Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Above the small ring below, Qi Qi bloody scolded: “These guys are a little shameless, Xiao Chen too, why promise him, just hit him hard! ”

The ten judges of the Moon Palace looked at each other and had answers.

Moon Ice Cloud's heart is clear. If Xiao Chen's game is defeated, regardless of the previous scenery, the judge will not give him the Dragon Gate Mountain medal.

“When a round of moon is airborne, the bridge is broken and the sky is full, who knows my heart is like the moon, who laughs who is the painter! ”

Just as all could be seen, the ring turned into a painting, the blue book dude jailed Xiao Chen in the painting, a desolate and cold lonely poem, from Xiao Chen mouth muttered out.

The martial arts hidden in the fan, quietly unfolded, the bridge flowed bright moon, it appeared, it was supplemented by a thousand frost fighting snow, falling white snow, cut off running water, make the moon appear cooler.

The crowd suddenly discovered that the painting on the ring suddenly had more scenery, making it slightly more elegant, colorful, colorful, and bickering.

But something even more horrible happened, clearly trapped in Xiao Chen's painting, the moment the poem was finished. Suddenly, he jumped out of the drawing roll, became an outsider, and the blue book guy with the heavens and the earth as ink, drawing with a fan pencil, became the person in the drawing, trapped in it.

“What's going on, what's going on! ”

Shouting for the inheritance of the Holy Land, the immortal people halted, full of shock, full of incredible faces, totally unable to see and understand.

A moment ago, Xiao Chen was still the person in the painting. The next moment, Xiao Chen became outside the painting, and in turn trapped the Green Book Man in it.

This makes the sons cry out, how can the people of the Green Dragon fail.

In the jade tower where Tianfu Academy is located, many elderly Confucian masters can see the scene and see it as incredible.

The outsiders can't understand, they are the top expert in Confucianism, how can they not understand.

The martial arts cultivated by the Green Book Prince is one of the ten great Ao Yi martial arts of the Academy, Jiangshan is like a painting, there are four realms. They are brushstrokes, people drawing together, breaking out, and the most subtle extraordinary paintings.

Master Qingshu is the rare pride of Heavenly Buddhist Academy for hundreds of years. He learned this martial arts at a young age, and reached the realm of drawing pens. He can use heaven and earth as ink and fans as pens.

It can even coincide with entering the realm of second person painting, making the river and mountain as powerful as the painting, to the next level.

However, Xiao Chen saw his tricks at first glance. His own temperament was not as bright as that of green bamboo. This painting caused a major blossom.

Xiao Chen, like God, only looked at the essence of this technique and understood it. He used poems of the same character as his own. Whoever can laugh in the painting is instantly judged by high authority.

“This person will definitely do something that can imitate other people's martial arts. Otherwise, even if you really have to see the essence of this technique, it is absolutely impossible to jump out of the painting, and in turn trap Qingbook. ”

The jade tower, an old man, calmly analyzed.

"No mistake. Otherwise, there's no explanation. He's a swordsman. Why are there so many blades?" ”

“How much enlightenment does it take to cultivate this technique?” An old man sighed softly.

Indeed, even putting such a skill in front of these great and successful Quasi-Emperors would not dare to practice.

There is no other reason, not enough enlightenment, not only cannot increase one's strength, but will lose oneself in it, inch by inch, even strength backwards.

Above the palace, the moon ice cloud in the heart whispered to himself, over and over again read, who knows my heart is like the moon.

Moon, Lonely Fang self-admired, no one can understand, millions of years alone, cold and lonely existence, what kind of person can give this poem, since tomorrow moon.

What kind of person can take this for granted? In turn, the confident green book boy will be given a life and death picture.

In the ring, Green Book dude's face was blind, not knowing what had happened, Xiao Chen, who was suppressed by him in front, suddenly. As if it were a barrier that could never be crossed, it could only fly forward in vain, but it was getting further and further away from Xiao Chen.

Being aware of the power of this Jiangshan like a painting, he has inspired the greatest power, but only to watch Xiao Chen, gradually walking away from him, helpless.

Xiao Chen sighed silently, folded the fan in his hand together, facing the drawing roll in front of him, gently folded the fan, and dotted it on the chest of the Blue Book Prince.

In the eyes of the Blue Book dude, Xiao Chen across the corner of the sky, as soon as he reached out, he drew the distance closer, making him completely unprotected and heavy to bear the blow.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xiao Chen only stood outside the painting, and the pen was slightly over the painting roll.

Bang

A mouthful of blood spit, the Green Book dude five dirty split, the kung fu reverse phage. Things broke apart, the painting roll broke apart, the whole person rolled out of the ring in the air, and after landing, it stirred up a lot of dust, and the rumbling continued.

Waking him up, he looked at Xiao Chen, who was still spotless on the highest ring, with his white trick, his eyes fought, his fingers pointed at Xiao Chen, and his eyes were stunned: “You, how could you trap me in the painting...”

Pfft, spit another mouthful of blood, blue book dude can not accept this blow, vibrant faint death.

Think of what he said before, as if people were listening. But instead of enduring Xiao Chen's legend, he buried his first English name.

If you want me not to pull the knife, I will not pull the knife, and you will score against me, and I will remain as you wish.

You can do whatever you want. I'll do whatever I want. I'll beat you!

Weird silence once again appeared in Ming Moon Square, silencing hundreds of thousands of people, and yet another startling appearance in the crowd of England.

The savior in the eyes of many still failed to let Xiao Chen pull the knife, still defeated under his best army blade, and was only a move.

Now the great holy places, and some of the princes of the hidden families, are not on the bloodbath, even if a million more people are called the holy places immortal, they will not go up.

It must be Xiao Chen, after some downfall, to enter the scene, otherwise the pedal will not be able to step, but lose the English name of the world.

Silent Moon Square, a brief pause has appeared, and many other small platforms have long lost interest.

The lights were grabbed by a man, who beat them beautifully, and nobody noticed what the use was.

But they had no courage to go to that most prominent stage, even the Son went up a defeat, where dare to go up.

In the jade tower where Yin Yang Dong Tian is located, there is a female disciple smiling: “Sister, these men dare not go up. Go up and raise the prestige of Yin Yang Dong Tian. ”

“Yes, yes, my sister said not to let those stinking men hurt the Green Dragon King, and to defeat him gently with her own hands. ”

Child Sue Bai glanced at the two maids and scolded: “Sister, I have not been beaten by a man. If someone really beat me, even if it was five years without emperor, I could only live for 20 years. Sister's heart cannot be separated from that person. ”

Zhou Tianxing Palace, Chuyang and Fuhong medicine are silent and complex. Chu Yang's earlier ambitions had long since been lost. He couldn't wait to play immediately and beat Xiao Chen to death.

But Reason told him that this was never the time to show up. In the hands of a man with very little life, losing his English name was not worth it.

The moon palace judges, their faces have always been mastered, and reveal a little something that they don't know what to do. The group Yingsheng party was forced to stop by one person. This joke is really a bit big.

In the Jade Tower of Bansheng Island, Yan Xiao rose up to prepare for the show and was stopped by Di Xin Cold's hand. “Forget it, Brother XIII, I'll do it. After all, this is a crowd gathering in Tianxinghai. ”

Yan XIII turned back: “Think clearly, you are looking for defeat. I'll go up there and let him pull the knife, and you'll definitely get an extra chance. I have long since separated from the Yan family. I do not care about fame. You are different. Behind me is the immortal Holy Land of Banshee Island. ”

Di Xinxian smiled: “Winning and losing is a common matter for soldiers. It seems that I have not lost a single battle in the Starling Sea among my peers since I came out of the way. Why not lose once now? ”

At the end of the conversation, Di Xinxian said: “Besides, this is after all a crowd gathering in the star sea, someone has to stand up. Everyone is silent, watching the walls, just trying to make the fisherman profit, and that's the end of our generation. ”

Yan XIII muttered halfway, not insisting, and stepped back: “Take care. ”