Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“Uncle, what are you doing here?” Ling Yu, a little strange.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly: “After sleeping for so many days, you have to be active, so to speak. I've come to the Purple Flame Sect. I haven't been seriously wandering. Stop talking nonsense and show me the way. ”

Seeing this scene, the disciple in grey clothes was surprised, what did this white man do?

In a word, Uncle Ling Yu was really silent.

You know, Uncle Ling Yu, but the first of the core disciples, young age, but in his twenties.

Probably the youngest true disciple in the history of the Purple Flame Sect.

He also paid a visit to the Zongmen Sea God Needle Leaf Wind as a master. He was involved with the legendary Pan Wang, and his future was unlimited.

Within the sect, many elders do not dare to show Uncle Shi's face. You should politely call Uncle Shi when you meet him.

But in front of this white man, Uncle Shi has no temper at all. It's really weird, I don't understand.

The three of them and the mountain road, quickly shuttle, soon arrive around a cloud of fog, alone on the mountain peaks of the Quartet.

Next to the old tree in the peak stands an ancient and atmospheric gazebo, gathering a number of disciples of the purple flame sect.

He was lying beside him with a pale face and a painful purple flame disciple.

In front of the gazebo, on the bench, led by a young purple-haired man, led many of the core disciples dressed in miraculous garments, with a slight smile on each face.

Their gaze, all looking forward, hovered high above the fog of Xianxia cloud.

Above the ring, there are two fierce opponents, a man and a woman. The male is the core disciple of the Kamikaze Gate, the female is the core disciple of the Purple Flame Sect, the white master in the mouth of the Grey Clothes disciple.

“Bye, Blade! ”

At the entrance, a stone tablet was written with three big words of ancient vigour. Xiao Chen thought about it and understood some reasons.

“Brother Lu, Brother Lan, what's wrong with you! ”

Ling Yu looked in the gazebo, the two weak people, their faces changed dramatically, one of them flashed into the room.

“Didn't I tell you not to come?” The two looked slightly angry and said in silence.

“In this case, I am the first disciple at the core, how can I not come? ”

Ling Yu, however, did not care. He got up and looked at the injuries, and his face grew gloomy.

Raymond entered the body, his tibia was damaged, and within two months, he couldn't recover, so cruel!

“Feng Yu, you bastard, do you want to be so harsh! ”

Ling Yu was furiously angry and stood up to look at the purple-haired young man at the head of the Kamikaze Gate, angrily scolded.

Purple-haired youth smiled silently: “I have a sword fence in both factions to facilitate the exchange and consultation between the disciples of both factions, the fists and feet are ruthless, the swords are eyeless, and they fight each other, inevitably some can't help it. Brother Ling, why are you so angry? ”

“What do you mean, fair play, I've got mercy, what else do you want? ”

Wounded the Kamikamen martial artist of the core disciple of the Purple Flame Sect, he stood up and glanced at Ling Yu without regret.

Bai Jianfeng, all doors, have similar places.

That is the face of a sect, no sect will cancel the worship sword, that is to show weakness, it is the shame and humiliation of sect.

Will be laughed at by all sects, despised.

Setting this peak also has the role of inspiring disciples under the door. The world of the martial arts is inherently the predator of the weak, and the strong honor the weak.

However, in recent years, few disciples of the Purple Flame Sect have gone to the Kamikaze Gate to Baijianfeng, all of whom have come to tune.

This time, the other side is ready.

It is clear that the aim is to combat the core disciples of the Purple Flame Sect, preventing them from entering the demonic battlefield two months later and reducing competition.

Strict, unexpected.

Boom!

Between the words, on the ring, the beautiful woman, was beaten out by a thunder.

Suddenly, the Quartet shouted, and the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect were full of eyes, angry and unhappy.

Three consecutive defeats!

Another three consecutive defeats, with occasional exceptions, the Kamikamen Core Disciple and the Purple Flame Sect Core Disciple have faced each other three consecutive defeats over the years.

For no other reason, the Divine Gate has developed these years, and the younger disciples have cut more than one section of the purple flame sect.

The momentum is extremely strong, almost every year a genius is born, steadily over the purple flame sect.

“Uncle Little Master, who told you to come here, wasn't it closed? ”

Ling Lung women looked at Ling Yu and said with a little blame. Outside of words, she shared the concerns of the two brothers.

Feng Yu, a young man with purple hair, gripped Zhizhu and smiled slightly: “Don't be a mother, I'm tired of watching the painful scene. Ling Yu, it's your turn. Let me think about who to send this time, let you win the game, and bring back a little face for your Purple Flame Sect. ”

The voice fell, the core disciple of the Skylark Gate, all laughed.

This has been the case for many years. After losing three times in a row, Ling Yu appeared and won the round. Then this young purple hair player came out to defeat Ling Yu.

The same code, almost every few months, plays.

Every time, Feng Yu, the little thunder knife, was like Ling Yu's Ke Xing, crushing him to death in the heavenly blessing of Cave Xuan Mountain.

“Hey, brother, let me do it. This time, maybe, it won't be your turn. ”

The former disciple of the Divine Gate, who had injured the Purple Flame Sect, did not fear, and again twisted his ways.

Little Thunderknife Feng Yu, with a smile on his face, was always in control of the whole situation, smiling: “Please, Brother Ling Yu. ”

Ling Yuqi clenched his fist, knowing it was the game, but in this case, he had to be led by the other party's nose.

“Brother Fang, be careful. This Ling Yu should have had some opportunities lately. I watched his breath and his strength improved a lot.” Little Thunderknife Feng Yu, secretly preached to his brother.

“Don't worry, I'm not stupid. This guy, he's supposed to get some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but he hasn't been completely refined yet. I will definitely not be the other brother, I will help him to probe the bottom first. ”

They are the core disciples of the Four Pin Sects, the people of the Kamikaze Gate, although angry, but not silly.

When Feng Yutong was sure, without any further concern, he continued to look at Ling Yu: “Brother Ling Yu, what's wrong? My brother has already appeared, you won't even have the courage to do this. ”

Xiao Chen looked at everything in his eyes and was about to stop it. Ling Yu was unable to hold his breath. He jumped in shape and fell on the platform.

“This child…”

With a slight sigh in his heart, Xiao Chen also understood that, after all, he was a young man. He could not really do it yet. He was not surprised by his petition and left it unattended.

This situation must be endured for a while.

After absorbing and refining all the sources of life juice, go back to your own hands and practice well. Wait until his strength is truly refined, and then kill him at the Kamikaze Gate Bai Ken Feng, and hit him back ten times and hundred times the face.

One move, frustrating each other's sharpness.

Instead of like Ling Yu now, he went to the battlefield with a grudge and helplessness.

“Kamikamen Core Disciple Fang Yun, Brother Ling Yu, please teach more! ”

Above the ring, the disciple of the Kamikaze arched his hand.

“Purple Flame Sect, Ling Yu, please instruct! ”

Ling Yu looked at the laughter on the other person's face, some of the anger inside could not be controlled. Once the voice fell, a punch bombarded the past.

He had an angry punch, he had great power, the sound of a fistwind breaking through the sky, the sound of a thundering whistle in all directions.

Xiao Thunderknife Feng Yu nodded slightly, his judgment was correct, this Ling Yu power did improve a lot.

However, everything is still under control.

Fang Yun received it in advance, and was not too surprised by Ling Yu's greatly increased strength.

The figure flashed and left a thunderbolt film to avoid its sharp edge.

Above the ring stage, Ling Yu showed strength, so that the disciple of Zi Yan Sect could not help but focus his eyes on the ring stage again.

Ling Yu, though angry, has not lost his mind. He wants to resolve quickly and retain his strength.

Then against Little Thunderknife Feng Yu, rewrite all the humiliation suffered before.

Relying on Xiao Chen's golden source of life juice, his strength has greatly increased over the past few days, and he has great confidence in defeating Feng Yu.

Xiao Chen was somewhat surprised, this little nephew, was really somewhat unexpected.

Fist seemed mighty hegemonic, in fact, the force was just right, every time, no redundant truth was wasted.

The steps were irregular, but they pushed the square cloud of the sky gate one step at a time to the corner of the dead.

Making it completely impossible to expand and punch might hold back defeat without even having a chance to make the best of it.

Interesting. Progress is really not that big.

Xiao Chen secretly said, "Perhaps this time Ling Yu will not be able to create a miracle.