Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“He already guessed that I was going to use that racial bloodline! ”

Loneliness and arrogance touched me. To be honest, Xiao Chen suffered a great loss this time. So he offered to stop the other Great Junior Emperor, put the greatest pressure on himself, and didn't want to take advantage of Xiao Chen too much.

However, Xiao Chen stepped forward and stood up.

The so-called grandeur, the so-called hero, is more than that.

But how do I repay this favor?

The lonely and arrogant face sank without thinking: "Let's go, let's go! ”

When the voice dropped, he rushed past with his delicate and woody face and his little yellow hair toward the mountain like a giant mutant snake.

He blocked the mutant snake behind Xiao Chen and kept his belly free of enemies.

It's all a long story, but in fact, it took less than half the breathing time, from Xiao Chen killing into it, to lonely and arrogant killing into it.

In the fierce battlefield, Xiao Chen stood with a knife, which was a sword to stop Peiyin and the thirty peaks of Nightson Heng's leadership, the Great Successful Quasi-Emperor.

Such a mutation that everyone is stunned for one, and countless quasi-imperial hybrid warriors prepared to touch fish in the water by all sides, is also a surprise, so unknown.

“Shit, who the hell wants to live? ”

“This is the White Knife, the young man who had previously humiliated Feng Lao outside the tablet. ”

“Turns out it's him, but even if Old Feng is not his opponent, trying to stop these more than 30 peaks by himself is a bit exaggerated. ”

“Who knows, but it's not necessarily a good thing for us, it's more lively. ”

A group of quasi-emperors, hiding in the darkness of the Death Swamp, whispered, eyes full of excitement.

Although Xiao Chen didn't think they could block more than thirty peaks of the Great Junior Emperor, what they were fighting for was the idea of touching fish in the water, the more messy the better, the more they liked it.

Pei Yan burned a light black flame and looked behind him at Xiao Chen, whose dragons were flying. Hiddenly said: this kid, one step late, lost the opportunity, came up with such a radical solution, don't worry about death.

At night, Hengzi's face rushed with anger and said and drank: "Do you want to die? Get out of the way or you won't get out of the Garden of Demons today, no matter what. ”

“Get out of here! ”

Looking back, the lonely traveler who had fought the wounded Mutant Snake, more than thirty peaks of the Great Junior Emperor, all angry to want to kill.

Wherever there is such a cheap thing, my own traveler worked so hard to kill for half a day, the kid came to try to be cheap.

The massive momentum converged, almost distorting the space and pressing it hard towards Xiao Chen. Invisible momentum, like a magnificent mountain range, is a little overwhelming.

Xiao Chen held his breath, his face calm, watched the more than 30 peaks of the great success of Zhuan Emperor, the spirit unprecedented concentration.

“If you want me to roll, yes, just ask the knife in my hand first, don't answer! ”

Blade pointed forward, Xiao Chen released 60% of his Thunder Blade Soul, and Xiao Chen's unyielding will was on the tip of the blade.

The flower of life, must be taken, the way of the Emperor, this is the most critical step, he will fight with his life!

“Do it together, kill him! ”

Peiyan frowned slightly and felt Xiao Chen's sharpness. He was unmatched and did not dare to do anything about it.

More than thirty successful Junior Emperors each performed a killing move. Wave toward Xiao Chen, blocking the road, time, void, colorful, brilliant, sword shadow, continuous.

All kinds of visions, convergence, and heaven-covered attacks, make this party's space tremble violently.

The fluctuations in the forces of heaven and earth were too disruptive, the death swamp sounded a burst of explosions and bursts into ears.

In the swamp alone, a few snakes blew directly out and hung themselves, for a long time, spilling blood.

In a chaotic sky, the heavens and the earth were discolored, mixed with dust, and there was a bloody rain.

With such intensive killing moves, Xiao Chen can really be seen.

In Xiao Chen's eyes, two flames of gold and white shine, the heart of the sun and the yin sun emerge, racing in the air to chase.

Between moments, a Tai Chi Yin Yang flame diagram was formed, two completely different properties of the ultimate flame, under the fusion of the Tai Chi diagram, perfectly fused together.

Yin Yang gossip, four elephants and five lines, various visions with the emergence of Tai Chi diagram, a large piece of gold light, blocking one side of space.

It's like a five-row wall, blocking all the flying kills.

This time, Xiao Chen is unreserved, inspired by the original heart of Tai Chi Yin Yang flame diagram.

In the past, neither the Sun nor the Yin Fire used the heart of origin. This gorgeous Tai Chi flame map is more powerful than ever before.

In the face of more than thirty martial arts moves, there is still some reluctance. If strong enough, you can rebound all attacks at the first moment.

If these thirty successful Junior Emperors are left in chaos and injured on the spot, there will be an advantage between the opposite hands.

Even so, this scene is completely beyond anyone's imagination. The two flames of the sun and the sun can merge, blocking so many Olympic martial arts.

Let everyone who was prepared to slay Xiao Chen, all beamed down.

chacha cha!

The flame map broke apart, and the attacks inclined toward Xiao Chen's rainfall point, but much less powerful, and all sorts of visions ceased to exist.

Xiao Chen stood with a knife and stepped at the point of emptiness. Every step taken was a sword shadow.

In the sky, thunder growled, tearing down a purple lightning, a million dragon shadows, yelling and yelling.

One step and twelve knives, Xiao Chen took three steps in a row and broke all the Ao Yi Martial Arts.

The shadow is in the lightning of a thyron lightning knife, like idle courtroom walking, every hand, is free to move, no trace can be found.

Such a scene, shocking.

“Is that all you got? But there's no way to get me out of here. I have a knife, and I teach you! ”

Destroying this flying inferior Ao Yi martial arts technique, Xiao Chen unexpectedly faced these more than thirty great successful Zhuan Emperors, he actually chose a powerful attack.

Xiao Chen's heart, into an open state, the world seemed pitch-black to him, no one but him existed.

In his world, space is forbidden, time stops passing, and the whole world is quiet.

As if chaos had not opened, there was nothing but darkness.

Whoops!

A ray of knife light appeared, breaking through this dark world, and Xiao Chen's eyes reappeared in color. He saw Peiyan, Nightheng and others laughing in the corner of their mouths, more than 30 successful Zhuan Emperors, all looking at him coldly, with a slight smile of ridicule.

Laughing at him for not doing his best, gaining a slight advantage, not going to honest defense, and delaying the world as much as possible.

He actually wanted to kill himself and rushed towards them.

I can't wait for you to come over, surround you, drag you, even if you are as strong as an old black iron monster and can kill Wu Di.

Under the siege of more than thirty peaks of the Great Success Junior Emperor, they will only be torn to death, and there will never be a second result.

Laugh, laugh, laugh with cold eyes, my heart, you will never understand.

My path, my pride, my splendor, needless to say, is only between this knife.

One knife out, all kinds of visions, flashing continuously, in the sky, leaving behind the poetry of praise. Past events, with a sentence of poetry, turned into visions, appeared in the heavens and the earth of all directions.

In Mo River City, about ten years ago, he left home with nine heavenly thunderclap formations, three kneeling fathers, and negative gas.

Heavenly Emperor's tomb, he laughed loudly and sent out a war book to all the Princes of Qin, famous for the first time.

In the battle for the closing of the Heavenly Knife Palace, he publicly announced Xiao Chen's name, defeated Qin Guo Shi's son, won successive battles, and opened the legendary path of the White Robe Knife.

In the ancient land, he was not humble, broke the millennium record and won hundreds of consecutive battles.

The Five Kingdoms Tournament, he was unheard of, but defeated all sides all the way, stood at the top of the dome, and made the king the real dragon.

Kunlun Realm, Feng Wang Festival, he swept across all the younger generation, Feng Qinglong King.

In the cloud waters, the dragon flew. He broke and stood, killing the eight chief emperors in a second.

Tianxinghai, Qun Yingsheng, he defeated in seconds, the Quartet was proud, and he lost orally.

Thirteen years asked the road, hundreds of lonely sorts of pain, made the world famous, there is no such person as me.

My whole life has been glorious!

Exalted with pride, this sword instantly brilliant, was extended to the extreme by Xiao Chen, accompanied by various poems, various visions, forming a vast and spectacular epic painting volume.

When the knife fell, more than thirty successful Quasi-Emperors, all smiles, all solidified, were sealed in this epic volume.

“Broken!”

Looking coldly at the people who had not yet dispersed their sarcasm in the painting roll, Xiao Chen shook his fist in his left hand and gently opened it towards the front.

Time scrolls burst into pieces, the blocked space of one side, pieces split apart, like a lens, into countless pieces.

More than thirty people in the painting made every effort to protect themselves, still scratched by tears, spit blood in their mouths, one by one bounced out by the force of space.

Beatles are scattered, scarred and overwhelmed.

The people hiding around in the dark, all stared stunned, Xiao Chen alone turned back more than thirty peak quasi-emperors, to the hard-boiled killing.