Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

This battle ended with Wen Ziran's initiative to admit defeat, and the onlookers gradually dispersed. This battle cannot be shaken.

In addition to the original knives, exciting and thrilling, the battle between the two men, although the scene is grand, the momentum is amazing, but there is no intention of both sides.

It is a duel, it is more like a discussion between the swordsmen, chess and opponents, try each other, did not see the slightest victory.

The swordsmen at the scene were very excited, and Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran were in the fight. Each of them merged with the knives and knives that they learned. They got more or less and got something from them.

Xiao Chen gently floated and came to the winner's big ship.

Above the bow, Jin Dabao and Lao Jiu, laughed and closed their mouths, and got Xiao Chen up, and quickly went forward.

"You, the Dragon Warship, can lend to the fat man for a while." Jin Dabao smashed his hand and asked with expectation.

Lao Jiu was on the sidelines: "Fatty, this time the opening, won a lot, intends to reopen the Chamber of Commerce, no ship without identity."

Xiao Chen smiled gently: "Take it, I will take time to give a message to Shui Lingling, let Yu Tianzong take care of your business. If there is any difficulty in the future, you can come directly to me."

Win Joan walked slowly and whispered: "Hey, you are looking for the money I borrowed, my sister is going in, I can't make a big share."

Jin Dabao heard great news and kept his head.

There is a support for Tianzong and the winner behind, and by his means, this chamber of commerce will not be difficult to do.

"After a few people can afford it, no more than three years, I will definitely make some achievements."

After talking for a while, the fat man got up and left, and the old nine followed. Xiao Chen asked the next to know that the fat man hired the old nine, to be a bodyguard.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's face could not help but be a little weird, and his heart could not help but laugh.

Looking for the old nine to be a bodyguard, Jin Dabao really will pick people, the old nine did not, the ability to escape, but even Xiao Chen is not as good as himself.

Win Qiong waved his hand and put all the people on the battleship back. Seriously: "Xiao Chen, don't you send me to **** you to Tianwu?"

This goes to the Zhongzhou Wushen Palace, the road is far away, too many accidents and possibilities, not to win Joan is not worried.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "No, this should be the great emperor, and the final test for me. If the other party really wants to send me, tearing the void, I will be able to send me in an instant."

"This road still has to go by myself."

Win Qiong saw Xiao Chen insist, and he sighed in his heart, knowing that the other party would not change his mind, and whispered: "So, then I will not persuade you."

"Fang Wang Shengdian, remember to be successful, many old people in the family are watching you, if the king fails. The years have passed for too long, and some promises may not stand the test of time."

In the heart of Xiao Chen’s heart, vaguely guessing the meaning of the other party, the winner of the Cangjie world must be sent by the Kunlun winners to protect the descendants of the Xiao family.

Nowadays, the winner may be a left-hander left before the fall of the Qing Emperor 10,000 years ago.

Just can help him, but also have to look at his own performance.

"Yes, the title of Qinglong Wang, from the moment I showed my identity, it is already doomed to be mine."

The Wushen Palace is not one or a few people. It represents the great power alliance of the entire Terran, and the vast territory of the ruler.

There are also extraterrestrial stars, and there are countless stars. This rule has continued from the ancient times to the present.

Among every individual warrior, deep-rooted, the Wushen Palace is the most orthodox ruler of the Terran.

The title given by the Valkyrie is crucial. It is not only a false name, but also a kind of air transport, which can be recognized by all Terran warriors.

The title of Qinglongwang was not played by the Qing Emperor, but was left by the founder of the disappearing Holy Land Dragon Gate.

The existence of the Dragon Gate can also be traced back to the ancient times, even older than the Qing Emperor.

Only the Longmen in the hands of the Qing Emperor, developed to a peak, so that later generations mention the Dragon Gate, they will read the Qing Emperor Dragon Gate.

The master of each generation of gantry is the contemporary Qinglong King. This title is extremely crucial for Xiao Chen.

If there is no such title, the Longmen will be rebuilt in the future, and the name will be lost. The number of people in the race will not be recognized by the billions of warriors. If the air transport does not exist, there will be no way to recover the Longmen.

Gently leaping, Xiao Chen jumped off the battleship, landed on the ground, looked up at the distance, and began the road that was destined to rely on himself to reach the end.

The mountain path, in the morning of Xiao Chen, did not hurry to hurry, still continue to digest the harvest with Wen Ziran.

There is no shortage in the moon, whether it is the first night or the first. It’s no shortage of nights, no moons, no moons, and perfect nights.

Without the setting of the night, there will be no glory of the moon.

Three days of thinking, Xiao Chen finally clarified the relationship between the two, only the darkest night, can bring out the most perfect month.

The calm days lasted for a month, and when Xiao Chen was about to step out of the mysterious domain, he was stopped by a group of purple people.

The comers are not the family of the three kings of Yan, Jiang and Lin. They are all the martial artists of the Purple Sword.

There are not many people coming here, about 20 people, and each person has at least the realm of Wu Sheng.

With the eyes of Xiao Chen at the moment, these people are not high, but everyone has a sharp edge.

These people, without exception, are all swordsmen who have grasped the sword, and the first one is a great master Ouyang Long.

At the beginning of the Jianjian Peak, Ouyang Long was released by Xiao Chen.

There is still one person beside him. He is older and has a late breath. I don’t know if I have lived for hundreds of years.

Not going to retreat, thinking about how to break through the realm of the emperor, actually pulled out by Ouyang Long.

In front of this, there is almost half the strength of the Purple Sword. Even if Ouyang Longgui is a great master, he can't mobilize. The Zijian Swordsman seems to have been moved by some people.

Xiao Chen is silent, only in the heart, remember the name of the Purple Sword.

Ouyang Long is full of enthusiasm and laughs: "Oh, Xiao Chen, these days, in the mysterious field is the tightness of the scenery, but unfortunately, I have to live back."

"To give the old man a long fruit, you go to the road of Zhongzhou, the old man is not intervening." The white-haired old man next to Ouyang Long said a little hoarse voice.

Xiao Chen’s line of sight did not stay too much on this group of people. His eyes fell from the sky and smiled. “It’s a waste to give you five hundred years of life. You’ve been a big master’s life in this life. Dogs are better than giving you a waste."

The old man with white hair is furious: "A good boy with a sharp tooth, the old man will use your body to feed the dog himself, and arrange it!"

When the voice fell, twenty of them had a sword-like Wu Sheng, the long sword was squirted, and the volley jumped, and the sound of the air broke out.

The powerful sword meaning is quickly connected in the air. Once it falls, a huge purple sword array will be formed.

With this sword array, in cooperation with the strength of Ouyang Long and Baifa old people, no one can escape one death.

Hey!

But when the sword was just connected, Xiao Chen’s body lit up with a knives of light, and the soul of the Thunder’s will, from Xiao Chen’s.

The bright knives sounded, and the vastness of the sword was emitted from Xiao Chen.

At the most appropriate opportunity, the swords of these twenty people will be defeated in an instant, and they will not be given the opportunity to gain momentum.

As soon as the figure was moving, I saw countless knives and flashed from Xiao Chen. The screams sounded one after another, and the twenty people just jumped up and spit out a blood, which was seriously injured.

Xiao Chen’s heart was a pity, and there were too many people. If there are no more than ten people, in the case where the other side of the sword is broken, it can be completely annihilated in a flash.

There is no shortage of knives, the most fearless is being besieged.

During the firing, Twenty Shi Wu, who had learned the sword, was injured. Ouyang Long and the white-haired old man were all shocked. The wishful thinking was completely disrupted.

Hey!

The body shape flashed, the white-haired old man, the decisive retreat, sold Ouyang Long thoroughly.

Old bastard, Ouyang Long screamed in his heart and turned to prepare to escape. Can be flashed through a flash of light, it was stopped by a white figure.

"I don't know, where did you come from, the courage to dare to kill me. The swordsman who did not understand the sword spirit, in my eyes, has long been nothing."

Xiao Chen faceless, cold-eyed Ouyang Long.

hateful!

Ouyang Long’s eyes flashed a fierce slash, and the long sword in his hand was squirted, and the sharp edge of the scorpion turned into a sword light, stinging toward lightning.

I want to open Xiao Chen and create a chance to leave.

This sword brings together all the strengths of Ouyang Long, the swordsman's shackles, which makes people dare not look straight, and the benefits of sharpness can be a hole in the mountains.

There is no soul, and in the powerful power, it is just a matter of appearance.

Xiao Chen does not move, in the moment of the Jianguang contact, stretched out a clip, the right hand of the two fingers, the sword is firmly clamped.

Hey!

The blade body has a powerful force, and Xiao Chen’s clothes are agitated, hair dancing, and the spiders spread like a spider.

The next moment, behind Xiao Chen, countless boulder, vacated, dense, covering the sky.

But Xiao Chen’s footsteps are hard to move in one step. Only **** are used to clamp the sword of this great master.

As a knife, steady as a mountain, peerless, shocking all directions.