Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Losing himself, fearing for a long time, Situ Leihong has arranged for him to make his own ideas.

"After seven days, I will hand over Wannian Yanjing to my predecessors, and the Moon Shadow Knife will ask for the predecessors."

Sinking, Xiao Chen will be the moon shadow knife, Sansheng stone, the other side of the flower and the resurrection grass, one by one.

Situ Leihong nodded and waved a trick: "Wait for good news, I don't have to worry about it here, let me go, I won't send you."

The other side of the tea delivery, Xiao Chen naturally did not continue to stay.

I also remembered the result of the auction of the long fruit, and I don’t know how much wealth I brought to him. Can I buy some secret treasures containing dragon souls?

Wen Ziran can reach the top ten of the knife list, and it is sure to have the strength to defeat the great master, that is, I don’t know which realm is strong.

These are all, you have to ask Win Qiong, you must quickly meet each other.

Just out of the mountain, I can't think of anything, a slap in the face of the sword, go to him, such as the meteor outside the sky, cut through the sky, flying a sword.

Xiao Chen’s eyes condensed, and he quickly developed a knife-free knife. He used his hand as a knife and his hand as a blade.

Hair, clothes, shoulders, arms, nowhere is not a knife.

The infinite knife slammed through the entire sky, and the long hair flew out and pointed out the sword.

boom!

Purple strength, from the morning fingertips of Xiao Chen, a thunderous thunder in the heavens and the earth, a hundred meters of swordsmanship, shattered.

Ouyang Long, the old man of the purple shirt, is ready to go, and a sword waiting for a long time is broken by Xiao Chen.

As soon as the figure was floating, Xiao Chen came to the air and looked at Ouyang Long. His heart was angry and cold. "Hello, this face is really not thick, and the grand master has even attacked."

Ouyang Long’s right hand has been restored, holding a cold four-foot sword.

Infinite sword meaning, from the top of the sword, the sword wind whistling, ten miles of the sky, come and go without a shadow, stirring the eight clouds.

Its cold channel: "Less nonsense, today I can't pass this, you can't leave this Jianfeng."

Underneath a group of swordsmen, face each other, I can't think of Ouyang Long being so angry.

"Under this, Xiao Chen is a little troublesome. Before Ouyang Long did not use a sword, he was injured by the intention. This is afraid of moving the real thing."

"Young people, you shouldn't be too embarrassed. If you had a good grasp of Ouyang Long, let him get back to the spot, this may have passed."

"Ouyang Long has been repaired for four hundred years, and the realm of Kendo Grand Master. If you really use all the strengths and deal with a junior, there will be almost no suspense."

When the discussion sounded, everyone shook his head secretly, not very optimistic about Xiao Chen. A great master really fires, and the energy that erupts will be a horrible scene.

The Ouyang Feng underneath was excited, and his father finally used all the strengths.

As long as Xiao Chen’s hand injury, he will kiss his hands and step on his face, and he will be shameful before the snow, otherwise the heart will never disappear.

"Don't blame the old man for bullying this day. I will send you three tricks. As long as you can catch me, these grievances will be written off." Ouyang Long said with no expression.

Xiao Chen's look was gloomy to the extreme, and his heart was so funny that it was a lot of money, and it was so aggressive. It seemed that the wrong person was him.

On the day of the Jianfeng Peak, Ouyang Fengyi was ridiculous, and he shot and forced people to recruit poison. He was forced to do it again and again, and even if he shot, he did not want to lose his life.

Today, on this Jianjian Peak, the same scene appeared again. One of the other side’s general feelings was hurt by himself, and even the sword could not hold it.

As long as he goes further, he will be able to defeat him extremely embarrassed, but he did not.

As a result, the other party not only did not appreciate the situation, but immediately after sneak attack on himself, he pretended to be a sinister look and said what three tricks to solve the grievances.

It’s ridiculous, it’s ridiculous.

A white robe, sharp air, long hair flying, revealing the delicate face of the sea emperor headscarf, the water chest is distinct, hidden edge.

Hey!

Xiao Chen untied the blue headscarf on his forehead, and the temperament of the whole person suddenly changed. The original and introverted face suddenly became sharp and arrogant, the meaning of the king, and the overbearing.

The corner of the mouth smeared a smile, Xiao Chen smiled: "A good three strokes to solve the grievances, Ouyang Long you really can afford to see yourself, what do you take and my three strokes to solve the grievances, today I am defeated by three strokes, this grudge does not explain. ”

When the voice fell, he contained the thunder of the great soul, with an infinite pressure, swept away.

The eyebrows shine, the purple thunder symbolizes, hangs over the top of the head, the sky is ten miles, the thunderclouds roll, the ups and downs, the lightning and thunder.

In this raging thundercloud, there is an endless edge, as if the ten miles of Leiyun is an immortal sword, the momentum of the explosion.

Between the Sumi, there will be no reservations, and the momentum will be released, and the Ouyang Long, who stirred up the situation, will press the past.

"The soul of the sword is great!"

Under the crowd, I felt the sword in my hand, shivering, and I wanted to get out of my hand, kneeling on the ground, and my face looked very surprised.

"It is really a great soul, and Xiaocheng's soul is enough to fight against Dacheng's swordsman. Dacheng's soul is completely capable of overwhelming Ouyang Long's Xiaocheng swordsman. This is the gap between the repairs and the make-up."

Nothing in the night, the moon is perfect.

A touch of fingertips, the moonlight of the dragonfly burst into bloom, and the heavens and the earth became dark. This record is not lacking in the moon, but under the full force, but blocked the first moment of the imperial.

Nowadays, Xiao Chen’s strength is greatly advanced, and the more important thing is the soul of the sword. It has reached the realm of Dacheng. This is a clear month, and the power does not know how much to improve.

Fingertips month, radiant and dazzling, the pressure is pressing, and Ouyang Long is a little bit open.

Ouyang Long’s look has changed greatly. I saw this round of the moon and the long sword waved. The whole body is empty, and there are nine hundred purple scorpion swords, interlocking, rotating, and forming a large purple sword array.

There was a loud bang, and the bright moon of Xiao Chen’s fingertips turned into a slash of knives and suddenly hit the large sword array.

Hey!

The sword array supported a moment, and then the volley disintegrated, and a smattering of the scattered sword light, scattered out, and surrounded by a mountain peak, the explosion fell apart.

Only the sword that fell on the Jianfeng Peak was easily erased by a mysterious force.

Spring, summer, autumn wind, winter snow, no shortage of seasons, endless life!

A record of the moon is no shortage, breaking Ouyang Long's Zijian Dajian array, Xiao Chen footed the Thunder Dragon, the electric light flashed, it killed the back of the Ouyang Long before the kilometer.

The red peach blossoms open all over the sky, the peach blossoms bloom, the sky is full of fragrance, and the spring breeze does not see the knife.

The fiery red sun, like the sun and the sky, burned everything in the world, the light is like a knife, the sun is like a blade.

The autumn wind is ruthless, sweeping the world, everything does not exist.

The winter snow flutters, there is no color in the sky, the world is in the same color, and the knife is not visible.

Reincarnation is not endless, life is endless!

After the completion of the four seasons, there is no shortage of the four seasons, the first time by Xiao Chen, the four seasons are intact, all kinds of visions, non-stop reincarnation.

The knife of the spring, the knife of the summer, the knife of the autumn, the knife of the winter, the four-knife fall, the non-stop circulation, above the sky, Xiao Chen will force the Ouyang Longsheng to retreat.

Ten miles of Leiyun, with his approaching, and constantly spreading, Thunderclouds are endless, rolling and thundering.

There is no shortage of Qinglong, and the dragon is righteous!

Eighteen pieces of blue-colored knives, through the sky, contain the essence of the dragon, flashing, almost simultaneously sweeping on Ouyang Long.

With a bang, Ouyang Long spit out a blood, and was once again fallen back by this knife. One of the cockroaches fell to the Jianjian Peak.

The four sides are silent, Xiao Chen said that the three strokes have lost Ouyang Long in three strokes, and they have been working hard and neat.