Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The loud voices, overlapping and scattered throughout Tianding City, lasted for exactly two hours.

So the man is illustrious, the knife king * * * *, this monumental wonder that slowly disappears and the heavens and the earth return to calm.

But the warriors of Tianding City, the thoughts in their hearts, could not be calm for a long time.

After this day, the position of Tian Ding City among the knives of the Xuan Realm has soared, hidden even in the first holy place of the knife, the Tian Ding City under the jurisdiction of the Knife Wang Xiaotian is the same.

At the center of the square, beneath eighteen stone columns, Baiwang walked, slowly opening his eyes.

As the young generation of the heavenly pride, they accept the ancient saints * * * * at close range, definitely more than ordinary people, everyone has gained, their faces are filled with satisfying colors.

Xiao Chen's last eyes opened and he absorbed a huge amount of divine liquid in the Springs, which was incredible in enlightenment.

Eighteen ancient knife kings each have different knife lanes, all remembered by him, not a single word has been omitted. When he returns, he can write it down immediately, which will be a precious asset.

No one here has the gift, even if it's a white wave, to remember five different knife martial arts, which is far beyond ordinary people.

whoosh!

“This cup of tea, I salute you, officially apologize to Brother Xiao.

Bai had eyes but could not recognize Mount Tai. He made the world laugh and looked forward to Brother Xiao's forgiveness. ”

White waves opened their eyes and poured a cup of tea himself, flying towards Xiao Chen.

I could afford to put it down. When I saw Xiao Chen's creation on the knife lane, I immediately apologized for the tea. There was no half shelf.

Open up * * * * and let the eighteen ancients celebrate the holy sounds of time and space, and come to Tian Ding City at the same time. This is not a knife, there really is no knife in the world.

The apologies of the people for the white waves were not meant to be disdainful or derisive at all.

Xiao Chen reached out and grabbed the teacup and sipped it before putting it on the table: “No problem, Brother Bai is a true knife, I can understand your thoughts. ”

The white wave nodded slightly without a trace and continued to say: “There is no missing knife lane, it is unique indeed.

It's very eye-catching, unprecedented, and not a bit false.

I listened to the doubts in the second half of you. I had some insights in my heart and wanted to discuss one or two with Brother Xiao. ”

Xiao Chen's heart moved and laughed. “But it's okay to say that you are all in the same group. I hope that you can speak freely. ”

“The second half of you focuses mainly on a few questions, and I'm going to talk about the first one, as a knife, as a knife, as a knife of meaning, what to do with the knife in your hand. ”

White waves paused for a moment, seemingly in a tone of discretion, and went on to say, “I think this is a little bit of a problem for us knives.

The knife is part of the body, the ancient language has words, the knife is in people, the knife is dead, that's the point. ”

Xiao Chen's eyes were bright, thoughtful, as a knife, hair can be a knife, clothes can be a knife.

Why can't a knife be used as a knife, except that knife is already a knife, because it goes around itself.

Think of the knife as the same thing as a silk shirt, the knife in your hand, how to get around it, and the problem doesn't break.

Wang Menshenglin, Flaming Knife, laughed: “I also have some opinions on the path of indispensability, so-called perfection.

It is not necessarily imperfect to be perfect. There is no imperfection in the world, but there is not necessarily perfect. Perfection is not necessarily without flaws. ”

“Brother Xiao, the previous moon, I thought it was the perfect moon, perfection is natural. ”

There is no shortage of knives, there has never been such a knife in the world, even the 18 ancient knife kings' knives, all-encompassing, have not been indispensable.

To be able to participate in the discussion of such a knife course, there is a sense of making history. It is foreseeable that there will be no shortage of knives. Once climbed to the top, it will be famous for leaving a strong ink on the martial arts era.

All the knives in the room looked quite excited and spoke loudly, and whether right or wrong, at least opened their minds to Xiao Chen, standing on the side, always seeing something different.

At the end of the topic, White Wave dropped the teacup, his palms patted gently on the table, placed the knife next to him, tied to the sheath, snorted, not an inch, and inserted into the high stage.

Dang, dang!

The rest of us did it, sticking their respective swords onto the stone table, the knife was stirring, buzzing, powerful knife intentions, wandering around the scene.

Xiao Chen's heart is clear. This is the second process of the tea ceremony. The tea ceremony is also a rehearsal of the tea ceremony.

After all, if you say it better, you have to fight to see the effect.

With a slight movement, the Moon Shadow knife is connected to the sheath and inserted into the tall platform as well.

“The wind is brisk and famous for a long time. Can you teach me something? ”

After all the knives were inserted into the high ground, a tall, skinny man in a long shirt shouted into the wind.

The breeze flourished with a slight smile: "We can't talk about teaching, just consult. ”

Whoosh

The two men rose at the same time, reaching out and flashing, the sound of the treasure knife sounded and snatched out the sheath. The two men began to swiftly confront each other at high altitude.

The people below, looking up slightly, can see clearly, from time to time with friends around them, to rate one or two.

Fighting between the two is easy, but the wind is obviously high.

He is well aware of his talent, the wind knife, only takes a little as a breakthrough and enlightenment, it is a breeze.

The sword is everywhere in the wind, gentle and full of killing machines.

After another 200 moves, the opponent took the initiative to admit defeat, and the two returned the knife to the sheath, each offering a gift and re-sitting.

Afterwards, the tea speech will begin to climax, the knife passengers from all sides, shiny appearance, Xiao Chen first glance in his eyes, what impressed him most were the fiery knife king and the thunderous knife king's mentors, Lin flame and loneliness.

The successive warriors, both of whom were defeated within a hundred moves.

The path of thunder and flame, in the knife of two people, each is played to the extreme, rolling flames like volcanoes erupt, one knife falls, the red cloud of flame, then ten miles of heaven, the sound is amazing.

Even more to Xiao Chen's concern, naturally the descendants of the Thunder Knife are lonely. His true Yuan is in itself a Thunder attribute. The will to understand is also a Thunder Knife will, of course, to compare with this person.

The lonely knife technique brightened Xiao Chen's eyes. The other party's understanding of thunder knife technique, in two words, is speed and burst.

The world is often described by lightning, and a man is fast to the extreme, and his knife is fast to the extreme.

It is also a big mistake to assume that only speed, its bursting force, equally horrible, shook Tian Ding Square violently.

Strength of thunder, not only speed and eruption, Xiao Chen experienced thunder robbery and suffered a thousand kinds of thunder baptism.

However, the other party must also know this theory, after all, there is a great emperor to teach, can understand the reason of greed can not chew, only to maximize these two characteristics.

Xiao Chen's heart could not help but compare this person to An Junxi. If the two of them fought, it would be quite wonderful.

“Xiao Chen, your high talk makes people speechless.

But I don't know what the real trick is, I want to teach you a few tricks. ”

The ghost tribe, Jiangcheng Zi, looked directly at Xiao Chen and challenged him.

Everyone is interested in it from time to time. There is no shortage of swords. The theory is high. In the end, it still takes combat power to convince people.

Xiao Chen happily accepted, reaching out: “Please! ”

Puff

With a ghostly flash, Jiangcheng Zi had risen in the air, a black knife stuck in the ground, already in the palm of his hand, not waiting for Xiao Chen to get up, he instantly passed away, heading towards Xiao Chen behind the tea table to kill the past.

Surrounded by the intense atmosphere of death, he flashed behind him to create a horrible scene of Senroh Purgatory. He saw a black knife lit up and killed before Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen reached out a little, against the other party's knife tip, in the knowledge of the sea, thunderbolt runs, in the sky, tens of thousands of peach blossoms, slowly fell, Xiao Chen's body, infinite life force gushed out.

The resurgence of all things in spring is the most vibrant time to stay in the peach blossoms and float ten miles.

Xiao Chen reached out and bombarded Jiangcheng Zi's somewhat irregular knife.

A pinch of peach blossoms turned into one, fell between Xiao Chen's fingers, gently sent it towards the retreating Jiangcheng.

Clang

Jiang Chengzi's knife is in front of him, forming a pitch-black knife screen, trying to block this tiny peach blossom.

Who knows that peach blossoms bloom and replenish the Spring Knife, containing much more power than he expected.

Blew him straight out, and behind him, the Sanrro Purgatory, was even more devastating.

Xiao Chen did not give him a chance to make up for the mistakes of his enemies. He jumped, and the bright light blew from him. He shouted, the sword intent of all shots, turned into a sword wind, swept away towards the eight directions, making people a little unable to open their eyes.

Summer knife, autumn knife, winter knife, continuous use, four seasons, interlocked.

Among the snowflakes, the corner of Jiangcheng Zi's mouth was stained with blood, and his body was covered with frost, and his chest had a chilly carved wandering flower.

Jiang Chengzi said somewhat reluctantly: “I will lose! ”

Just four moves, apart from breaking the rules in Jiangcheng in the beginning and taking advantage of the slightest opportunity, were suppressed by Xiao Chen's lacking knife lane, without any chance of rebellion.

The scene was silent and Jiangcheng Zi's rapid defeat was unexpected.

After this battle, I'm afraid no one will dare to fight anymore, and there is no shortage of swordsmanship.

Xiao Chen reached out and the cold ice flower on his chest fell into his hand: “Promise. ”

Long clothes danced lightly, Xiao Chen did not have difficulty with each other, toe a little, and then sat down again.

There was no white wave, a spark flashed in his eyes, and he got up: “Brother Xiao, how about we do two tricks? ”

Besides Xiao Chen, the highest strength in the field, is the white wave, most likely, the white wave also understood the knife soul.

The enthusiasm of the knife was immediately picked up.

Xiao Chen's heart moved and was quite interested in White Wave's proposal. There were a lot of people here who could really make him enjoy the battle, not the White Wave.

But just as he was about to say yes, a noise of discord suddenly sounded off the field.