Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

There is no doubt that the seriousness of the matter is felt when all efforts are being made to travel to the thirteenth prince in Black Wind Hill.

At the same time, the supporters of the Nine Princes in the Imperial Palace felt a little worried.

Under the door of the thirteen princes are the eight great empires, full of flooded blood, almost no disadvantage in this first round, the wind is strong.

Its own strength, among many princes, may be some absolute in the top three. Because some princes are not necessarily as weak as they appear, but his strength in the top five is absolutely fine.

As for the Ninth Prince Wang Yi, all the years outside, the Emperor's power is almost nil.

Most of the guests that can be hired rely on Xiao Chen's relationship, as well as the resources of the Yanhui Tower.

In contrast, the power gap varies considerably.

In Black Wind Ridge, the war is going on.

Kim Wu Empire Hao fought with one and two enemies, fighting Xia Hou Jun and Bai Yunfei, and that difficult thunderbolt white python.

Despite its overwhelming advantages, Xia Hou and Bai Yunfei dared not fight with him.

But they are both proud, intelligently determined, and enlightening. Dragged him to death with a powerful background, beneath a circle of armor.

Adding the ghost of God, if you don't pay attention, you will cause a severe traumatic Python.

Let the hawk burn in anger, for a time, hard can't get away from two people. Couldn't free his hands to help the Nine Princes.

As for the old wind and the clouds, the two had long since struck a real fire.

Each sacrificed a soul-tasting treasure, the firepower was fully opened, the domain collided with the domain, and the treasure was fought against the treasure. Without external forces, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and loss.

But over time, when the 13th Prince's army arrives, the advantage will be immediately apparent.

The balance of time is not as old as the wind, keep fighting, it is difficult to guarantee that its mood will not change.

Within the palace, all roads, the Quartet Big Brothers, the House of Fame, the real focus of the battle.

But Qin Ming and Nine Princes Wang Yi!

Qin Ming's strength, undoubtedly, has long been famous. Of the eight great empires, the first is cultivated by the entire Golden Dragon Nation as the next prince.

Nor have they wasted those resources themselves.

Since the beginning of the war, the name of the Prince of Dragon God can be seen not to be a false name.

But the Nine Princes Wang Jiao, although many years outside, led the battle.

But it's worse than talent, blood and resources, and the only thing that makes it better is a little bit.

Grasp the Flaming Sword and play better than the others. Dragon transport in the sword can be converted into its own combat power at any time.

The two men looked at each other and fought for each other, searching for a breakthrough.

Qin Ming was indifferent, with no joy or sadness in his eyes. He swept away in the power of the emperor dragon. Hidden, turned into a golden giant dragon, trapped in the sky, high below, overlooking the sky.

Clothes hunting, long hair, no wind automatic. Toshi's five officers, the diamond angle is clear, like a ghost axe knife, sharp and powerful.

Wang Xiao held the Flaming Emperor's Sword in his hand, his eyes were concentrated and he felt stressed.

His cultivation itself is lower than that of the other party, only the realm of the two pulses emperor, plus the other party's Divine Dragon Bloodline, is much weaker.

Had it not been for the Emperor Flaming Sword, it would have been gone.

But his dark eyes did not show a hint of cowardice and his eyes were steadfast and calm. And endless killings, turned into fierce beasts, hidden in the depths of their eyes.

This is the Dao of Slaughter!

Even if they are invincible, they will never be cowardly. Once they have been recognized, they will continue to die and fight to the end.

It was this resolute feeling that Qin Ming did not move slightly, but only with great momentum, slowly suppressed.

Sha sha!

During this confrontation, Qin Ming took a step forward without hurry or slowness.

He's taking this step very slowly.

As if time had passed with this foot and slowed down, the sight of the Quartet was affected by this and slowed down.

Slow!

Exceptionally, Wang Zheng, holding the handle of the sword, cannot draw the sword out of the sheath.

The other side is slow but unbroken, lifting the feet between them, even implicit in the momentum, makes the mind concentrate.

But if the sword does not shed its sheath, it may not have the chance to do so until the other party's foot falls.

This sword must be pulled!

Wang Xiao's eyes, the intent to kill like a thousand stars fire, slowly condensed.

At the moment when it was about to gather, at the moment when the Flaming Emperor's sword was about to sheath out, Qin Ming's feet fell and suddenly got up.

Quick!

When he slows down, time solidifies for it, as soon as he gets up. The unspoiled starry sky in the heavenly dome is astounding. The stars are picturesque, and the sky spins, and moves!

Boom!

The dragon chanted four times, the star map changed, and Wang Xiao's sword was not out of his sheath. Qin Ming's foot fell.

Time, an imperial dragon power, burst out from under its feet.

A gentleman like a dragon, he is strong and strong!

A light drink, visible to the naked eye, the power of the golden emperor sweeps across all directions. Wang Zhenmei's thousand-and-thousands of murdered star flames have not yet gathered together, and the whole person is shocked out, his own momentum, and it is fractured.

The land is full of virtue, gentleman!

Boom!

The whole ground was shaking and exploding, causing thousands of dragon shadows to explode, and Qin Ming came up empty. The power of his emperor dragon rose sharply in the blink of an eye, and his flashing speed was faster than the speed at which Wang Zheng flied.

At an astonishing speed, he killed Wang Qiang in front of him, and a dragon fist burst out.

Wang Xiao, who was in shock flight, changed his face slightly and had to give up to continue drawing his sword. One hand holds the handle of the sword, one hand holds the sheath of the sword, and the sword is in front.

The Divine Dollar in the body was infused with the path of slaughter, and sword body dragon transport surged, and a dragon shadow traveled around the sword sheath.

Bang

Wang Qiu spit out a mouthful of blood, his arm numbness, the Flaming Emperor's sword almost came out.

By the power of this punch, he flew out with a severe shock.

Without waiting for the landing, Qin Ming was indifferent, bullied himself, and constantly launched an offensive.

Time, Golden Divine Dragon Prestige, fully spread out.

The sky is filled with golden dragon shadows, covering the sky and covering the sun, called the Emperor Dragon Fist of the First Fist of the World, the power of attacking, forcing people to completely kick their breath.

Palace palace, next to a huge screen, everyone can feel this aggressive, heartbeating punch.

Emperor Dragon Fist is powerful, undoubtedly.

Fist Man-He, whistling as the wind, every fist out, can see the dragon shadow roar.

Under the punch, the flashing dragon shadow, because the fist flashes too fast, can only be seen in the flash of gold light, Wang Zheng bites his teeth and insists.

Qin Ming made up his mind and would never give Wang Xuan a chance to draw his sword, because he practiced killing.

Failure to draw a sword can cause a staggering lethality once the sword has been drawn, regardless of the number of injuries.

The palace palace, between the clouds, the flaming royal frowns slightly, but nothing can be done.

Wang Yan can now abstain from leaving. If he does not abstain and is beaten to death, he will not be able to say more even if he is in the position of Emperor Yan.

“It's over! ”

The divinely indifferent Qin Ming, seeing the huge bloom of Wang Xiao, coldly drank, diffused in the countless dragon shadows of this world. As much as possible, they gathered in Qin Ming's fist, and this fist went out.

Wang Qiu could no longer hold the flaming Emperor's sword in his hand. The long sword came out of his hand and threw it high into the sky.

But Qin Ming exploded like a fist, the castration did not stop, and continued to relentlessly blow towards his chest.

“Your Highness! ”

Watching this scene with the old wind of the Battle of the Clouds, the scene is so desperate, I can't bear to shout.

Wang Xiao's eyes were stunned, his eyes looked silly into the air, and his eyes were thrown out of gold.

Ignoring Qin Ming's continued fall of fist, the only thing in his eyes was that sword.

“Damn! ”

Heavenly scribes with heavy injuries at the rear, hearts burning, eyes slightly silky, anxious shouting: “Your Highness abstained! Abstain! ”

If we don't abstain, this punch falls, we really have to die.

Wang Xiao looked at the flaming sword wandering at high altitude, this instant, thinking a lot.

He thought of the tragic death of his mother at a young age, of offending his 13th brother, of the helplessness of being forced out of the Imperial City, of the cruelty of the battlefield slaughter, of the reprimand of Xiao Chen on that day... how can you use it?

Abstain?

Never!

In both eyes, tens of thousands of killer intentions are converted into star flame agglomeration, and the killer flame burns in the eyes.

Wang Xiao erupted a horrible killing intent on his body. At the moment Qin Ming's fist fell on his chest, he used his finger as a sword and stabbed Qin Ming's chest as well.

Puchi!

Nine princes chest, a large bowl of blood hole appeared, the whole person was completely bombed out.

Qin Ming did not step back. When he could land, he reached out in front of his chest and wiped his hand.

Blood filled his hands, a mouth appeared on his chest, blood gushed like a spring, Wang Zheng's last sword, also through his dragon power.

“Looking for death. ”

Qin Mington's anger could not be revealed. When the cold light flashed in his eyes, he killed the past again.

But at this point, a bloody blaze of flame came across the sky.

A man jumped up and grabbed the flaming sword in the sky.

Then the meteor fell, blocked in front of Wang Ying, and caught the punch.

Boom!

Double fist against the touching moment, the person did not move, the dragon in his body sang four times, facing the power of the emperor dragon that laid the heavens and the earth, he stood unafraid.

“Dragon Fist, dragon flying! ”

Qin Ming's face slightly changed, a punch burst out, listening to his orders, the dragons flying heaven.

“Supreme Dragon Fist, the dragons are headless! ”

But the people are not too busy, it is also a fist out, Qin Ming ordered the dragons, in the double-fisted pair of touching the moment. into a thousand light shadows, scattered, like flies without heads in the air.

“Emperor Dragon Fist, the dragons bow down! ”

Qin Ming was furious. This was the first time that this situation had appeared. When the Divine Woman wandered, another punch was made. Hard life allows the heavenly dome, the dragon shadow, to regroup beneath its fist and dive.

“The Supreme Dragon Fist, wrathful and unjust! ”

Qin Ming was angry, but the people who came were angrier than him. What was angry was that this part of the sky was treated like a dragon. The day was unjust, and the day was blown up, and I was clear.

Boom!

Once punched out, the dragon shadow bent over was torn apart, the heavenly dome was bright, vast starry sky, reappeared.

With the starlight, Xiao Chen softly said: “I will give you back my punch, only I am the only one! ”

What is supreme?

Above the heavens and under the earth, I am the only one with honor!