Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

With this move, half of the more than 30 successful Quasi-Emperors will no longer be able to stand.

Slightly weaker, the body even cracked open, and the scar looked terribly scary. Had it not been for the hybrid demon, the physical fitness itself would have been strong, plus it would have seemed to be a great success for the Quasi-Emperor, all of them would have died.

Fifteen or six men who were able to stand up, with the exception of the top ten figures in this category, all went to battle.

The power of one sword, mighty Russ!

Xiao Chen is now tired and sweaty over his forehead. This move consumes not only the power of the law, but also more mental power.

The whole person is like being emptied out, but the feeling in his heart is only two, smooth.

That's right, just smooth.

After regaining the brilliance of the moment, this moment was finally brought into the room by the original climb, completely reaching the realm of small formation.

Most of the Quasi-Directors, even if fortunate enough to acquire the Chinese Olympic martial arts, will have difficulty releasing them completely once.

Like Xiao Chen, it can be accomplished from easy harvest to small. Describing it as a phoenix horn, it doesn't match Xiao Chen's enlightenment.

The significance of Xiaocheng is that it can play 30% of the power of Zhongpin Olympic martial arts.

Some of them, but even Ping Ao Yi Martial Arts can only play 56% of the power, let alone Chinese Ping Ao Yi Martial Arts.

Being so crushed is not unjust.

One of the quasi-emperors hiding in the distance was a little frightened to stay, and the deterrent effect of this move was too great.

Xiao Chen glanced at a dozen people standing in front of him. The sarcasm and ridicule on the faces of these people had long disappeared and replaced them with profound consternation.

“Shit, he practiced Chinese martial arts in Olympic martial arts. ”

Looking at Xiao Chen, more than a dozen people hated to bite their teeth. Where would you think that it was just a peak quasi-emperor, who forced them to be such a wolf.

Xiao Chenling stood in the void, the invisible king overwhelmed, exuded from him, stirred the heavens and the earth changed and the winds rose and clouds surged.

His eyes, sharp and unmatched, revealed this powerful mindset, making people dare not look directly at it at all.

They have no idea what Xiao Chen's obsession is with the flowers of this life.

Without Magic Wonder Dan, these days are proud to have survived the Great Feng Fire, only adding some difficulty.

But without the flowers of life, Xiao Chen could not be emperor, everything would be delusional. His dreams, his hopes, will be empty.

Fighting for life is four words, no joke.

In such a powerful atmosphere, the remaining dozen people were somewhat afraid to move lightly, and a period of impasse appeared.

It is hard to imagine that Xiao Chen, who had not been liked at all beforehand, really stopped more than thirty successful Zhuan Emperors with this knife in his hand.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, bloody rain in the sky, mixed with dust, still raving about the next one, even getting worse.

The brilliant aftermath of this moment is more than one or two levels stronger than the aftermath of the killings carried out jointly by those before.

In the swamp, without delusion, the common snake was hanged without knowing how many.

Makes this bloody rain more powerful, falls on people, quickly dampens the clothes and stains the white robe red.

In the blood rain, Xiao Chen glanced indifferently, leaving the rain to fall on him, and did not retreat from the momentum.

A little later, looking at a few lonely and arrogant people, they were going to kill the mutant snake, which had already been badly wounded.

Peiyan and others' hearts, in this bloody rain, appeared more agitated and tried to flush over several times.

But as long as Xiao Chen's sight is touched, look at those who are still lying on the ground, moaning in constant pain, and the brilliant visions of the past.

The soul without a source feels faint and afraid to move, even the strongest Peiyin is no exception.

He is now only 70% fighting power when he is hit by the brilliant head-on of that moment.

According to his guess, if the glorious power of the moment were to be borne by him alone, he would be seriously injured if he did not die.

God knows if this guy's gonna, like, do it again.

Sure, looking at Xiao Chen's eyes, Pei Yan felt chilly in his heart and thought, this guy will definitely do.

Anyone who dares to take a step forward, even if he pays the price of his life, will drag his predecessors to hell.

Funny to say, I am also a demon, ranked first.

But in front of this outsider, in this young man, who was younger than himself in his teens, a sense of cowardice appeared.

The companions around you can't give themselves any sense of security at all.

This is kind of a squeeze, holding your right hand tight and your fingers almost in the flesh. He held his breath and trembled with anger, but still dared not go forward.

Even Peiyan, let alone the others who stood with him. But letting them go now means nothing, and the situation just keeps stalling.

The dilemma of going back and forth is that these people are so proud of their situation.

Boom!

At this moment, the bloody marshes of death sent out a terrible cry. After paying a difficult price, the giant head of the mutant snake was finally cut off by a lonely line.

In that instant, the blood springs, rushing to the sky, made this slightly diminished rain of blood, drifting down again violently.

The 3,000-year-old mutant snake died, had violent energy, and dissipated. Forming a fast wind, over the swamp, raging, whimpering, like a ghost and a wolf howling.

A terrible scream, what it stands for, everyone knows.

For a moment, the rigid scene was instantly broken, and the temptation from Magic Wonder Dan finally overcame the fear from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

There are a dozen successful Quasi-Emperors ahead, and a larger number of Quasi-Emperors in the distance, like the long-awaited wolves on the prairie.

At this moment, the eyes were bright and all moved.

But the moment they just got up, they were all wet and full of blood, Xiao Chen, the long knife waved violently in their hands, a burst of wine, and angry.

“Who dares to touch! ”

With the sound of anger and lightning, Xiao Chen put his ultimate thunder will in all three words.

The moment the voice fell, in the knowledge of the sea, that dazzling thunderbolt disappeared completely.

What kind of scene would it be to turn into a million lightning bolts falling in the sky, 10,000 lightning bolts with the ultimate thunderous will, while breaking through the sky?

At this moment, like the end of the world, electric light, which can no longer be described, brings this colorful world to a complete loss of color.

Only the rest, black and white.

Xiao Chen's sword-wielding and roaring motion, reflected by this electric light, appeared cool and hegemonic. If those who stand up and move are the wolves, Xiao Chen is the king of the beast, the king who is born to fear.

When the king is angry, who dares to move!

The many quasi-emperors who were obscured by desire, under this thunderous roar, were all forced back alive.

Even the ten most powerful human magic elite, under the sound of this blast, was frightened, afraid to move in the slightest, into disorientation.

Some cowardly, unwilling, in this rage. Falling into the air, her legs and feet were numb, she fell directly, she was shaken by Cersei, and she couldn't hold back.

Who dares to move, nobody dares move!