Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Casting Sword Peak, as in the past, the swordcasting swordsman of Sesto Thunderhon, from the mountain to the tail of the mountain, is in good order.

Xiao Chen did not line up, and walked toward the swordsmith estate at the top of the peak in the eyes of a group of people talking about it.

“It's him, he's here again! ”

“Xiao Chen in White, four months ago in Tianding City, defeated the great disciples of Liu Xiaoyun, the sword king. ”

“At the Changsheng Fruit Auction Convention three months ago, he probably made more money. I remember that several old junior emperors came and directly pushed the Changsheng Fruit to the heavenly price, and several archdeacons didn't buy it. ”

“Strangely enough, however, with his strength, he should have had the opportunity to strike the top 10, why didn't he see him go? ”

If the name Xiao Chen was before, it would be a little far away from the people in the main domain.

Cast Sword Peak fought, easily defeated the Ouyang wind of the Zixiao Sword Pie, held a high-profile auction for the Evergreen Fruit, and then defeated the Great Sword King disciple in Tianding City.

The most popular person in the brown domain these days is not Xiao Chen anymore.

Walking all the way, listening to the surrounding voice of discussion, Xiao Chen had no expression. He had something on his mind. He wanted to see Stu Leihong quickly and didn't know how to say it after meeting him.

All of a sudden, Xiao Chen felt two very hateful and murderous eyes. The murderous eyes were not hidden at all and stared at him.

Xiao Chen turned his head and glanced at the past, his mouth couldn't help slightly curling, revealing a smile.

The owner of Sight, who had just come to Cast Sword Peak, wanted to teach him a lesson. As a result, Xiao Chen punched him in the face, and finally Ouyang Feng slapped down by his elders.

Next to him, there was an old man, also wearing a purple Xiaojian robe, who looked like Ouyang Feng.

It's hard to guess what this looks like, mostly father-child relationships.

The old man had the cultivation of a great master, his spirit trembled and his eyes soared bright. Not at all old age, eyebrows like swords, sight like a sword piercing the void.

Xiao Chen glanced at it and was not interested. It's best not to piss him off, otherwise he doesn't mind, taking the archbishop to test his current strength, to what extent.

After a few steps, they went straight beyond the past.

“Stop! ”

Ouyang Feng whispered a few words next to the old man, the old man's face became extremely that look, a cold drink cried Xiao Chen.

Ignoring the laziness, Xiao Chen continued to walk forward.

Clang

The old man in the purple shirt was furious, and an arrow jumped in front of Xiao Chen and said, “Did you not hear my husband? I'm telling you to stop. ”

Xiao Chen did not feel comfortable, laughing: “My leg is under my feet, I can't stand, what business have with you. ”

“The sharp mouth, my husband asks you, before April, were you here to bully the weak, provoke the divorce and hurt my son.” The old man with the purple shirt, the temper made me ask.

Sure enough, it's a father-son relationship. I'm afraid I won't be able to get directly into the village.

However, Xiao Chen didn't have much fear, and smiled softly: "Yes, but did I hurt your son? I don't remember, it seems like I just touched it, but there were many people who could prove it, your old friend Jintao, could prove it. ”

Speaking of this, the purple shirt old man's eyes were angry, and suddenly he couldn't stop spraying out. It took a lot of effort to calm down his mood.

Beat his son into serious injury. If he didn't run away more than once, he would be able to obtain magical medicine. Without six months of kung fu, he would never recover.

I'm actually embarrassed to say that I just gently touched it. As for Kim Tao, the old man with the purple shirt, he's the least willing to hear the name now.

For a longevity fruit, it is a disgrace and disgrace to roll the Ouyang fan down the mountain with a single slap without regard to the relationship for many years.

“Ok, ok very well, the old man also came to touch you gently today. ”

After biting his teeth, the old man in purple shirt did not suppress his anger. Stepping forward, he slapped past Xiao Chen.

In his own capacity, he felt that it would be a little discounted to deal with a descendant, to use his archdeacon's realm, and to use his sword.

It was just a huge advantage in cultivation boundaries, and it was slapped hard.

One hand shot, the wind crane, to the rank of archdeacon, can open the mountain stone, not to mention the other party's anger.

The old man with a mixed purple shirt is as heavy as a mountain. Before the wind arrives, a great deal of pressure strikes.

Many of the people behind Xiao Chen, couldn't bear to fall apart.

But he himself did not move a single step. He saw the horrible momentum of the Tibetan King. The pressure of the old man in purple shirt on this clap was like staying home with a child in Xiao Chen's view.

Since they don't even have a sword, they don't need a sword!

Heavenly Fist, Heavenly Divine Divine Divine Divine Fist, The Power of the Twenty Dragons!

The whistling dragon sounded, and twenty giant dragon-shaped aircurrents appeared behind Xiao Chen, rising and falling, stirring the heavens and earth to discolor.

Yelling, Longwei Gaitian, do not give the old man purple shirt a chance to regret a little. Xiao Chen faced this hurried storm, the power of the mountain, one step at a time, and greeted directly up.

Bang

The old man in purple shirt, handed over by the fists, the horrible sound, the array sounded, the powerful attack, was directly blown out by Xiao Chen.

His eyes were stunned, and the old man in purple shirt opened his mouth and spit out a bite of blood. After landing, I felt the pain in my right hand, a slight crack in the bone spread, and my entire right arm was temporarily abandoned.

Xiao Chen stood upside down and smiled. “Sorry, old man, I'm a crisp, frightened person. Unlike your son, the skin is rough. ”

Xiao Chen softly laughed and went away.

Old man purple shirt, qi trembling, but this time, the right hand is temporarily scrapped, can not hold the sword at all. Having the heart to recover the scene is also unable to fight again.

Other swordsmen lined up on the mountain, their faces looked extremely heavy, the purple shirt elderly Ouyang Long, but the real master.

But this is the kind of archbishop who tried to bully Xiao Chen with a big bully and was still blown away by Xiao Chen.

Seeing each other grow and go, they dare not chase, dare not speak angrily.

“Unfortunately, Xiao Chen is not going to participate in the Knife List competition, which is really a shame. ”

“With such strength, you can certainly compete with Wen Ziran! ”

“Over the years, I have had a sword pulse, and the wind head has been completely depressed compared to a knife pulse in the momentum. Wen Ziran has suppressed the young swordsmen of the Xuan Realm, some can't lift their heads, another Xiao Chen, alas! ”

“If only Yan XIII were here, with the strength and talent of Yan XIII, he would now be able to compete with both of them. ”

“Yan Xiao, this man is drunk and swordsman, he is not interested in what ranking sword sect list, he has no trace at all, even Yan family doesn't know where he is. ”

The swordsmen present gave some face to the old man in purple shirt, who was blown away by Xiao Chen, few people fell with him.

Ouyang Feng walked to the old man in purple shirt and complained: “Dad, what's the matter with you? Why are you talking so much nonsense? Go straight up and cut him off with a sword. ”

Pā!

With such a big face, Ouyang Long's heart was quite upset. At this moment, when he heard Ouyang wind complaining, he slapped the past.

“Shut the fuck up! ”

Ouyang dragon is extremely cold in his eyes. Ouyang dragon is lazy to take care of Ouyang wind. Sitting directly on his knees, he healed his injuries with good luck and quickly recovered his right arm.

Ready to wait here for Xiao Chen to come out, then do not give him the opportunity to directly use his sword against the enemy. If Xiao Chen cannot be defeated today, he will not have to mix up in the future.

Swordsmith Villa.

Xiao Chen saw Stu Leihong and looked at the old god of the other party, some did not know how to speak.

After all, in the beginning, but the exaggeration was released, to take for the other party ten thousand years of flaming crystals, but now you have to lose your words, and you have to rely on the other party.

Sincerely, Stu Leihong never spoke, Xiao Chen had to try and say: “Senior, 10,000 years of flaming things, some apologies, I came a step late. ”

Stu Leihong smiled: “It's okay, I knew it already, I already have an arrangement. ”

“What arrangement! ”

“Wen Zigang has just promised you a battle. Seven days from now, he will fight you. The bet will be 10,000 years of flames.” Stu Leihong said not too slowly.

Xiao Chen said in surprise: "An appointment? When was this, how can I not remember, dating him? ”

Stu Leihong didn't look like half a senior, laughing: “I'll help you with your appointment, why don't you agree, you don't agree, I can cancel it. ”

Xiao Chen had no words in his heart, and said with a grin: “What a heartfelt seniors. ”

“Let's just say, you don't have to thank me for this. Just help me bring it here for 10,000 years.” Stu Leihong waved and said with no concern.