyebrow with the intent of endless killing.

On top of that knife, there is a tremendous amount of power, as if the power of hundreds of people had come together, and there is a little force in the hidden world.

Sensing a slight threat, Simahong harvested his sword in his hand and laid a sword to welcome him up.

Boo!

Ken Feng touched the knife, Simahong took three steps back, looked up, but Kang finally arrived with the 2,000 elite sword camp.

Dressed in robes, with a blood blade in their hands and a cold eye, these two thousand knives looked at Simahong without any fear, only surrounded by endless killing.

Two thousand people, led by Jiang Lao, formed a blood brawl formation in the middle of the sky, all the breath connected, forming a pounding force.

That knife was brought together by these two thousand people, and for the first time, it truly repelled Simahong's three steps.

"" Simahong, leave now, "said Jiang slowly." When nothing happened to Tiankai, otherwise the fish of Tiankai will surely pay you a price. ”

Simahong smiled coldly: "Ignorance, little Skyknife Pavilion, what price can I pay? Today you will see what Wusheng's true strength is! ”

Bang!

Simahong arrived in front of Jiang Late with a bullet in the palm of the foot on the ground. The long sword waved between them, and the sword light was emitted. Each sword incorporated the force of heaven and earth into the sword.

The surrounding 2,000 Kamikaze camp brothers, simultaneously, rely on the power of the formation law to gather all human power on Kang Lao.

Jiang slowly waved the knife as hard as he could, facing Simahong, which caused all his strength, appeared to be in short sight in front of the force of that vast heaven and earth.

Dang, dang!

Simahong's gaze was quiet, and all kinds of sword moves were coming out. The speed and strength were getting stronger and faster. He defeated the knot that Jiang had fought late in the sky.

2,000 elite, constituting the Blood Shadow Formation, can't really resist Wusheng Simahong.

“Shitty array, brazen, broken! ”

Simahong lost patience, all swordmen converged, one sword directly under the stab, Jiang Lao's knife burst into pieces, and the long knife in his hand was directly picked out.

The swordman entered the body, accumulated injuries, all burst out of one breath, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and weak body fell from high altitude.

2,000 knife camp knives who had been giving Kang delayed power, but at the same time could not support them, spitting a sigh of blood arrow, people fell out of the air like rain point.

Breaking the Blood Brake Formation, Simahong fell again and walked towards Xiao Chen with infinite intent to kill.

“Fight him! ”

Originally an elder who feared Simahong's strength, at this moment saw Kang wait 2,000 people, and fell out of the air in a tragic way.

The eyes were filled with hatred, each exercising its strongest scholarship, revealing colorful colors in the air, various swords, cut off towards Sima Hong Ling Empty.

The corner of Simahong's mouth revealed a glimmer of disdain, "There are more ants, what's the use! ”

Dang, dang!

Sword light flickered, Simahong's footsteps did not stop, with more of these people attacking him, he did not stop, one sword at a time.

One sword broke those elders, studied martial arts for the rest of their lives, and beat a Tiankai elder back like a sandbag, with no counterhand.

“Is this the power of Wusheng? It was horrible. He was the most powerful figure in the Pyramid of Heavenly Martial Continent, and the power of a sect could not stop him. ”

“The Heavenly Knife Palace is afraid to suffer the scourge of extinction. ”

Those who come to see the fierce martial arts show some joy in disaster. The rise of the Heavenly Knife is not good for them.

“Stop him, don't let him kill Brother Xiao Chen! ”

Skyknife Pavilion disciples gathered around the flying rooftop, watching Simahong get closer and closer to Xiao Chen, a bloodbath.

Couldn't bear it any longer, the former servant followed directly towards Simahong, only to stop Simahong's footsteps, to win Xiao Chen's first chance.

“Something worse than an ant, dare to stand in my way! ”

Simahong's face revealed an impatient divine color, and even his sword was lazy to wave and his left hand gently slapped.

The wind blows from all directions, forming a strong airflow, flying the disciple of Tiankai Pavilion, directly blown by the strong wind backward kilometers away.

Footsteps came from afar to near, Simahong came to Xiao Chen again, and looked at Xiao Chen's chill voice: “I never talk too much, now I know what the consequences are. “

Xiao Chen had no expression on his pale face, but said coldly: "If he didn't die, I would have washed Sima's house with blood! ”

“Hahaha, who can save you.” Simahong heard the rumor, as if he heard ridiculous words, and Zhang madly laughed, "Who dares to offend a Wusheng to come to your rescue, to the point of death and delusion, go to hell to destroy my Simah's house! ”

“Insolent! ”

At this moment, a cold hum came from the sky, and the person who spoke seemed to be far from the sky, but the sound of that speech seemed to be in the ear of a person, whispering softly.

The two extremely contradictory sensations merged together, and Simahong's face brushed changed and felt an extremely dangerous aura, hurrying back to look.

But what was not there and the reaction came, a wooden box, as if it had crossed the distance of time and space, suddenly came and hit Simahun.

Pfft!

On a small wooden box, seemingly with unparalleled power, Simahong spit out a breath of blood and the whole person flied out directly.

The wooden box shouted and stood in front of Xiao Chen. Writing in front of him was like an emperor facing four pale words, making people not dare to look straight at him.

Simahong wiped the blood stain off the corner of his mouth and yelled: “Pretending to be a ghost, there is no more Martial Emperor in Heavenly Martial Continent, die! ”

After he finished, he jumped in a more ferocious position towards Xiao Chen.

chacha cha!

Four planks of wooden boxes, one falling, a rustic long knife floating quietly over the sky.

In the face of the terrible momentum, which spreads from the mountains above the knife to the sea, Simahong is like a chestnut of water and beads without eyes.

It was like a sea, heavy as a mountain, Simahong hit this momentum, and the wolf bounced back, rolling on the ground for several laps before stopping.

“Divine Weapon! ”

His eyes were filled with horror. Simahong remembered nothing. He didn't wave his hand at Cheese Ma Lingxuan and fainted. He didn't fly back out.

“Knife come. ”

A slightly older voice sounded, and everyone looked up, only an old man in a grey robe had flew away, and the soldier should sound a sheath.

For years there has been no official Sheath of the Heavenly Knife Palace Divine Soldier, this moment is seen again!