Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Bang

Yama Gate, was pushed straight through, a young man broke in.

Follow a group of people behind him, all with an irresistible sword, it should be the same division going out, otherwise the sword cannot be so clear.

Zhang Ping cried bitterness and stood aside, daring not to stop him. Obviously, you have been rare for centuries. Did Yama pay a deposit? Just saying, why can't you give it to someone else?

But he dared only to mumble in his heart and apologize clearly and repeatedly.

Only one of the elderly came to the attention of Xiao Chen and Umong.

Because this man, there is a pulse of emperor cultivation, the rest is the kingdom of man. Without emperors, no matter how counterproductive you are, it is not worth mentioning in their eyes, not even a second look.

At first glance, a few people's hearts settled down, still faint, looking at the group.

Only Xiao Chen, the young man who looked at the head, if thoughtful, seemed familiar, but could not remember where he had seen it.

“Xiao Chen! ”

The young man was extraordinary in character, had a faint dynasty dragon, was clearly a royal relative, had royal blood and a noble temperament.

Boom!

Between moments, the momentum broke out on him, and no matter what the rules of the fireworks were, he was forbidden to do it.

This outbreak, arguably unreserved, was an astonishing killer and spread out.

In an instant, the harmonious atmosphere of the storm tower was broken, and the purple clouds playing on the stage became the dominant players, and the sound of the pizza stopped.

All guests will look curiously and see here.

Although the firestorm tower is not Emperor Flame City, it is the most advanced green tower, but the background is also big and scary, even if the general prince does it here, you should weigh it well.

Sometimes, even if it is inevitable to argue, they are fighting each other, most of them dare not to really do it.

Because of the rules, everyone understands.

As it is today, releasing all of its momentum without reservation, that killing is even more frightening than it is cold.

How big a vendetta is this?

So strange that so many guests look this way and want to see the images.

“No!”

But just as that man rushed to the sky and was about to strike Xiao Chen, the old emperor of the group panicked forward and held his own son firmly.

“Old Feng, let go of me, I'll kill him, I have to kill him! I'm gonna shatter his bones. I'm gonna make him die! ”

Young people in Chinese clothing were suppressed by their own masters. They suffered immensely. Their eyes were red and they went mad.

But Feng's heart is screaming bitterness, even trying to curse a few times, who can you kill... this table across the street, looks like a disgrace. But most of the people sitting at the table are emperors. Especially the man in white in the middle, only a glance makes Feng Lao feel terrified.

Umong several people were faint, looked at the scene with cold eyes, and his expression did not fluctuate slightly.

Xiao Chen lifted up the glass and found that the drink in the glass was empty and still had not moved. As Bao smiled softly, Xiao Chen was accidentally filled with wine.

At the beverage entrance, Xiao Chen slowly dropped the cup and looked somewhat confused and humane: “I seem to recognize you, but I can't seem to remember who you are. ”

“I am the King of Rain County, the King of Rain County Mausoleum, old Feng, let me kill him. ”

When Xiao Chen was heard, he couldn't even remember his name. He couldn't help but yell and feel insulted.

The atmosphere seemed a little awkward. The King of Rain County could not reveal his anger, but old Feng died holding him down.

A bunch of brothers look at each other in disdain, and they don't know how to be good.

“King of Rainshire, I know him. His father was the king of the dynasty cloud! ”

“Strange, the old man around him, why don't you just hold him down and let him do it? ”

“It's not easy, he must have broken the rules of Green House. ”

“Not necessarily! I think it's weird, mostly out on the white guy, who's obviously a little bit of a mess. ”

“It's also strange that this man doesn't even know the Rainshire King, but when the Rainshire King sees him, he's like crazy. ”

Weird images in Yama make people wonder, can't guess exactly what happened.

“Rain County King? ”

Xiao Chen revealed his doubts and sighed: “I don't know any Rain King. ”

“Shit! Xiao Chen, do you think pretending to be a fool can get away with it? When Longteng was waiting for you to say goodbye, I swore that I would not kill you in my life and that I would not be human. I did everything I could to find you. You're dead or alive. You came to the door. Old Feng, let go of me. If you don't let go of me again, I'll let my father kill you. ”

Wang Ling, Yuxian County, looked at Xiao Chen angrily, if his eyes could kill people, Xiao Chen feared that he had died hundreds of times and thousands of times.

Old Feng did not seem to have heard Wang Ling's words. “This son, my little prince is talking nonsense to make you laugh. Since you don't know each other, let's go first, say goodbye, say goodbye. ”

Seeing Xiao Chen didn't seem to recall, Feng Laocheng secretly said that he was fortunate and wanted to leave quickly with the King of Rain County.

Xiao Chen, playing with the glass in his hand, thought about it and thought about it, said softly: “Wait, I remember who he is. ”

Rain County King... It was really a resentment many years ago, when he first entered the central world, Langlo's father Longteng waiting to be invited, there was a man and he competed on the sand field for arrows.

Shoot three arrows, each side loses, each side loses.

But the other party refused to accept it and took out his secret treasure. As a result, he shot an arrow at the star, and the other party lost again.

As a result, he continued to cheat and tried to kill him with swordsmanship. After his defeat, he wanted to attack the group.

This kind of person, on the face of it, looks magnificent and royal aristocracy, seems like a dog. But taking off that hypocritical skin is more disgusting than a spineless scoundrel, neither self-aware nor as difficult as a mad dog.

No wonder I don't remember him. Almost eight years have passed. This garbage is worse than anything else. How could Xiao Chen take the time to remember it?

If he hadn't warned me a few times, I really couldn't remember.

At this moment, Feng was somewhat frightened. “My lord, my son is the son of Prince Yun. He is already in the throne. His name has been written in the royal family tree..."

Xiao Chen interrupted: “Let him go. ”

Old Feng felt that things were a little serious and wanted to continue to say something. “Let go, you hear me? ”

But the King of Rain County was completely unconscious, completely angry and repressed in his heart for eight years of hatred. He blacked out his mind and shouted: “Don't get angry with others, let go of me! I'd like to see it today. It's been eight years. What's he got to die for, walking into Emperor Flame City? ”

"Grannie Feng turned a deaf ear to Xiao Chen.“ I'm sorry, my husband can't let it go. ”

He felt a little bit of slaughter. Perhaps if he let go of this, the King of Rain County could die instantly.

The idea is a little exaggerated. In the firestorm building, does anyone really dare to kill?

The murderer is also the son of the Cloud Prince, although the blood is thin, but it is also the real royal blood, royal kinsmen, such as fake bags.

But I don't know why, Feng Lao just feels that as soon as he let go, Yuxian Wang will die.

This intuition, which scares him all, makes him afraid to let go, and he's equal now, waiting for the master of the fireworks tower to show up.

The fire and rain tower is huge, but if anything happens, within ten seconds, there must be an expert coming.

But these ten seconds, in Feng Lao's view, there was some year-to-day sweat seeping out of his forehead, and he was extremely nervous.

Xiao Chen's eyes swept away, falling on old Feng, his eyes converged at this moment.

Boom!

Suddenly the powerful soul power of the Three-Vein Emperor, accompanied by the King's Blue Dragon blood, with terrible oppression, fell on Feng Lao at all costs. Feng Lao wants to die, but under this enormous pressure, like the tree, there is no power at all.

At one glance, he lost instantly.

Rain County King felt that Feng Lao could not hold himself back, suddenly shouted, emptied, and stabbed Xiao Chen with a sword.

Whoops!

How horrible this sword is, grinding it for eight years, in a blunt sword blade, can also become sharp.

For eight years, day and night, the King of Rain County remembered the scene of humiliation in Longteng Mansion. It was the shame of his life, the tremendous pressure, the transformation into power, his years of hard work in the Divine Sword Palace, and so forth, and so on.

King Rainshire, feel this sword, seems to play a little extraordinarily. His own bottleneck against the Heavenly King seems to be about to be broken. After this sword, he concentrates his seal and will certainly succeed.

The ecstasy was trembling, nervous and excited.

Xiao Chen, it is indeed his obstacle, kill him, breaking through the emperor himself, also refers to the day to wait.

What a terrible sword!

The killing intent and rhythm contained in the sword make the other fighters in the firestorm building, far away, feel a chill.

Boom!

But just jumped, not yet fully started Rain County King, suddenly exploded.

Yeah, it just exploded.

His body burst out, dazzling and brilliant. At the next moment, the bones remained intact, leaving nothing but limb wreckage and a pile of blood and water to spill in the midst of the elegance.

As for the terrible sword, it was silent before it had fully blossomed, such as a flower that had faded away.

“Murder! ”

Someone killed someone in the firestorm building, or the Rainshire King!

Half a noise later, the whole firestorm building was chaotic, so everyone woke up suddenly, what happened exactly.

The whole firestorm building is in chaos. Someone frightened the cowardice and tried to leave, knocking over many tables and chairs.

Someone shouted out loud and didn't believe it.

Big firestorm building, suddenly a pan, no more half a dozen, smoke and rain, quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Emperor Flame City, peace and prosperity for years, perhaps secretly every day there are dead people.

Perhaps the struggle for interest never stops.

But dare to kill in the green building on the bright side, have not heard of it for centuries.

Especially those with royal blood.

This emperor's heaven, is it going to change?