Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“Brother Xiao, this is a sword fight inside my realm, or let me do it!” When Xiao Chen stepped out, Baiwei's first reaction was gratitude, but he was persuaded not to do it, so he immediately preached.

Xiao Chen replied calmly, "Brother Baiwang, there is a good chance of winning. ”

“Forty percent. ”

“Knife Dao Tea Party, can you shame this face? ”

“I can't afford to lose it. ”

“Since I stood up, I'm sure I have 10% certainty, white brother, just look after it. ”

Keeping their voice on the line, the two spoke quickly and the white waves were silent. Xiao Chen's continuous questioning clearly identified the key to the problem.

Qin Shaoqing gazed and stepped out of Xiao Chen. "White wave, is that all you can do? Let an outsider appear. The knife king's pulse turns out to be such a coward. ”

Xiao Chen faintly said: “To deal with you, there is no need for the Young Master to do it. ”

“Shamelessly, it's your turn here. Do you talk to our son?” Ancient sword Heng snorted coldly, carrying a long sword, turned into a sword light, and attacked Xiao Chen to kill the past.

Behind him, there were nine groups of proud sun-like glow, like nine glorious days, and the glow made people dazzle, making people not dare to look straight at him.

The gray wolf loves sheep and goats, and the boring group owners recommend the board bricks as well, haha!

Xiaocheng's sword soul's power, diffuse out, a thriving momentum.

Above the platform, some of the wooden tables behind Xiao Chen were crushed on the spot. Some knives, getting up and backing off, luck resisted, their faces looked a little ugly.

Sword intent is the same as sword soul, but the difference between the two is like water and ice, the latter is more than several times more powerful than the former.

Swordsmen who understand the Sword Soul have an overwhelming advantage in the face of knives who do not understand the Sword Soul.

Unless there is a huge gap in cultivation, chances of winning are slim.

In front of this ancient sword Heng, he was prepared to give Xiao Chen a straight down horseway and return his oppression.

Xiao Chen's heel is immovable, let the other party provoke the pressure of the sword soul, his body is like a pale old tree, immovable. If you look carefully, even the hair and clothes do not move.

For no other reason, Xiao Chen's little knife soul hidden in the purple Thunderbolt has spread all over his body, with the help of immortal thunderbolt will, how can the other party move him in no way.

His little knife soul, has immortal properties, is immortal knife soul.

Unless the will is also understood and there are properties that are immortal enough to rival him, there is no way to shock him by force.

“How is this possible! ”

The ancient sword was slightly pale, with an incredible scene in front of him, his little sword soul was pressured and released unreservedly.

But Xiao Chen in front of him, don't say it was a wolf flying out, even the hair didn't move.

Qin Shaoqing's color changed slightly and his eyes changed. He understood the logic. He shouted: "Brother Jianheng, you don't understand the will, just back off! ”

But everything was late, the sound of a bang, Xiao Chen Gao's immortal knife soul on himself, releasing violently.

Heh, heh! Heh, heh! Huh?

In the air, the sound of the sword crossing, it kept ringing, and the intense airflow exploded in the air.

Knife winds and sword winds intertwined, forming hurricanes intertwined with each other and swept out.

In the past, architectural statues in the square, apart from eighteen knife king stone columns, split apart under the sweep of this infinity hurricane.

The hurricane was full of terrible knives and swordsmanship, accompanied by thunderbolts and flames that flashed from time to time, terrifying.

Ancient Jianheng and Liu Kun, who had already released the immortal knife's soul in Xiao Chen, were shocked out.

It was Qin Shaoqing and Xiao Chen who fought in the scene at this time. Various visions were caused by the fierce struggle between the two.

But it was a fierce struggle, but the two people on the high platform didn't shake a single step. They just looked at each other coldly, releasing their respective swords and souls.

At the end of the fight, Xiao Chen was surrounded by lightning flashes and thunder, purple swords and swells.

Qin Shaoqing's surroundings fluttered with a little hot flame, snow-white swordsmanship, wildly dancing, releasing an astonishing amount of destruction.

The momentum of the two people, soaring to the extreme, the light of the knife and sword on their bodies, has been shining, rushing away, the sound shocked ten miles.

The people in Tian Ding Square have long retreated to the side and look far away.

If you dare to come close to the scene, there are only a few people like White Wave, Wind Festival, Forest Flame and Solitude.

Whether you are a knife or swordsman, walking is much harder than ordinary martial artists.

Powerful knife and sword intentions have given them capital for transcendental challenges, and if the power of will is understood at the same time, even such will has certain attributes.

There is no such thing as a swordsman or knifeman but the word evil.

And now on the high stage, there are two such evils, confronted.

White wave god thickened, his heart muttered, Qin Shaoqing was really deeply hidden, his flame will, even with destructive attributes.

No wonder the three unaccompanied people dared to enter without fear. With such strength, among his peers, he had no fear of siege.

But even more surprising to him was Xiao Chen, who had never thought of pulling into a tea party before.

Not only in the tea discourse, but also to make the ancients stand out, the eighteen knife kings at the same time * * * *, such a wild scene appeared at the tea ceremony.

Stopped at this moment, deliberately came to disrupt, Grand Disciple of Sword King.

Such a surprise to him is beyond imagination.

Both hands simultaneously, Liu Xiaoyun sword out of the sheath, sword like frost, cold light, one sword straight into Xiao Chen's throat.

The fire rolled and shouted behind him. His sword was ready to accumulate, precipitated centuries of volcanoes, swayed the sky, and cracks appeared above the ground.

Xiao Chen stepped forward and rose after a round of the moon itself.

One sway, spring thunder sounded, ten miles of peach blossom blossoming, fingertips a little, against each other's sword tip.

The horrific explosion reminds us of the heavens and the earth, each of them retreating ten steps.

Xiao Chen's body burst with a fiery sword of strong destructive intent, unmatched.

Upon entering, Xiao Chen's menstrual and flesh-bone skin will be hung into pieces with astonishing destructive power.

The fierce and fierce situation, Xiao Chen did not dare to carelessly, and used exactly five times the power of the law to turn into purple thunder before extinguishing this sword.

If it was his move for a moment at night, or not decisive enough, to call twice or triple the power of the law, the right hand would be afraid to be scrapped.

An immortal energy, along the sword body, flowed into Qin Shaoqing's body.

Like needle-sticking, it punctured the meridian bone, allowing Qin Shaoqing to shake the right hand of the sword, and felt a sharp pain in the heart.

That energy was vibrant, had a strong life force, tried several times to extinct, a little lightning, and grew again like a seed.

The platform at the bottom of the foot was already broken, leaving only eighteen stone pillars standing alone.

Both look at each other with a little extra caution.

“This place is not enough, if you want to fight, come with me outside the city. ”

Xiao Chen lightly exhaled, lightning flashed under his feet, and his figure flew towards the outside of Tianting City.

In the realm of Wusheng, the scope of the battle is already quite astonishing.

Previously, among the knife club friends, the knifers from all sides deliberately suppressed cultivation.

Instead of a big shot, it's just not enough devastation.

But Xiao Chen and Qin Shaoqing are now involved in the face. Obviously, it is absolutely impossible not to show all strength.

Qin Shaoqing's eyes flashed a slight glimmer. Before coming, he had learned that Wen Zi was not here. Full of confidence, he could definitely make this Knife Dao Tea Party a joke.

At the same time, it rang the name of the Kendo Tea Party. I didn't expect to suddenly kill a white robe knife on the way.

Suddenly, his plan was ruined.

“I'd like to see who you are. I dare you to do it. ”

In the Xuan domain, Qin Shaoqing can say that fearing nothing in Heaven or Earth.

Under the Sword King's Gate, let his eyes rise above his head. Most of his fellow martial artists disrespect each other. He has never really been afraid of anyone.

A ray of fire was like a meteor, crossed from the sky, long flametail, in the sky for a long time, Qin Shaoqing chased Xiao Chen out of Tianding City without thinking.

Standing far away from the city, waiting for Qin Shaoqing's three little white men, suddenly found two strong lights and quickly flew towards his side.

“It's a little bad. Qin Shaoqing was afraid that he was going to meet Wen Ziran. Let's get out of the way and stay out of this. ”

The color of the Yuan Dynasty changed slightly, and the rapid appearance of the body turned into a white jade glow, demonic nine-tailed spirit fox.

Take Xiaobai and Kong Yuan, leap out of the sky and jump ten miles away.