Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

As a knife, clothes and hair, can be a front!

Above the eaves, the bow of the 50,000 soldiers in the hands of the bow, all the broken, entangled arrows, finally not shot.

Above the tower, Wang Feng looked a sinking, cold voice: "Pro-guard, stop him!"

Hey!

Only the sound of the hooves sounded, and a hundred of the guards of the city’s main house, wearing the gloved secret armor, took the unicorn horse.

Under the horseshoe, a black fireworks are ignited.

The horses are empty, these unicorn horses are all incompetent, and the blood of the ancient sacred unicorns is spread in the body. There is a looming holy prestige between them.

Hundreds of pro-guards, only the top level of the top-level Wu Sheng, did not reach the master level.

But they guard the frontiers, wandering on the edge of killing all year round, and fighting thousands of times. In cooperation with the full set of secret treasure armor, the combat power expressed is more than the ordinary master Wu Sheng.

The strength of the hundred people, the existence of the Grand Master level, can exist.

A group of people roared like a thousand troops, and the majestic momentum united together, giving people a great sense of oppression.

choke!

The hundred guards of the pro-guards were at the same time, and at the same time, they were squirting. Each of them derived a different martial art, but they echoed each other and were completely integrated. There was no sense of scatteredness.

With such tacit cooperation, among the people that Xiao Chen saw, only the thirteen watchmen around the emperor could overcome them.

To deal with the existence of this kind of similar martial arts, either find the flaws of the other party, or just hit hard, in addition, there is no other way to make it happen.

Xiao Chen glanced at the rough, and the first method was vetoed. The hundred people were together for more than a hundred years.

In front of this, the combination of the techniques, all in one, interlocking, and there is no flaw.

That is the case, then the force is broken, he now has reached the fourth-order sacred body, plus the gods that are swallowed up. The ability to fight and recover has reached the level of the quasi-emperor.

Of course, it is only a general quasi-emperor. The Kunlun community is vast and boundless. There are some quasi-emperors who have not yet reached the realm of Emperor Wu, and the flesh has reached the realm of Emperor Wu.

The Emperor Wu of the Golden Body, the soldiers are not hurt, the water and fire do not invade, higher level, but also can be reborn, broken bones and raw meat.

It is a rather terrifying realm, and Xiao Chen is still far behind.

A huge shadow rises from the back of Xiao Chen, and I can't see the owner of the shadow, but the outline is like a **** bird with wings.

If you haven't spread your wings, it will be so huge. If you are in the mountains, the shadows will fall, and all the hundred guards will be covered.

鲲鹏拳, Dapeng exhibition wings hate the sky low!

boom!

At the moment when hundreds of pro-guards came into contact, Xiao Chen punched out and kicked out, and the momentum of Xiao Chen’s wings was overshadowed.

The power of a punch, the power of the five dragons in your body, the best. Forming the momentum of Kuangpeng's wings, the boxing wind swept, and all the hundred guards and soldiers were swayed out.

Although the other side retreats, but the momentum is not chaotic, the reins are pulled, the horses are stunned, and the momentum once again condenses. Instead, he used up his smashing fists, and Xiao Chen, who had a slight decline in momentum, gave the suppression of the past.

"Interesting, Kirin Ma is really a top horse."

Xiao Chen praised that the horse is not a human. If it is not the existence of Qilin Ma, even if he can't seriously hurt 100 people, he can beat each other into a mess.

But just like this, just want to trap him and stop him, it is too simple to think.

Today, this strange city of fire, he is not a must, his face, do not need this hypocritical person, false deeds of charity.

He will appear in the Seal of the Kings.

When the electric light flashed, Xiao Chen rushed to kill the past. There was no sequelae after hard hitting. Wang Feng on the high tower, the brow was so up, and it felt a bit wrong.

Hey!

Before Wang Feng couldn’t notice it, Xiao Chen even smashed a hundred punches and five dragon-shaped airflows. Turning up and down behind him, stirring the clouds, the dragons are endless, and Yu Wei is not scattered.

There is no reservation, even the hundred punches, Xiao Chen is also a bit too much to eat, a corner of the mouth overflowing with a trace of blood.

On the other hand, the hundreds of pro-guards are even more unbearable. On the skin under the armor, there have been cracks in the streaks, blood spilling, and the battle armor is red.

The nose, mouth, and eyes of the seven holes bleed, the initial edge of the edge, has long ceased to exist, and the momentum that is connected to each other has become mad.

Wang Feng’s face changed slightly, and the loud voice: “Pro-guards, quick retreat!”

With a sneer, the Hundreds of people who will be able to go back in the morning, will descend from the sky.

The gods of the gods, the gods and gods, under his control, increase the combat power three times. One punch hit the power of fifteen dragons, Long Wei covered the top, and Xiao Chen grew up, and this punch had to completely end the group of guards. ,

Blood and light splash, this punch blasted, the wind slammed, and the void shook.

Only heard the sound of rustling, the guards who had already been injured in the armor, turned into a **** fog, smashed the bones, and the bones did not exist.

The unicorn horse sitting down, mourning, fell to the ground.

Xiao Chen reached out for a move and put a hundred sets of armor in the air.

"Well, Xiao Chen, you really angered me. Today, this wonderful city is your place of burial."

Wang Feng’s face was gloomy. The hundred guards and soldiers helped him through many disasters when he was an emperor. His feelings were extremely deep. In these years, he guarded the frontiers, and a hundred of his own soldiers were also highly successful, equivalent to his right arm.

Nowadays, even the sudden killing by Xiao Chen is still such a fierce way. In the fight, there is no bone in the life.

I can't wait to see it myself, but now I will kill Xiao Chen, but I can hold back.

"Knot the Thousand Dragons, and trap me for him!"

The 50,000 soldiers who had been cut off from the bowstrings had already changed the longbows and pulled the bows to pull the strings. Above the eaves, under the station of the black armor, the blood of the road went away.

With the arrow's shooting, a huge array of odd fires in the city was shaped. The root arrow, in the sky, forms a dragon and swims in the air.

More and more arrows, the dragon in the air, the blink of an eye has reached a thousand.

The blood is clouded and the air is solidified.

A dragon, whistling toward Xiao Chen, the long dragon composed of arrows, face dew, teeth and claws, like a living thing, blood flowing on the dragon's body.

Xiao Chen sideways, bright knife light rises from the body, slammed into a collision, like a knife cut down.

boom!

The arrow dragon was smashed and smashed, but the arrows, but not as they were before, were broken directly, and under the blessing of blood, they became unbreakable.

Xiao Chen spit out a piece of broken blood, only to feel the blood in the body, the internal organs, the violent vibration. The power contained above the dragon is even better than the power of a master-level Wu Sheng.

In the array of Qianlong, the arrow dragon seems to come up in an endless stream, or directly hit, or the claws are torn apart, or the dragon tail sweeps over, overwhelming, there is no scope for avoidance.

A few breaths of effort, Xiao Chen broke up hundreds of dragons, but they themselves are not good. If the fourth-order body is not reached, the light is the anti-shock force, and the body that shakes him can be broken.

Above the tower, Wang Feng looks gloomy. This Qianlong Arrow array has not been opened for many years and is very expensive.

It is not a last resort, he will not use it, but now it is useless, otherwise it will really let Xiao Chen run away, then his face will be completely exhausted.

"The past and the present, there are no shortage of geniuses and demon, and they have fallen in the middle. Xiao Chen, now regret it, but there is no regret medicine for you in this world. I am persuaded to persuade you that you are stubborn. Now even if you promise, I will not stop."

Xiao Chen in the Qianlong Arrows array was calm and inconspicuous.

He has no shortage of knives, and he shuttles back and forth among the dragons. Between this life and death, the peace of mind, the whole person is immersed in the battle, simply did not pay attention to Wang Feng's words.

After a long time, Xiao Chen was shaped and stood in the air. He did not seem to see the arrow dragon flying around.

Wipe the blood stains at the corners of his mouth and whisper to himself: "Sure enough, the feelings between life and death can be more integrated, and the Qianlong Arrows are broken."

Turning a hand, the moon shadow knife appears in the hand, and the right hand gently holds the handle.