Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The sudden sound is a little surprising, who dares not give the cloud dust immortal honor.

Tianxing Hai, most of the people who say that are already here, who are the visitors?

Looking at him with a voice, he saw only one man, white robe, with no dry blood on it, seemed to have just experienced a battle and rushed over before he could rest.

Qingxiu's face, wearing a blue headscarf on his forehead, walked step by step, cold face ruthless, in addition to the cool and dark eyes, no extra divine color can be found.

“Xiao Chen, Green Dragon King Xiao Chen! ”

This outfit, this face, like today's warrior with a little strength in the star sea, I'm afraid I've seen it all in the painting.

In the cloud waters, kill the eight largest quasi-emperors in a second, and then cut off the two largest quasi-emperors of the South Sea Dragon God Palace.

Dare to give the Virgin a pulse, dare to carry the Virgin in public, such a figure, only Kunlun mainland, the Green Dragon King Xiaochen.

Who else, don't know the name of the Blue Dragon King.

Unfortunately, these people, who lived only twenty years, were destined to die young and difficult to climb the avenue. It will only be like a meteor, flashing for a moment, rapidly falling.

But now, no one dares to underestimate him, and no one is willing to look uncomfortable.

“Xiao Chen! Qinglong Wang Xiaochen, I've heard of you. But if you are more famous, you must also abide by the minimum rules. Now this sword, according to the rules, is already mine. ”

Gongshan Yu frowned slightly and killed Cheng Jin halfway through, which is bad luck.

But it took a lot of effort to get the sword of despair into the bag from the many days of pride. It was just one last step, and he said he would not give up anything.

Xiao Chen ignored him and glanced over the early sword grave. Luckily, the sword of despair was still there, it was not taken away.

On the way, Xiao Chen arrived and happened to encounter a fine Pinxuan beast. With Zhuan Di Xiaocheng's strength, combined with his sly personality, he took a long time to go to Xiao Chen.

I thought that by the time I arrived, the sword of despair had been taken, and I didn't expect it to be there.

“Xiao Chen, don't you even follow the most basic rules? ”

The high mountain jade saw Xiao Chen, ignored it, and appeared unhappy.

“Rules? You ordered rules, too? ”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, without rules, it could not be accomplished without a square, but rules could not be set by anyone, and not everything must be followed.

At the very least, it is not used to follow the rules set by this mountain jade.

Shh!

Standing empty, Xiao Chen flew straight to the sword grave, and Gangshan Yuda drank: “Stop him! ”

Two brothers, immediately, waved long sleeves, a great treasure, part with the power to open the mountains and break the sea, swept away towards Xiao Chen.

There is a flying sword flashing with cold flashes, the great imprint engraved mountain river, the iron net is full of flames and full of noise.

Xiao Chen didn't even look, the mountain river embroidery, flying out of the palm of the hand, mountain river, river, converged into a picture roll, blocking all the magic treasures at the same time.

Flashing in shape, he went straight to the sword of despair in the graveyard.

Seeing Xiao Chen so reckless, he flew over to the sword grave. A number of people couldn't help but think that this sword of despair was not so easy to hold.

If Xiao Chen forcibly takes the sword and is injured, there is a great opportunity to leave him here.

Black hurricanes of despair, over sword mounds, whistle, whistle, sweep.

Bang

Xiao Chen reached for a punch and blew it on top of the hurricane. Only one loud sound was heard, which translated into a substantial hurricane of despair. Under one punch, he was raw and smashed.

In this scene, many people were shocked on the spot. Those who had taken swords before did not dare to resist the wind. All of them were skilfully avoided by their own methods.

But Xiao Chen was the ultimate hegemony, and without the slightest intention of avoiding it, it was a punch to blow the desperate storm to pieces.

Hardson withstood the powerful shockwave of despair at the moment when the hurricane broke.

As if nothing was wrong, Xiao Chen walked idly over the sword mound, punched out, and blew all the black hurricanes that came face to face into pieces.

“How strong his mood needs to be! ”

Not only the heavenly pride of their peers, but the elderly martial artists, their faces have changed.

They all have the ability to smash a storm of despair, which is nothing, but what is hard to resist is the despair generated by the moment the hurricane smashes.

A little carelessness can plunge you into illusion, and you can't pull yourself out.

The former Red Son of the Five Toxics Church, once swept away by Yubo, was trapped in an illusion. He was not aided by external forces and could not get out.

Xiao Chen, however, was hard to bear. A dozen hurricanes broke the shockwave of despair, as if nothing had happened to him.

Landing, reaching, shaking swords.

Ten thousand swords sounded together, synthesizing, such as the meteor chased the moon, towards Xiao Chen's back, rushing.

The black hurricane that had previously been broken up also regrouped as Xiao Chen grabbed the handle of the sword for a moment. Turned into a rugged evil beast, opened his mouth and pounded over towards Xiao Chen.

Seems to have been negotiated, that is, in this moment, Zhou Tianxing Palace Chuyang, the chest suddenly shines like a big day in the middle, emitting thousands of gold light.

Every ray of golden light, flame burning, desperate city dark space, suddenly brightened.

Cold and shallow, his palms slapped on the chariot, four deep sea dragons pulled the chariot, roared out, carried the infinite dragon, and hung the past towards Xiao Chen.

The Five Toxic Red Man, coldly laughed, and at the same time, a black poison fog formed a serpent, swinging between, swimming past Xiao Chen.

Others can't help but mix the water up in scattered repairs and make a mess of it.

In the instant, Xiao Chen grabbed the handle of the sword and laid heaven and earth on the attack, such as storms and rain, hail and snow, pouring in.

As long as he dares to continue to draw his sword, under the pressure of so many attacks, even the Blue Dragon King will have to lose half his life.

Above the gold chariot, the moon ice cloud suddenly rose. On the face of the ancient well, a little movement appeared. The moon tooth mark appeared on the eyebrows, a little light appeared, and a powerful force was slowly accumulating.

Eling, standing aside, was slightly surprised and said, “Miss Ice Cloud, don't worry, I'm sure he'll know how to get out of it and know how to make a trade-off. ”

Under such a crisis, at a time when everyone thought Xiao Chen would give up drawing swords.

The white man, holding the sword of despair, glanced back, one gold and one white two rays of light, flying out of his eyes.

The origins of the Sun Yin and Yang Fire, competing in pursuit, truly perfectly characterized as the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Flame Map, were first used in action by Xiao Chen.

Boom!

The two extremely opposite properties of Yin and Yang blend perfectly under the Tai Chi diagram to form a charming golden pattern.

Fix one side of space between planes, like a wall, separating heaven and earth into two worlds.

All the attacks hit the flamethrows, multiplying their power and rapidly reflecting back.

Whoever just took the heaviest shot, the worst of the moment, was seriously injured by his own attacks, and even passed out.

The heavens and earth of the Quartet are chaotic, and the waves of terror swept towards the eight sides, screaming and fluctuating.

Until the flame diagram disappeared, Xiao Chen sighed lightly and pulled out the sword of despair.

Pfft, pfft!

In time, tens of millions of swords burst, sounding simultaneously on the sword mound, a handle sword, all broken into pieces.

With a powerful force, it spins towards all directions, and each fragment contains no less energy than the full force of an archdeacon.

Even more terrifying is the residual sense of despair in the debris.

“Spread out!”

All the parties surrounding the sword mound were proud, and hundreds more were scattered, all of them shocked, scattered and fled in panic.

The scene, which was already chaotic enough, suddenly became more embarrassing, and some disciples between the doors were isolated.

At the heart of the storm, there will always be a peaceful and chaotic scene, and Xiao Chen, who began as a fighter, is equally peaceful.

Four eyes, within 5,000 meters, not a single person.

Xiao Chen's gaze fell on the sword of the sword of despair. He measured with interest the long sword in his hand and touched the sword body with his right hand.

Feeling his fingertips wrapped in despair, he praised it, and he seemed not to have any fear of the despair that frightened the world.

The wind waves calmed down, a group of days proudly cultivated, they were all full of wolves, in the chaos just now, almost no one was spared.

Even Eling and Moon Ice Cloud on the Golden Chariot had been busy with their hands and feet for a while, and their blouses had been shattered by blade fragments.

As for the previous clandestine attack on Xiao Chen's fighters, it was even worse. He had already been hurt by the flamethrowing.

After a wave of broken sword attacks, there were several Zhuan Emperor Xiaocheng's presence, which could not have been avoided, and this is how he died.

“Xiao Chen! ”

Chu Yang et al., looking unharmed, and Xiao Chen, idle to watch the sword, none of them burned in anger.

Feeling many bad eyes, Xiao Chen smiled slightly and put away the sword of despair, faintly said: “Thank you adults for the beauty, Xiao one step ahead! ”