Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The top of the wind whistling, the stars are not there, only a round of lonely moon exists, sprinkling the cold moonlight.

The real master of the old man, who has caught the stars, has a smile on the old face: "I feel a complete star inside, and the secret treasure inside is surely powerful. If he is successful, he will kill him. I am afraid it is really a bit difficult."

"But now, it is cheaper for me, a king-class secret treasure of Zhou Tianxing Palace, enough to increase my strength."

The king's secret treasure, only the hands of the master-level Wu Sheng, can exert full power, which is well known.

When you raise your hand, you will get a king-class secret treasure. The old man in the linen is obviously in a good mood. When the palm is turned over, the whole star will be moved into his own space ring, ready to go back and refine the spiritual mark inside.

Xiao Chen at the top of the mountain, and the middle-aged Dahan fight a punch, all the power of the law, all hit back.

As a knife's strength, suddenly smashed in the body, he spit out a blood. Now I finally know that the top-grade Wu Sheng, who is fighting with him on weekdays, is suffering. There is no lack of internal strength in the knife, it is too torturous.

Mr. Qin sneered: "Xiao Chen, you stand up, let me slap you ten slaps, I can leave you a whole body."

The middle-aged man and the old man in Ma, standing silently next to Mr. Qin, like two protectors, guarding him from the left and right, looking coldly at Xiao Chen, with no expression.

Master Wu Sheng, Xiao Chen has some sorrow in his heart. He always thought that he could remain unbeaten in front of the master-level Wu Sheng, but he did not expect the gap to be so great.

The gap in cultivation has produced qualitative changes. No matter what skill, in the face of the flooding power of the other side, it is falling apart and vulnerable.

His third-order top holy body, but did not let himself suffer much damage, the gap is too big, simply can not stop each other.

Unless the gods are working, it is difficult to face the attack of the master-level Wu Sheng.

Prepare the card for a long time, and let the other party directly accept it. Xiao Chen’s thoughts are sharp. At this moment, even if I used two sacred magical powers, I could only escape and the Big Dipper flag could not be recovered.

I am really reluctant, exhausted my mind, and exhausted resources. In the end, it was a void.

No, even if I go, I will kill this old thing.

Xiao Chen’s eyes were cold, and he said to Mr. Qin: “I am standing here. If you have the courage, you will come over!”

Mr. Qin is not moving. At this moment, everything is under control. He smiles faintly: "So I want to slap, the old man becomes yours, the wind brother, the Liu seniors, I will interrupt this kid’s legs and legs. I see how arrogant he is."

The surname of the middle-aged man screamed: "Old Qin, you look down on us? A Chinese-style Wusheng, where I want to work together. Liu Xiong, you are optimistic not to let the kid escape, I will come alone."

The old man in Ma Yi nodded and his body fell to the back of Xiao Chen, blocking the way of Xiao Chen.

"The kid, the body is good, come back to eat me a military road to kill the boxing."

The middle-aged Dahan laughed and screamed, and his body grew strong and smashed. He smashed a **** and rainy battlefield. He rushed to the ground and seemed to be the commander of the army.

Kill and kill!

An endless domineering, spread from the middle-aged Han, the fist has not arrived, there are millions of **** soldiers with shouting, came to the front of Xiao Chen.

These soldiers are not at all like the illusion of derivation, and they look at them even more, even the beard **** of some soldiers is different. Wearing a blood-stained armor, armed with a warrior, wants to directly swallow Xiao Chen.

Dapeng spread his wings and only hate the sky!

Xiao Chen’s face was sinking, and he also greeted him with his most overbearing punch. He wanted to see himself and the master Wu Sheng. The true difference is how big.

The huge shadows fell, and Xiao Chen turned into a singer and flew high.

The screams of the sound rang, and the soldiers in front of them slammed into a **** fog and dispersed.

In the air, two people fight together, the middle-aged big man is like a peerless master, sweeping the Quartet, and Xiao Chen is a sacred beast that rises from the sky. Both of them are extremely fierce moves, and there are not many skills.

The thunderous sound sounded, and the mountain below was completely unable to withstand the vibration. With the loud rumbling of the rumble, the entire hill was turned into a gravel and flowed out.

Xiao Chen stepped back a hundred steps, did not take a step, the void was shaking.

The middle-aged man was slightly shaken, working hard to run the real yuan, digesting the strength of the Wu Peng boxing, the wind was urging in his body, and the clothes were silky, all of them danced rapidly.

The sect of the Xuan Shui Men, who was watching the battle, was slightly surprised. How to do it, it’s hard to be a priest-level Wu Sheng, and he must be retired by him.

In the midst of the wind, the middle-aged man tried hard and eventually took a step back. There was a surprised look on his face. This punch did not explode Xiao Chen, and he took a step back.

A blood arrow spit out in the mouth, Xiao Chen’s face became pale, his right hand wiped the blood, and his eyes looked straight at the middle-aged man and smiled: “Oh, the gap is not as big as I imagined. It seems that the previous punch is your possession. Machine, I am so embarrassed."

"The mouth is hard!"

The middle-aged man was slightly angry, and the blood of the four sides was integrated into his body. One flashed, and catching up with Xiao Chen was a punch.

Xiao Chen's derivation of the four seasons, the results of the spring knife, the summer knife, the knife of the autumn, all were punched by the other side, only the complement of the winter knife, resisted for a moment.

In the air, the two men fought fiercely, and Xiao Chen was beaten back by the other side. His face was completely bloodless, and the internal organs were killed by the military road to kill the boxing, tearing out the cracks.

If it weren't for the rehearsal of the sacred body, the visceral fear was already broken, and there was no way to support it.

The old man in Ma Yi smiled and said: "When the wind brother, when it is so hard for the last Chinese goods Wu Sheng, this is almost 20 strokes."

"by!"

The anger of the middle-aged Han was completely picked up, and there was no reservation. The military road killed the boxing, the mountain river shook, and the blood was shining. Xiao Chen’s pressure doubled, and he could touch the position of Mr. Qin.

endure!

There is only one idea in my heart. In any case, I have to marry Mr. Qin. Even if it is the medicine **** of Yaoshen Valley, he will not be able to save him.

"Xiao Chen, haven't you been crazy all the time, how are you being beaten like a dog now, come out with your arrogance in the hustle and bustle." Mr. Qin won the battle on the battlefield, and Xiao Chen, who was supported by the wolf, I feel very happy in my heart.

boom!

Another punch, Xiao Chen was smashed out of the air, the white robe with blood, with the pale and colorless face, Xiao Chen at this time looked weak.

The middle-aged man sneered a sneer, catching up with the three punches, rubbing and rubbing, Xiao Chen and his right hand, and the burst of bones.

Mr. Qin’s face was a hi, and the loud voice: “The wind brother left him a life, I directly killed him.”

With a flash of body shape, Mr. Qin rushed past the electric rush, fearing that the middle-aged man would kill Xiao Chen to death.

The middle-aged man, who stood up, secretly licked his stinging right hand and was happy to stop.

Mr. Qin raised his right hand and looked at Xiao Chen, who was nearly half dead. Shen Sheng said: "No one has ever fanned the old man. At the beginning, you slapped the old man, and today I slap and directly kill you!"

A glimpse of the light from the sky, into the body of Xiao Chen, the golden light of his left hand, Xiao Chen, who has been suppressed for a long time, finally waited for this opportunity, and the gods that have never been used to make a come out, broke out at this time.

"Fell me? Or let me die for you!"

Snapped!

A loud slap in the face, Xiao Chen with golden light left hand, after the first arrival, fan on the right face of Mr. Qin.

In Mr. Qin's incredible gaze, he suddenly found that his eyes could see the back, and he had completely broken his mind before he understood his thoughts.

Suddenly, the middle-aged Dahan and the Ma Yi old people were all stunned, and the weak and weak Xiao Chen, how can it break out of such strength.

"court death!"

The old man in the linen reacted, and his eyes were full of murderousness. A real hand formed in a real moment, falling from the sky, and he planned to shoot Xiao Chen directly.

"Grass, this is a big deal."

The middle-aged man, cursing, once again rushed to the past.

boom!

At this time, the space ring of the old man of Mai, burst open, countless stars from the four shots, the Big Dipper flag flying through the three colors of light, flying out.

The other collections in the space ring, like the goddess, are scattered toward the square.

Xiao Chen spit out a blood, looked at the stars, reflected the seven-star flag of ten miles, and laughed: "Seven-star flag, you really did not let me down, I don't want to work hard!"