Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Many Hodget tigers looked at each other, killing machines overflowed, but Yanxiao ignored them, reaching for the pitch-black blade handle to grip the past.

“Nobody from anywhere dares talk nonsense here! ”

“Sky Ice Sword is the treasure of our Tianpeng clan, nobody is allowed to rob it! ”

Yan XIII is not very famous here, or too famous to know his origins at any level.

Seeing that he was going to hold the ice sword that day, the three half saints of the Tianpeng clan immediately appeared particularly angry and quickly emerged into the body.

Back bone creep, bang, open two heavenly wings, two wings flared, a rapid wind.

Three elderly men, like the wind and lightning, with the flames of the sky, killed towards Yan XIII.

At first glance, Yan Thirteenth Eyebrow seemed a little unexpected. The three Tianpeng elderly people would be dissatisfied with his holding the ice sword on the day.

“Neither practice the sword nor use it. Greedy people often die fastest. ”

The footprint did not move, Swallow 13 glanced slightly and his fingers trembled slightly. In the void, there are countless long swords buzzing, connected together, as if countless long swords were hidden in the void.

Powerful and pure sword will flow around the space, forming an invisible sword blade frenzy, and the entire palace starts to shake constantly.

Some of the swords in the hands of the warriors want to get out of hand. They usually fly out uncontrolled and panic.

“This is the sword of Peak Dacheng! ”

One person, shocked, dared not believe, said the peak sword, ten percent sword has infinitely approached perfection, can be condensed into sword soul at any time.

Something that has lived a hundred years in Wusheng and cannot be accomplished, this moment has actually appeared on a young man.

Suddenly, the thirteenth and fifth fingers of the swallow could not move together. The hidden sword blades in the sky all stopped buzzing. The sword blades flowing around stood still at this moment.

It was quiet and the crows were silent.

Huge lag, seems a bit delusional, just the powerful and vast peak of swordsmanship, is it true or not.

Such doubt had just arisen in his heart, Yan Xiao moved up and gently waved his hands up.

Boom!

Millions of crisp sounds joined together, forming rumbling, tidal sounds, and countless blades hidden in the sky, all stabbed out.

Gathered together, they formed a dragon made up of sword blades, the dragon's body, ten thousand swords together, an infinite slaughter, from which spreads out.

pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng!

The slaughter dragon whistled past, and the three Tianpeng fighters who appeared in the main body, the various martial arts exhibited, were dissipated by the wavering smoke cloud.

Swordlight flies, blood overflows, and three old men, before they can scream, are cut into countless bloody flowers.

The blood water merged into that dragon, a dragon made up of swordlight, stained with a faint mist of blood, as if it were a dragon of blood, killer.

When they waved, they wiped out three and a half holy people, and the whole palace was silent and stunned.

“This guy, what the hell happened! ”

The king of the Yan family, ordinary people, etc. did not know that such a family existed. In the face of Yan XIII, whose strength was terrible, people thought painfully, they simply could not think of where such a master existed.

“Pretending to be a god playing the devil, my king Shadow will come to meet you. ”

A shady wind swept up in the field, rolling a figure, flying towards Yan XIII, but it was one of the six major factions in Mirozhou, the chief true disciple of Blood Shadow Gate Tengpeng.

Looking at Tengpeng in the shadow wind, Yan Thirteen eyebrows picked lightly, "It's kind of interesting, finally a sword, although it's not the right way to fix it. ”

The right hand was held on the handle of the sword, the sword could not shed, Yan XIII swayed forward a finger, on the sheath, immediately emitted a concentrated black sword, fast as a meteor chase the moon.

Sword energy contains slaughtering swords that destroy everything. Where it passes, even the air seems to have lost its vitality and become withered.

kā cā!

The sword can easily pierce the shadow wind, penetrate the true elements of Tengpeng's protective body, penetrate the elegant inner armor it wears, and then pass through the body.

Black swordsmanship, diffuse, slaughter intentions fluctuate, no matter how Tengpeng resists, it cannot suppress the slaughter atmosphere that destroys everything.

Face pale as paper, the shadow wind around Tengpeng broke out, the whole person appeared exhausted, a lifeless look.

This sword not only damaged his flesh and body, but also directly damaged his life source.

“Young Lord! ”

Half-Saint Zhao Lao, on the side of the Blood Shadow Gate, looked shocked and flew out quickly to catch Tengpeng.

“Together! ”

Several half-majority elders were angry and killed in the face towards Yan XIII.

His eyes glanced cold at Yan XIII, Wang Shadow of Bone Tomb Hall, Xiang Fei of the Demon Hall, hesitated slightly, and also killed him with his own half-majority elder.

Not at this moment, he gave it a break, there is no chance to get Sky Ice Sword.

Yan Xiao smiled softly and looked at the more than twenty and a half hallowed people who had flown in, without any shyness. The black sword didn't even pull out the sheath and waved it at will.

Whimpering!

True elements are turbulent, the sword sheath dances lightly, a strip of killing toughly formed dragons, under the traction of Yanxiao, all sides cross.

In the palace, the sword buzzes more than ever, such as the Springs Falls, the wind whistles, and the Quartet vibrates. One and a half holy, resistant to the sword blade dragon, all have some strength, even more delusional to approach Yan XIII.

One's own strength, against so many hallowed holy, not even the sword drawn out.

Xiao Chenmeng was slightly stunned. This son is really strong and filmable. Only Anjoon-hee among the seven giants feared that he could compete with him. If he could pull the distance apart, the master sister might have such a slight chance of winning.

The rest of the giant figures, no one would have been his opponent if there had been no special encounters in the past few months.

No wonder Nangong Joon treated him as his biggest opponent.

Xiao Chen secretly said, “Fortunately, what I have learned is a knife, not a sword. I don't need to fight this person, otherwise all the cards will be exposed. ”

No swordsman can resist the temptation of Sky Ice Sword. If Xiao Chen is practicing a sword, no matter how strong Yan XIII is, he will go to fight for it.

Even if they are invincible, they will do their best. Otherwise, there will inevitably be regrets, and the sword will not always be encountered.

As one and a half holy, the battered falls, the blade dragon slowly dissipates, and the lobby is calm again.

Many half of the wounded on the ground were holy, and Yan XIII, standing in the hands of the king's stone platform, flashed a hidden fear in his eyes.

“White, you use a sword, this ice sword, I'll help you take it. ”

Xuan Yu saw little white, the center of his eyes moving divine color, smiled lightly, gently said. If you can help her get the Ice Sword at this time, you can definitely capture each other's hearts and minds.

Uncle Xuan Yu's second uncle heard the speech change greatly.

Little white eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle deeply. When she saw Xuan Yu was about to make her move, she was in a hurry. “No need, I'll go get it myself. ”

Seeing Xiaobai flew out first, Jiangzi Mo and Muxinya followed.

Xuan Yu's face slightly changed. I didn't expect Xiaobai to get up in order not to take his affection, and he started to do it himself. Cold snorted.

“Don't be impulsive, this man is Yan XIII, the monstrous talent of the King's family, you are not his opponent. ”

Xuan Yu's second uncle hurriedly stopped him and told him about the horrors of the king's family.

After listening to each other's narrative, the brown rain surface changed and slowly stopped thinking. Killing Sword Path, if it really damages the origin of my life, my future will be completely ruined.

Xiao Chen, who had been planning to watch the show, suddenly saw the crowd, flew out familiar with the shadow, looked silly, slightly helpless bitter smile: “In the beginning, she really shouldn't have been allowed to go to the sword path. ”

Step gently, riding a Azure Dragon phantom, Xiao Chen flew away, trying to stop Xiaobai in advance.

Yanxiao's slaughter sword path is distinctly different from the slaughter scenario of ordinary martial artists, which is a pure to ultimate slaughter path. Killing as a sword, destroying everything, destroying life chances, accidentally injuring the source, is not a few days of cultivation to recover.