Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

It's not a glorious day or a star that falls from the sky, it's a knife!

The scene was full of knives, and at the same time they were frightened by a knife. The tea session had not yet begun, but the knives were slapped with a big slap.

Shh shh shh shh shh!

Worse still, the statue of the pioneer on the stone pillar, by this knife that fell, shattered the will of the knife's guests.

But for a moment, thousands of stone columns slipped away, the night hung upside down, and the stars as the wonders of the lights disappeared.

The sun shines, the sun reappears, and the heat shines down.

But the heart of the knife on the scene is not warm, the heart is as cool as water, and the cold sweat is direct. Some of the outermost knives, even trembling, can't believe there are such powerful knives in the world.

Inside the hill, a secluded study, the heart twitched and trembled for a moment.

Put the ancient book down, he looked up at the unknown sky, 1,000 meters, 10,000 meters, 100,000 meters, million meters… tens of millions of meters away, he finally saw it.

The bright sky was endless, with a black chariot running wild.

In the night, in the stars, in this endless universe, it seems plain. But in the eyes of the sky, it was not a carriage, nor a man, but a knife that cut through the sky.

Not to the Knife Inn, not to the thousands of knives in Central Square, but to his Knife King!

kā cā!

Unable to hold back the turbulent emotions in his heart, ancient books in his hands, should be torn to pieces and danced in the study.

The sun shines through the window, filled with scraps of paper, like snow and white.

The whizzing sky was full of dark hair, and sometime, it turned snow white, and the whole person was hundreds of years old.

He knew that from the moment he saw the man, he was no longer the Knife King. The cultivation of the other party is not as good as his, but the achievements above the knife lane have been completely completed beyond him.

For a moment, let the snow dye the silk. Hundreds of senses go by running water, floating with clouds.

A generation of swords, Wang Xiaotian, can afford to let go, no half love, no grudges.

“Five years have gone by, and there is another way to fight for my life.” Whispering and smiling, he sat down again without saying much.

Even other supremes can't see Xiao Chen's true identity after disguise, but Xiao Chen will recognize him at first sight no matter how concealed Xiao Chen is.

The Knife King recognizes the man, does not recognize the face, does not recognize the knife, admits only the heart, recognizes the heart of the knife.

Wuthering heaven can let go, can see open, but many new-generation knives on the stone pillars of Central Square, one arrogant surprise, how can one be comfortable.

“Brother Wen, what's going on, whose knife? ”

Looking at the flashing blade of the light, after calming down, many people asked Wenko.

Some of the knives in the room, doubtful in their hearts, a small part of them who had seen the knife had recognized it, just not sure.

Wen Zisuddenly saw the knife and was impressed. He recognized it at first sight. First surprise, then surprise, Shadow Knife King eventually did not break the promise.

But look, the face of the knife in the scene, he called bitterness in his heart, this Shadowless Knife King is playing a bit big.

Faced with the questioning of many knives, he could not fail to answer. He was silent for a long time. Wen Zi whispered: “It is the sword of the Shadowless Knife King! ”

“It's really him! ”

“I knew it was his blade of arrogance, and I saw it once. ”

“Such a grand charm, coming or not, now what does that mean, not looking at us at all! ”

The knife on the stone column, buzzing, immediately blew up, the dissatisfaction in the words, is obvious.

But it's also normal that anyone sitting on a pillar would feel uncomfortable. Face beating, not so, the will of the ancestors was shocked, even beating the face of the ancestors again.

In fact, this is a huge misunderstanding, Xiao Chen just wanted to go on time.

For years, he had not concentrated all his knife intentions on a blade, which was the only way he could think of going on time.

The knife of the knife can represent the knife itself, in either way, it makes sense to go to the meeting with a knife.

Shock the will of the Sage Knife, he did not intend to concentrate all his knife intentions, the blade of arrogance, can not fall that far apart.

Amazing variation, making the whole scene noisy, no one expected to come back at the tea ceremony.

Wen Ziran a little helpless, waved to stop the noise, and sighed: “Quiet, the Shadow Knife King has personally handed over the invitation, and going to the meeting with a knife is not a good time to break the appointment. Let's not argue about this. If anyone disobeys, just say that he chopped off his knife on the stage. ”

Black stone columns, the discussion platform for this Tea Party, will have to be challenged by others as long as they occupy it.

That's why no one has ever taken possession of this black stone pillar.

“Shadowless Knife King, you have objections. ”

Wen Zi looked at the blade of arrogance on the stone column and asked.

“Meaningless. ”

Whoa, whoa!

Above the stone pillar, the dust gathered and turned into the figure of an ordinary man, reaching out and pulling out the blade of arrogance, said calmly.

Xiao Chen in the chariot, millions of miles apart, burned most of the magic, finally put out the fingers as soldiers.

This scene shocked others, how could there suddenly be an extra split.

“There were some trivial things encountered on the road, my lord could not go to the meeting on time, I could only use a knife to go to the meeting, put on some side door trails, gather half a person to argue. I apologize for the disrespect. ”

Grabbing the knife, he arched his hand and said to all sides.

The Shadow Knife King is more humble when someone snorts, says falsely, and nods herself.

“Are you the Shadowless Knife King? ”

Of the thirty-six innermost pillars, one stood up and burned with war in his eyes, some aggressively asking.

“If the bag is changed, the knife in your hand can prove it. ”

“Okay, I'll see you today, Xu Zilan.

Xu Zi's Blue Language fell, without any hesitation, directly killed Xiao Chen finger as a soldier gathered body.

Everyone suddenly held their breath, did not speak, and watched carefully. Xu Zilan, although not the top ten knife players of the new generation, is also a very different figure, and the ability to have an extra seat in the innermost 36 stone columns is remarkable in itself.

Two silhouettes, quickly fought.

Shimmering light shadow, shifting shadow, Xu Zilan is famous for his fast knife, Xiao Chen observed its characteristics to make it easy for him to beat fast.

Above the narrow stone pillar, the fish dragon trick tends to move between, a thousand planes change, ten moves later.

The two shadows were separated, Xu Zi's blue surface was pale, and an extra knife around his neck was mounted, making him afraid to move.

“I lost. ”

Said it was ten moves, but the two of them beat fast, and the ten moves were no more than a breath away. Some knifers didn't even understand how Xu Zilan lost.

Only the true master saw the emotion, Xu Zilan lost extremely miserably, lost all ten moves. With each knife, there was an additional wound on his body, and after ten moves, he couldn't even hold the key.

In the future, I'm afraid Xu Zilan won't dare to call himself a fast knife anymore.

“You promised, you did it fast enough, but you still lack a way. You don't have to be top of your class, you have to be right for yourself, because everyone's body is different and you don't have to worry about it when you're low. But when the realm is high, you have to find a way to fit your body, and you really can't find a way to adapt or create your own. ”

Xiao Chen arched his hand.

Xu Zilan had some thoughts, and some of the questions seemed to be opened by Mosetton. After a moment, he arched his hand: “Thank you very much. ”

Suddenly, the scene became quieter, and people felt a little less like someone at the level of Shadowless Knife King.

Although the breath on this man is obviously less than that of the King, the Emperor, and even less so of the Emperor.

But that's the way it feels, above the knife lane, and he's not a level at all.

“I'll do it!”

After the half-sounding silence, Zhao Feng, the ghost knife, rose and made this difficult decision.

“Count me in! ”

At this time, Wen Ziran's death wind was blamed on the subject of the Shadowless Knife King. But the arrogance in his eyes has already converged and become heavy.

There seems to be some irregularities between the two new-generation knife kings.

But nobody seems to think there is anything wrong with it, just because the warrior is the Shadowless Knife King!