Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation
Chapter 1995: Playing Yangfeng
The flames rolled over and the sea of blood swept away.
As more martial artists pass through the clouds of the cave, more and more martial artists gather by the sea.
With the lesson of the Cloud of the Hole, no one dares to act this time.
Xiao Chen was suddenly cautious and intangible. He seemed to have more and more eyes and noticed him.
Condensing the will of the soul, the flesh has undergone several breakthroughs, even if there is no killing in the eyes. Just a look, Xiao Chen can feel it.
A long time ago, he was in the county hall because an eye revealed its shape.
Nowadays, he also has that strength.
It was silent, his side ears listened, and a moment later, he understood the reason for it.
Turns out he was a traveler in Fort Eagle. He had previously publicly slaughtered Si Shengjie, the first of the core disciples of Fort Eagle, and had already tied the beam.
The disciples of Fort Eagle, hidden among the crowd, were afraid of Xiao Chen's strength.
Very cautious, just occasionally glancing at Xiao Chen, the killing intent did not reveal a trace.
Xiao Chen's heart beat, these guys were secretly sending orders, summoning real disciples or elders in the door.
Whoa!
Without thinking about it, Xiao Chen flew towards the sea of blood as soon as his figure flashed.
Shortly after flying to the Blood Sea, Xiao Chen felt a thousand times more stressed and his body seemed to fall down towards the sea like a broken kite.
“Got caught, stopped him. ”
Those disciples who had been staring at Xiao Chen's Fort of Eagles secretly changed their face and started to fight apart.
Kill all the way to Xiao Chen.
Seeing Xiao Chen suddenly killed Si Shengjie, these Skyhawksburg disciples, did not underestimate Xiao Chen for his fix at all.
Taking the lead is the best way to kill.
The scene immediately attracted the attention of all the warriors nearby.
What a revenge, so many core disciples of Fort Eagle, to fight together.
The White Knife Guests, these Core Disciples, are actually dealing with a Grand Yuan Danjong with a killing move.
Xiaochen in the air, do not panic, activate the Dragon Warrior first, stabilize the downward trend.
To mobilize the Chaotic True Yuan of Nine Star Yuan Dan, the two huge true yuan want to spin simultaneously, Xiao Chen's momentum immediately rise.
Long-haired flying room, below the blood sea, more than flickering, alarming the sky waves.
Without wanting to delay the time, Xiao Chen shot directly with his own strength and immense power of truth.
Boom!
From the wind, Xiao Chen's invisible Tai Chi field appeared, which was weakened by Tai Chi field. With one hand, the rest of the attack is blocked.
Xiao Chen smiled lightly, her body gently drifted away and continued away.
The afterwaves scattered and fell into the flaming sea of blood, sparking a bloody water column.
“Brother Yang will be here soon, we can't let him just leave. ”
“Chase!”
Over a dozen core disciples of Fort Eagle by the sea jumped up and chased towards Xiao Chen.
The disciples of Fort Sky Eagle sacrificed their own heavenly Thunder Eagle and pursued them wildly in the flaming sea of blood.
The scorching sea of blood, the high temperatures are frightening, those thunder eagles are restless, some of them screaming in pain.
But under the powerful control of his master, he had to continue to fly.
Instead, it excites the ultimate speed of the Thunder Eagle.
“What kind of hatred is this? Such a forcible manipulation of Thunder Eagle will not last long, but the loss is too great. Maybe it'll burn directly. ”
“The White Robe Knife, it seems, is the man who killed Si Shengjie with one knife and one second. ”
“It's him!”
“It is no wonder that the first of the core disciples was killed. If there is no way to stand up, it will have too much impact on the reputation of the Sect. ”
The whispers in the crowd, many of the martial artists who had not seen them with their own eyes, also knew what was going on.
It was all a surprise, not knowing when the sea of stars came out of such a strong knife.
The sea of blood is vast, a long distance from that continent.
Xiao Chen did not dare to accelerate fully. An hour later, more than a dozen heavenly Thunder Eagles caught up with Xiao Chen.
After all, these people are overdraining the life force of Thunder Eagle, Xiao Chen can't compare.
“Boy, you stay here! ”
The one in front of him, saw Xiao Chen close to his eyes, a little toe, disengaged from the back of the heavenly Thunder Eagle, and chased him directly towards Xiao Chen.
Boom!
But as soon as the body left Tian Thunder Eagle, it felt a huge amount of pressure attack, and the constant magic work, instantly became a pause.
“Damn, this blood sea gravity, it's a hundred times more. ”
Whoa!
But before he could hold his body steady, he saw a razor slaughter, which had not yet reacted.
With eighty-one more blades, the blood splashed along the wound and fell to the surface like a lead ball.
The knife returned to Xiao Chen of the sheath, looking in the blood sea, instantly burned only the bone left of the disciple of Tian Hawkburg.
Didn't say anything. Turn around and fly forward.
Little monks feel that the warfare technique is not realistic. In fact, many times, it can still be very useful.
A familiar scene reproduced, the rear persevered Skyhawksburg martial artists, for a single meal, let the sitting Skyhawk stand down.
Again is this move, again is between winks, second kill.
This man, how horrible!
“Humph! My disciple from Fort Eagle, when did he get so spiteful, a bunch of garbage. ”
All of a sudden, a cold grunt came from afar, whistling from afar to near.
Terrible pressures, exacerbated by a little bit, make this already gravitating sea of blood even more difficult.
Still a step too late.
Xiao Chen looked unemotionally and stopped.
“Brother Yang is here, he can't escape! ”
The disciples of Eagle Castle in the rear sighed in relief and were delighted.
smile on his face, not yet solidified.
See a razor of light, eternal and indestructible, sweeping across.
They sat down on the heavenly Thunder Eagle, splitting the trick and shouting, and were split in half.
Being severely overwhelmed with vitality, he was constantly hit by heat waves. Under Xiao Chenmoye's broken knife, he was able to stay alive.
Those disciples on the back of Tian Thunder Eagle did not expect Xiao Chen not to go to confront Brother Yang, they would still have trouble with them.
They're not looking for themselves, they're sitting heavenly Thunder Eagle.
Faces are stunned, waiting to feel the gravity of the blood sea, stunned into terror.
Thunder Dragon Nine Changes!
Blast, blast, blast!
With the thunder avenue full of force and a mouthful of chaotic true yuan, the remaining nine people couldn't resist Xiao Chen's swift knife.
One knife in each, combined with the previous spillover of the mind, is not lethal enough, but it does not stabilize the body.
With an extremely unhappy look, he fell into a sea of blood and burned into a pile of dead bones.
Far from the sea, all the Devil's Path Martial Artists who saw the scene rushed to the back for a cold.
This white knife, looking at Qingxiu, does not look like a demon.
But the Devil's Path Martial Artist is still harsh, doesn't say a word of crap, doesn't do a little extra action.
“You want to die! ”
The fast-approaching disciple of Fort Eagle, seeing this scene, was going mad.
He roared, his body kept getting louder, and suddenly turned into a terrible and huge beast, biting toward Xiao Chen.
It's you!
Xiao Chen's eyes flashed a bright glint and remembered that he had seen this scene on the road.
Didn't expect, met so soon.
But Xiao Chen, now he doesn't want to fight him, without the disciples of Tianhao Castle, this man can't catch up to himself.
“We'll meet again some day. ”
Xiao Chen smiled faintly, and the thunder burst into full force, turning into a shocked lightning bolt, headed towards the rear hundred miles.
Then the shape flashes, the direction changes, the foot treads on the thunder dragon, in this fiery sea of blood, the flexibility is immense.
The fierce beast turned into a human being. Yang Feng looked at Xiao Chen, who had gone far in the blood sea, and hated to bite his teeth.
For the first time, he was so miserable that he killed all the disciples of Fort Eagle in front of him.
“You think you ran away, the man I'm trying to kill, no one can escape. ”
Yang Feng roared, and his body suddenly blew apart as his magic work ran wildly.
Turned into a giant, a thousand feet tall, trampling the sea of blood, running constantly.
Speed like wind, between the feet, is a hundred miles.