Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Dragon Jin for nine days, ringing all over the place, flying in the dragon, Xiao Chen jumped up and instantly arrived in front of Xiaobai and Jiangzi Ink Mo Xinya.

On the stone platform up to 100 meters in front, Yan XIII stood in a negative position. There was no action, but the dragon formed by the three blades of the slaughter sword was turned around him.

As soon as he saw someone coming, he shouted and rushed over.

kill kill kill kill!

Xiao Chen faced the dragon composed of the three slaughtering sword blades. He personally realized that the slaughter intent contained in the blade blade.

In front of the sword fight, each sword is exposed, like a fierce beast showing its fangs, screaming in tears, and the voices converge.

Gathered into thousands of kills, such as the tide of rising and falling, it poured into Xiao Chen's mind, causing him a great deal of confusion and chills.

Xiao Chen finally understood that those half-scented dragons formed in the face of a sword blade were very tired, tired of coping, and eventually failed.

It's not that they're too weak, it's that Yan XIII is too strong, the power to kill Kendo is too strong, killing all things in the world, and wiping out eternal life!

As long as his mind and spiritual strength are slightly less than his, he will be swallowed up in front of him like a pig and dog by a cold, ruthless slaughtering sword.

Ren You Yuan is tough, more martial arts, more secret treasures, very powerful can not be put out in seven minutes, defeat is a matter of minutes and seconds.

Xiao Chen shouted, realizing the spiritual power in the sea, such as the river flickering, the water waves, under the surge, a word of killing was thrown out of his mind.

The mood returned to normal, Xiao Chen's eyes were clear, and countless highway hymns rang between heaven and earth, floating back and forth in the hall.

The hymn tells a distant legend that every time it floats, the annual wheel of history turns a big circle, and the ancient epic becomes thicker.

Exquisite Qi God, the three forces simultaneously consume condensation, Xiao Chen mastered the power, is also rapidly increasing, looking at the flying three sword blade dragon.

Stepping forward, Xiao Chen did not retreat and went out with a fist.

All Heavens Divine Fist, Distant Legend!

Thousands of brilliant, brilliant, concentrated in substance, like ink and paint, tilted out. And with the thousands of blades of the killer dragon, it crashed into each other.

Heavy noise, in the hall, coming out together. Every ray of glory and slaughter sword blade is fighting a special death battle, like two armies of 10,000 men fighting hard on the battlefield.

The song of battle was fierce, the blood was foggy, the fierce battle was fierce, there was a horrible smell, there were splashes, and the ground sounded like explosions.

The entire palace began to tremble violently. It was in a hurry. There seemed to be flash floods, avalanches collapsed, and for a thousand moments, it was imminent to bear the scourge of extinction if it did not escape.

This is the Wang Xingxing Tomb Palace of the Sky Shed. Naturally, there will be no mountain floods and snow mountains, but the atmosphere of the two of them has been transformed.

A lot of people, heavy in face, gaze at the two people in the air, eyes flashing with frightening eyes.

What kind of evil genius can fight under Wusheng? It creates such a horrible atmosphere that no one dares to watch the foothold.

When all the smoke disappeared, the wind waves swept away and looked away, Yan XIII's horrible sword blade dragon was actually blocked by Xiao Chen.

That frightened many half-hearted, heartbroken, seconds of defeated slaughter sword blade frenzy dragon, the first time to be bombarded disappeared, in the face of the confrontation, put a banner drum equivalent.

“It's him, White Robe Knife Man Xiao Chen! ”

Many people in the chaos recognized Xiao Chen's appearance. On that day, when he ordered a drink in Mirao City, he left the evil man Yuankai.

His reputation spread throughout Mirao City, where most of the warriors were from Mirao State, reminiscing a little bit about Xiao Chen's identity and history.

It was no doubt not a facial surprise to see that he was able to fight Yan XIII. Concentrate and look.

Little white, pure and glamorous face, delighted to leap, blindfolded corner water mist, if you can't hold Xiao Chen in front of you.

“Don't move. Stand behind me. I'll train you later. Do you know how dangerous that was? ”

A familiar voice rang out, Xiaobai bitterly grieved his face, but still obeyed, and Yaeko Muxin stepped back a hundred steps.

Xuan Yu in the crowd, watching this scene, he spent so much time with Xiaobai, how could he have seen Xiaobai so nicely touch, the fire of jealousy burned in his heart.

“I'll let you out, and when Yan Xiao beats you seriously, I'll humiliate you once more.” Xuan Yu looked at Xiao Chen and said viciously in his heart.

With the stone table of Sky Ice Sword, Yan Xiaoyi attacked the black clothes. He was like a standard gun. His straight body was immovable. He could not see any redundant expression on his cold face.

Besides being cold, it's still cold.

“If you are a swordsman, why use the side doorways of the Divine Clan? ”

With a gaze, Yan Xiao's eyes flashed with anger. He stabbed Xiao Xiao in the morning like a sharp blade.

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly. Fearing that he had misunderstood, he felt that he had underestimated him. If he could not produce a knife, he would still use other trails against him.

But Xiao Chen's situation now, the three energies of the Heavenly Fist fused together, has actually exceeded the original Heavenly Fist, and is not much weaker than Xiao Chen's knife technique.

The explosive and destructive power of monologues is even stronger.

However, since Yan Xiao said so, Xiao Chen did not intend to let him continue to misunderstand, and issued a knife.

The Blue Emperor Battousai technique, these days, he can practice from delays, now can instantly launch nine hundred nine hundred eighty-one different tracks.

The other side has the sword of the peak of Dacheng, and his sword is 70%. Knife is naturally stronger than sword. Although it is worse in the realm, it does not collapse immediately.

Moon Shadow Knife was in hand, Xiao Chen rode Green Dragon, his right hand slowly gripped on the handle. The knife immediately fused the surrounding environment, its own environment, and covered Yan XIII.

Yan XIII did not feel comfortable at first, and his face slowly grew stiff. He could not see the direction and trajectory of Xiao Chen's hand.

In the void, Xiao Chen's knife gripping figure everywhere, front left and right, up and down, it seems that no place could be the location of his knife.

“It's kind of interesting, but in the face of powerful power, savvy skills are also cloudy. ”

Yan Thirteen nodded darkly in his heart, admitting that he was not as good as the other party in the art of drawing swords, but he didn't care too much. Absolute strength varies too much, the other party is unlikely, use this advantage to lose yourself one second.

As long as he can't lose himself, Yan XIII can instantly kill each other, because Xiao Chen sees only one chance.

At the entrance to the distant palace, Nangong Qiong, seeing the two seemed like they were going to fight hard, he couldn't help but feel confused.

“This Xiao Chen is really unpleasant. It seems that the communication is quiet. When you see a beautiful woman, you are completely insane. Everyone dares to mess with her. ”

“No, Miss Ben asked herself how she didn't react to me as badly as the little fox. ”

“Pfft, I want to go somewhere, I have to stop them, or I will be in the heart of the palace later, Xiao Chen is afraid of not having the strength to help me open the tablet. ”

Just as Yan XIII's hand was about to meet his sword handle, an ancient wooden umbrella slowly arrived. Nangong Qiong held the umbrella handle and smiled shallow and appeared beside Xiao Chen.

“Thirteen Lessons, Long Time No See. ”

Yan Xiao was obviously surprised when he saw the emergence of Nangong Qiong, and also walked with Xiao Chen. He said in secret: “Wing Qiong, are you going to help him? ”

“Forget it, you can't fight this man right now, just take your Sky Ice Sword and leave. ”

The two people quickly talked a few sentences, Yan XIII glanced at Xiao Chen's back white. If thoughtful, he held his black sword and sent it gently forward.

Yan Xiao calmly said: “My Yan family is no different than the Divine Soldier, but this day the Ice Sword fits my life-killing sword, I must get it. ”

“The sword in my hand is called Snow Feather. The material, craftsmanship, and divine rhyme are no worse than Sky Ice Sword. For another five years, the rhyme will become a divine soldier, giving you the girl behind you. ”

Little by little, Snow Feather sword on a black glow, like paint point peeling off, it is the killing air of Yan thirteen years of quenching on it.

Until the black glow, all dispersed, Snow feather sword restored its original face, pure white as snow, spotless fiber dust, cold light inner convergence.

Xiao Chen took Snowfeather Sword, looked at Yan XIII, and looked at Nangong Qiong, who looked silly and shallow, seemed to understand something.

Just more surprised by the identity of Nangong Qiong, she can make such concessions with arrogance and unpredictable strength of Yan XIII.

“Though thou hast gathered the heart of the sword, thou shalt and shall not bury the sword of the snow feather, and its glory shall be upon thee from now on. ”

Yan Xiao stopped talking and grabbed the blade handle of Sky Ice Sword. He looked at the surrounding crowd coldly and seemed to ask who else was not satisfied.

Seeing the strength of Yan XIII, who would be uncomfortable to find it, avoided Yan XIII's gaze and did not look at it.

With a bang, Yan XIII pulled out the Ice Sword and rushed to the sky, waving a slaughtering sword light, cutting open the top of the palace with all the power of life.

The figure flashed, turning into black streaming light completely disappeared here.

Just when everyone thought it would calm down for a while, the stone table with the Sky Ice Sword, bang, blew to pieces.

A luminous luminosity, as the stone platform collapsed, shooting out, like a majestic Tianpeng head, spreading its wings high.