Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Wanfeng looked at Xiao Chen with the Moon Shadow Knife and smiled. “Don't let me down, White Robe Knife. ”

Flower Cage!

Five fingers spread apart, Wanfeng gently slapped Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen's foot on the ring stage, a flower embedded in the ground appeared.

Sensed to the ground, there was a strange flow of energy, Xiao Chen slightly changed his complexion, got up and jumped out.

Wanfeng smiled lightly, his right hand pulled back, the cold ice shadow on the ground, burst out, forming a huge cold flower.

A stacked cold petal, 100 meters in diameter, looks like a giant mouth, biting hard towards Xiao Chen in the sky.

It seems that these 10,000 peaks, within the cathodic sect, have learned new martial arts, which were not seen during the last war against them.

Flowers come up empty, and there is a rootstock above the ground, which, in the distance, is like a real flower dancing with the wind.

The surrounding cold air slowly converged in the past, and the longer the stem, the flower chased Xiao Chen constantly biting away.

No matter how Xiao Chen escaped, he couldn't get away directly. Wan Feng smiled slightly, his toes moved and turned into white shadows towards Xiao Chen to kill the past.

pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng!

Over a pair of meat palms, transparent as ice, a faint cold light flashed, Wan Feng waved three palms, trying to block Xiao Chen's forward route.

Each wind, in the air, formed a cold storm, which seemed to stir up the mountains between the storms.

“What an amazing Cold Ice True Yuan, a disciple of the Cathodic Elderly. ”

Around Hao Tianzong disciple, seeing Wanfeng wave these three palms, dark tongue, can condense the cold ice real yuan to this level.

Even the top son of the cathodic inner gate is difficult to achieve, I'm afraid, only a few disciples of the cathodic elderly can do it.

Xiao Chen didn't feel too much when it was a cold storm that others couldn't avoid. He was a knife, and under the influence of a knife, he was never afraid of such a hard to hard match.

When I used to be perfect 60% of the time, I wouldn't be afraid of such a real yuan storm, and now I don't need to see it in my eyes.

Shh!

The lightning flashed, Xiao Chen only used 60% of the knife, three knives in a row, three purple knives. Like a blade that cuts through the sky, it directly splits the three true storms in half.

The storm broke, turned into countless snowstorms and drifted out.

Feng Wan's face was slightly stunned, a little unexpected Xiao Chen's knife intentions, progress so fast, compared to the time of the heavenly dome cannot be uttered in the same day.

However, this was also his expectation. He saw Xiao Chen break three storms, his figure flashed backwards and his five fingers opened, so he shot it directly.

Cold Yin Palm!

The ice spirit of the free air condensed into a huge palm, shaped empty-handed and pressed directly towards Xiao Chen.

In the palm of the palm, there is a special cold ice situation of the cathode, surrounded by yin and yang dysregulation, the power of the male attribute, constantly squeezed out.

A group of yang fires, like arrows and arrows, flew towards the surrounding area, and the yang fires landed on the ground, blowing up a deep tunnel.

Some unlucky Hao Tianzong disciples were hit by a yang fire and blew out a mouthful of blood, shocking others.

Xiao Chen's face was slightly condensed. This palm is the half-way school of Wanfeng. It seems that the other party is iron hearted and wants to push him into the cold flowers that he can't resist chasing behind.

But with this clap, we're almost there. The Four Seasons Knife is endless!

Xiao Chen's body, derives spring, summer, autumn and winter, all kinds of visions, spring running water, summer's pride, Xiao Ther's autumn wind, ruthless winter and snow.

An image that derives four seasonal rounds and produces endless images.

Bang

Knife light collides with the cold palms of the sky, causing a rolling thunderous wave of air that radiates towards all directions.

Under the hedge of endless revolving power, Wanfeng placed its hopeful cold palm, turned into a little bit of ice chip and scattered away.

Watching Xiao Chen, easy and easy to feel, angry in Wanfeng's heart, a little confused, why did you build yourself into a surge, and learn the secret skills, in the end, you still can't take Xiao Chen.

And the gap seems to be bigger than in the heavenly realm. Xiao Chen was twelve points more spiritual than he was, but now he doesn't care, and his attitude seems easy.

Half-air, intense fighting between the two, with some unexpected results.

The fierce peaks, the means exhausted, all kinds of tough martial arts, the constant use, but still why not Xiao Chen.

The white robe knife in the sky, a shadow of a blue dragon, up and down between the ups and downs, breaking the various killing moves of the Million Peaks, seems to still have the leeway.

Xiao Chen smiled, “Wanfeng, is this something unusual? But then again, I really don't see how you've progressed beyond fixing it. ”

“Damn! ”

By Xiao Chen, Wan Feng's heart became more angry, drank loudly, mobilized full body true yuan, the surrounding air plummeted, forming a horrible cold stream.

Cold Ice Big Hand Seal!

Cold winds suddenly converged all the cold streams to form a giant, icy palm with dense lines in the palm.

Cold ice palms appeared too quickly, as if in the air, suddenly grew out of nowhere, and Xiao Chen grabbed it tightly.

Wan Feng looked a little pale and laughed hahahaha: “Look how crazy you are, I'll squeeze you straight to death! ”

The war suddenly reversed, making everyone stand still, ram feathers and Yue Chenxi, can't bear to fly directly up.

Huge cold palm, under the control of Wanfeng, hold Xiao Chen tightly, the cold air is more through a huge force, to directly pinch Xiao Chen into a meat cake.

Xiao Chen felt the force in his palm for a little while, and did not care much. His heavenly body trick has been cultivated to the seventh degree, and now the flesh is comparable to the holy body of the elementary stage.

If it is the other Wuhuang of the same rank, he caught it like this, fearing that it would be internal injuries on the spot, the five organs and six hearts huge squeezing force, have to be broken.

But Xiao Chen's flesh was already so horrible, where else would he be afraid, his qi and blood flickered, removing the chills from the formation, holding hands tight, left and right arms twelve dragon points quietly open.

Smash it!

Powerful power erupted, cold ice palms smashed into huge pieces of ice chips, scattered over the ring stage, bang bang.

Mount Wan spits out a mouthful of blood and immediately falls over the ground, pale and bloodless.

Sensing the cold flowers chased behind him, Xiao Chen opened his mouth and bit himself again. Xiao Chen was too lazy to hide. Turning around, he inserted a knife into the flower bud.

Dacheng's knife was released implicitly, cold ice buds, directly crumbled, root stem inches broken.

The 10,000 peaks on the ground, looking at Xiao Chen in the sky, the light in his eyes was dim and extremely depressing. Two months ago, Xiao Chen's strength and he were no different.

If it wasn't for that skill, it would be hard to say who won or lost, but two months later Xiao Chen's growth in Kunlun world quickly dumped him in a remote position.

Seeing Xiao Chen completely won, Ram Yu and Yue Chenxi couldn't help but relax and smile.

Next to the ring, he watched the game without snow, his face fluctuated without fluctuating. “No wonder Master asked me to come, I won't kill this man, I'm afraid my little brother will be obsessed in the future. ”

Cold Ice Great Hand Seal!

In silence, the Cathodic chief disciple snowless, huge cold palm, falling from the sky towards Xiao Chen lightning smash.

The clap was more secret. By the time Xiao Chen discovered it, it had reached the top of his head, and the next moment it was going to fall on him.

In the palm of the cold ice hand, there is a little more, unusual yin qi, also a big hand mark of cold ice, but more than a few times stronger than Wan Feng.

Xiao Chen couldn't think much of it, rolled around, boom, huge voice sounded, Xiao Chen's previous standing place, a huge deep pit appeared.

The hard platform is beneath this palm, directly smashed, the rolling air surges out, will not roll out very far Xiao Chen and rush directly into the sky.

Huh!

White snow appeared slightly unexpected, but Xiao Chen was not killed by a single slap, and he hid from him.

“Then give it a slap! ”

Thoughts have just appeared, in the void, another glorious cold palm of the hand, towards the lifted Xiao Chen.

Fast, not felt by all present, unable to stop.