Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Although Xie Zixuan wants to fight alone, no one else is allowed to intervene.

Xiao Chen’s mind is cautious, but how can it be true, not paying attention to the three.

As soon as the three men's offensive began, he noticed that the knife had flashed back, and he had to avoid the Fu Hongyin Taiyin flag and carried a blow of endless cold.

The forefoot has just retreated, and on the ground that was previously standing, it will rise up with a chilling icicle, up to a kilometer.

If it is a slower step, this comes from the extreme cold power of the Taiyin, which can make people's souls freeze into ice.

Just avoiding, the giant axe of the penalty is straight down, and has completely disappeared from space and time.

Can not retreat, can not be separated, then it will be broken.

With the knife and the long hair spread, Xiao Chen mobilized the power of the whole body, and the bright purple aperture of the wheel behind him appeared, reaching a horror realm of 10,000 circles.

Waving a knife, pulling out a long purple thunder, the thunder is like a dragon, deeply engraved in the void, time seems to be condensed at this moment.

After thousands of years, the pictures at this moment will probably be remembered by the world and will not be passed on.

The punishment is at the top of the list, and the peak that is ready to go is a blow. The giant axe falls, almost smashing the void and breaking the sky.

Above the ground, it is inherently at a disadvantage, not to think about defense, but to break through the force, hard hit, is simply looking for a dead end.

The blade and the axe blade were touched together in an instant, and a slamming sound came from fierce punishment. After Xiao Chen’s subsequent slash, he flew out.

The loud noise filled the sky, the meteorites built the Fengwangtai, completely broken, and countless boulders, rising behind the scenes of Xiao Chen.

A knife smashed the penalty, but Xiao Chen did not relax a bit. He slammed his mouth and screamed, and the mana burned.

The cloud dragon, a huge leader, emerged from the clouds and screamed with Xiao Chen’s shouts.

This is the sound of the true dragon, containing the power of the real dragon!

The imperial seal of the emperor was formed, the layers were shattered, and the statue of the **** of the gods was shattered again by Xiao Chen.

He has made progress, and Xiao Chen is not in the same place. Yuan Yingfeng, the mana is full of knowledge, and I don’t know how much.

The attack of Fu Hong medicine flashed off, and the strong earthquake flew off the penalty. Once the imperial candlelight was destroyed, everything happened between the electric and the flint, and the people could not see the specific picture.

The attack of the three people suddenly joined hands and was broken by Xiao Chen.

The boulder flies, the dragon is filled, the light is overflowing, and the star-studded Wang Fengtai, Xiao Chen runs fast, and kills the past with Xie Zixuan.

The white figure, holding the cold moonshadow knife, the face is cold, between the boulders, Xiao Chen is a quick shuttle.

Dangdang!

The wind blows the hair of Xiao Chen, and there are countless knives in the heavens and the earth, and the infinite swords come out for a long time.

Xie Zixuan, who got up, was shocked. He started his eyes and thought that it was a real dragon running towards himself. When the reaction came, Xiao Chen had already come to the front and smashed out, and the peach blossoms were in the present, the flowers were like knives, and they danced and danced.

Under the slash of a knife, the flowers are in full bloom, the spring thunder is endless, the vitality is not extinguished, and the death of Xie Ziwen is firmly restrained.

Between the two, the two are on the thousands of knives, and the people are dazzled. In the petals, the figure is soaring and the knife is shining.

After a hundred strokes, Xiao Chen had ten flaws in his body, black air entangled, deep visible bone, and blood DC.

Xie Zixuan’s body is full of knife marks, and the key points are blood flow. Xie Zixuan’s face is white, and some fears look to Xiao Chen, shaking: “You...you...you are so embarrassed!”

The onlookers are afraid of the heart, feel cold and sweat, risk the shackles, the knife must not stop, you slap me a knife, I will slap you ten knives.

So Xie Zixuan was in the middle of a hundred knives, and Xiao Chen was in the middle of the knife.

Looking at the fallen Xie Zixuan, I don't care, if not, how can you lose your fighting power in such a short period of time?

"One!" In the heart of the silence, Xiao Chen turned back and shunned the attack of Fu Hong medicine again. On the broken King's table, there were hundreds of giant icicles that were thousands of kilometers long.

All of them were when Xiao Chen and Xie Zixuan played against each other, and Fu Hong’s attack on Xiao Chen, but he was flashed one by one.

If it weren't for the harassment of Fu Hong, the knife marks on Xiao Chen should be able to be cut in half.

In the moment when Xiao Chen and Xie Zixuan were on the knife, the emperor was indispensable and sentenced, and he did not take the opportunity to attack.

The five-finger pulsation of the penalty made the giant axe of one meter long and flexible at the fingertips. As the giant axe jumped, a stock wind blew from him in all directions.

At the beginning, the wind is still invisible and colorless, but in the slow wind, there are some strange things, turning into a black death wind, and the wind is full of ghosts and crying.

The emperor has no eyes and eyes closed, sitting on the shadow of the gods and gods, and the sound of praise is turned into a holy light and goes to the sky. Let each of his hair shine in crystal clear, beautiful appearance, holy and perfect.

rub!

The cold mans swept, the cold wind hit, the starlight dazzled, no need to guess, Xiao Chen knew that this was the killing of Fu Hong medicine.

I saw the star flag spread out, as dark as the night, like a vast night sky, flying towards silent.

In the night, a little star, the glare of the cold, is the long-lasting Taiyin star.

Xiao Chen’s eyes sank, this woman is really endless, the moonshadow knife is inserted, the hands are printed, the top of the head outlines the fate of the chessboard, the time and space are interlaced, and the vertical and horizontal, the stars embellish.

The trajectory of each star has its own way. If you move the board, it will cause chaos of destiny and form a starry storm!

Shifting ten stars, forming a fierce black storm, and the night of the star flag, collided in the air.

The night is horrible, the stars are broken, and the stars in the banner are bursting.

The life of the magic weapon was broken, Fu Hong medicine spit out a blood, pale face, very special and horrible.

boom!

The dark night filled the starry sky, a light and shadow appeared, Xiao Chen punched in this lovable face, Fu Hong medicine flew out of the Wangtai, fell to the ground.

His one-handed face, shameful, and so long is the first time he meets such a heart-wrenching man, biting his teeth: "The mountains and rivers meet, Xiao Chen, don't let me meet you."

"Two!"

In the heart of a silent voice, Xiao Chen backhand a move, the moon shadow knife appeared again to the palm of his hand. Did not care about the other side's meaning, the past sentence to the past to kill the past, there is a black wind, ghosts crying.

The giant axe still jumped at the fingertips, and the murder of Xiao Chen was killed. The heroic smile: "Come well, see who we fly this time!"

The giant axe that jumped suddenly stopped, and with one hand and one grip, it was firmly grasped, and the storm that had accumulated for a long time was full of punishment, like a storm armor.

The peach blossoms open, the summer rises, the autumn wind rises, the winter snow floats, the seasons are intact, and life is endless.

Between the running, Xiao Chen’s vision was repeated, and the moment he met with the punishment, the four seasons, all of them were finished, and the birth of a knife was endless.

boom!

The loud noise came out, and the vast Wangtai, all broken at this moment. The black storm armor was smashed clean, and the whole person was directly thrown by Xiao Chen’s momentum.

Xiao Chen’s declining momentum, vacated, and his momentum fell, and began to make crazy moves.

The two people in the air, like slow motion, every move is reflected in the eyes of everyone, is the most violent way of fighting, with absolute power, a trick to fight.

However, in the ten strokes, the sky will be shaken like a spray, forming a space storm, and whistling back and forth.

The person who saw it was terrified, and Wu Sheng, a little swept away by this space storm, feared that he would have to die.

rub!

Another trick was that the giant axe in the hands of the criminal was flew out of the earthquake. Xiao Chen’s knife slammed his back and flew his burly body like a sandbag.

"Three!"

Just after the silence in the heart, the emperor of the shadow of the gods has no eyes and suddenly opened his eyes.

The gods of the gods at the foot, condensed into the essence, with the supreme light, directly pressed down, ready to shock Xiaochen in one fell swoop.

The loud rumbling of the rumble, constantly coming, condensed into the real shadow of the kingdom of God, shrouded the entire Fengtai, and immediately suppressed it with the thunder.

When the godland fell, Xiao Chen looked extremely small, and the entire Tianwu Square was shaking wildly.

However, this blow obviously paid a great price. After the fall, the whole gods and gods disappeared completely, and even the shadows no longer existed and could not be summoned.

There is no shortage of emperors hovering in the air, dazzling, white hair flying.

Looking at the ruins of the royal ruins, the sneer in my heart, this meticulously prepared blow, so that I can not summon the gods of the gods within three years, this treasure.

Even the emperor can be seriously injured, not to mention a big master, who will die if he does not die.

"Sorry, the shot is too heavy, and I accidentally destroyed the Fengwangtai of the Wushen Palace." The emperor did not lack the hand, and said to the distant elders faintly: "The seal of the king ceremony should end here."

Is that over?

The warriors between the scenes felt a bit unwilling. Seeing that Xiao Chen had lost three people in succession, he thought that the victory was in sight, but the thunder of the imperial concubs, but the hope that had just ignited was suddenly wiped out.