Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The wound on the chest, the blood kept spilling out, as the road retreated wildly, sprinkling a bloody path over the ground.

At the edge of the ring, I couldn't help but tread and shake my body a few times. Finally, I wasn't struck by a knife.

“How did you find out!” Covering his wound with one hand, he was still extremely surprised. He didn't think of his biggest secret, so he confronted the other and revealed himself.

Beating here, the victory and defeat have been divided, Xiao Chen was not stingy, and answered honestly: “At the next battle, you don't have to talk too much, pretend too much, and you just exposed your lack of gas. ”

If it wasn't for the other party, Xiao Chen's heart would definitely not find the other party so quickly.

Such an answer, obviously unacceptable, stood for a few seconds and said: "Wait, wait for my earth to return to its origin, cultivate to the tenth degree, then there will be no more blossoms, I will come back to avenge today. ”

The voice fell, covered the wound, quickly left the ring, and then did not head back out of the city.

Xiao Chen looked at the other party's back and, thinking thoughtfully, had found the other party's bloom.

As a result, the knife was cut off, and even the ribs of the other party were not cut off. The body of this guy was a bit powerful.

If he repaired this weakness, he would surely be a difficult opponent, Xiao Chen secretly noticed in his heart and wrote down this young master from the People's Magic Sea.

After winning two consecutive games, he remained idle, Xiao Chen's state made the audience feel a little strange.

At the Tian Proud Summit, those who can break into the top four, absolutely none of the weak, all dragons and phoenixes among men, geniuses among geniuses.

But Xiao Chen came with a forcible killing order. It seemed a little easy, so he invited Huang Yun and Zhuang out without mercy.

“Such brilliant eyesight, perhaps, he can truly break the record and become the first man to succeed in a manslaughter order. ”

“Hard to say, the further back he goes, the more cards he exposes, the more expensive he consumes. It seemed like he had won two games, but I'm sure his law drained a lot of power. ”

“Yes, and Cold Sin and Sima Lingxuan, the two great swordsman, are not so messy, they are all rushing to the first place. ”

“I don't know who Xiao Chen will choose, Cold Shin and Sima Lingxuan's strength, look at the previous performance, it seems that they are all between the two sides. ”

“If it were me, I would choose Sima Lingxuan, the cold-hearted guy, whose temperament is too scary, always seems unpredictable. ”

The two battles came down and sparked a glimmer of hope among the warriors who did not have much hope for Xiao Chen. They began to speculate on the future course of the battle.

Defeat Moran, Xiao Chen Shenzhen, still no fluctuations. He turned his gaze on Sima Lingxuan and Cold Shin and locked it on Cold Shin.

A cold breeze passed and the temperature dropped sharply across the ring. “Cold sea, cold sea, please instruct. ”

After the salute, the cold and chilling of the whole person became colder, his eyes wandered away on Xiao Chen, every corner.

The eyes of the swordsmen, sharp as eagles, as long as Xiao Chen had any blossoms, he would find them in a breath and then attack them with thunder.

Xiao Chen's heart concentrated, and after seeing each other's eyes, he knew that he had met a difficult opponent, afraid it would be harder to deal with them than the first two.

Hu Hu!

The cold wind is on the ring, floating back and forth, the two people look at each other, darkly comparing themselves to the momentum, neither of them hastened to do it, but waited for each other, unable to calm down for a moment, suddenly to do it, all the way to the upper wind.

In the battle between the knife and swordsman, for a moment, who gets the upper hand almost determines the outcome of the match.

The person who occupies the downwind will never be able to reverse the plate, of course, all on the premise that the boundaries between the two are similar.

One cannot be perfect, even if standing still, ups and downs in the mood, changes in mentality, fluctuations in thoughts, and the speed of blood flow, it is not possible to remain at the peak at all times.

Without exception, there will always be cracks.

In the cold wind, both eyes seemed to flash through a light, and at the same time caught the other side's slight splash, instantly striking.

The sword came out of the sheath at the same time, without touching, the fierce thunderbolt sword soul, and the cold sword soul, formed their own momentum, fierce confrontation.

The sound of clamour, in every corner of the ring, in the heavens and the earth, as if there were tens of millions of swords and knives, in their own rivalry.

Blade Light Sword Shadow, Flashing everywhere, Thunder and Ice, Fighting Opposite.

Lightning struck, ripped out countless lightning, cold ice ruthless, and drifted out tens of millions of snowflakes.

Bang

The two of them rose and jumped, in all sorts of visions, shadow decisive tactics, swords collided for the first time together.

Knife and sword chanting, what is a sound, like a dragon chanting, breaking through the clouds, tearing the clouds apart. A golden ray of sunshine, like a holy light, brings Xiao Chen and Xiao Xin together to form a shocking picture.

Shh shh shh shh!

The two of them retreated as soon as they touched each other, and each developed a strong body technique to quickly fight each other.

Every time an opponent, a sword against a touch, turns into a clear dragon bark, rolls away, tears the clouds, and falls a golden glow.

Whether Xiao Chen's Lelong steps or Cold Cinnati's unknown and mysterious steps are on the verge of reaching a limit, the eyes of ordinary people simply cannot see the trajectory of their actions.

Only at the moment when the holy light falls will the shadows of the two men, solidified into a poetic painting, fall into the eyes of the people.

Watching the fierce battle between the two is like looking at a wonderful picture roll. As the page turns, it gradually enters the good realm. As the picture roll is printed into the mind, the mind fluctuates and the blood bloodstream swells.

Bright Moon!

Mizuki Infinity!

Another hundred moves, two people with the same banner drum, each showed a killing move, started a fierce fight, trying to take the upper hand along the way.

Two rounds of the moon, appearing behind each other, Xiao Chen's knife, is the brightest of the brightest days of the moon, hegemony infinite.

The cold-hearted sword, but after the merger of the sea water and the moon, the kind of peaceful and inseparable entanglement is much more complicated than Xiao Chen's simple hegemony.

A bi-monthly battle, one of which is a moon free and shining, one of which is a reflection in the water, on the surface is the moon, in fact a layer of cold water that remains unchanged.

After a stroke, the clouds in the sky had been completely torn apart, a large piece of golden light, like a waterfall, flying straight down.

Compared to the dim skies around them, the two people in the golden light in the bath, although their clothes are shattered and their wounds bleed more than ever, can all appear sacred, with an unnamed smell, wrapped around them.

In people's hearts, an unprovoked desire to worship sprang up.

Without him, both are true swordsmen and swordsmen, with the souls of the world's most rare swordsmen and swordsmen.

Xiao Chen stood with a knife, on the tip of the knife, a drop of blood, slowly fell.

Relatively cold and sinister, above the tip of the sword, also dropped a drop of blood, both of them killed, both waved for a moment, while hurting each other.

However, the results are very different.

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Xin and said: “Your sword technique is completely irrelevant from my knife technique, but my body is too strong than yours. If this battle goes on, you will be the only one to lose. ”

The cold face, slightly pale, acquiesced in Xiao Chen's statement, but did not intend to admit defeat.

“I still have a sword, and if I can't defeat you, I will automatically confess. ”