Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Eight attacks, containing eight major emperors, eight different ways, at the same time, the Kunlun world's stable space, there are a few tiny cracks.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen, used to be used in various life and death crises, changed to ordinary people, these clumps, immediately have to be scared, even if they can not do it, they will be smashed into mud.

When the time is not allowed, Xiao Chen responded quickly. Among the eyes, two light appeared, one yin and one yang, two flames, spewing out and chasing each other to form a picture of Taiji flame.

Four images on weekdays, two instruments and gossips, all kinds of visions, appearing around the flame map, deriving a chaotic situation, condensing the space, forming a small world.

When the eight kills, while bombing on the flame map, Xiao Chen's heart vibrates, the mouth of the mouth overflows with blood, and the figure retreats eight steps.

One step at a time, the space was shocked eight times, shaking, the flat sea below, like a mirror, there was a crack in the gap.

boom!

When the flame map persists for a moment, it will be broken, but after all, it will block the moment, let the eight kills, the power is greatly reduced.

Xiao Chen did not move in the same place, and the two fists danced, and the body was rushing, and one stroke and one style could be shaken by the wind. After three or two breaths, this striking attack was resolved in the hands of Xiao Chen.

The breeze blew, the sea water tumbling, and Xiao Chen’s long hair shawl in midair, even if the eight major emperors appeared at the same time, it was difficult to find a wave of fluctuations from his face.

"blocked!"

In the distance, I have already hid in the sea of ​​clouds beyond 10,000 meters. I saw Xiao Chen volleying and standing, showing an incredible look.

The eight major emperors ruled the sea of ​​clouds for many years, and they were powerful. They were not the kind of Gao Yangyu, and the Wudi, who was half-hanging, all reached the realm of the emperor.

But this is the eight small Wudi emperors, together to shoot, the sound of the sky, the space is broken, still blocked by Xiao Chen to the hard life.

"Several gifts are really big enough!"

Xiao Chen snorted and looked at the front and stood shoulder to shoulder. His face was full of horror.

"Kill me eight people, no gift of you!"

Wang Zhan’s face was gloomy, and he didn’t expect it. So he didn’t kill Xiao Chen. Suddenly his eyes swept away and saw the strange dust standing in the distance.

There was a smothering murder in the eyes, and the cold voice said: "Oh, if you are not you, my children will not die!"

The body shape flashed, the situation changed, and Wang Zhan succumbed to the dust and the front, and the palm of the hand was shot. Under the momentum, the dust and dust could not move, and it was necessary to kill the strange dust.

Hey!

A blue figure, falling from the sky, sliding over, blocking in front of the stranger, throwing a punch, blocking the palm of the dust.

"The son of the emperor, who is united to bully a woman, your son is taken by himself and died!"

Wang Zhanyi did not shoot dead dust, and could not help but anger: "I want to kill people, who can't stop me in the cloud sea!"

Hey!

Pulling the dust into the back of him, Xiao Chen said nothing, and the lines did not move, such as the old trees of the pines and the double fists, and the shots of Wang Zhan were stopped one by one.

In the lightning-like time, the two men had a hundred strokes, and the discovery of Wang Zhan’s accident, the power of Xiao Chen, was even worse than his small emperor.

The flesh is stronger than him, and he is hard to beat with him. The strong body can make up for it, and there is a slight gap in strength.

The sea of ​​water and waves screamed around and the space trembled. The place where Xiao Chen is behind him is a quiet place. No matter how big the outside wave is, the place where the dust is standing is always quiet and peaceful.

The blood killing technique, the fist breaks nine days!

In the past, Wang Zhan lost his patience and directly applied his own martial arts.

At that time, the sky behind him turned directly into a blood red, killing atmosphere, filled between the heavens and the earth, thick blood fog, almost turned into a liquid, forming a very horrible scene.

"Blood kills the boxing, this Xiao Chen is afraid that he can only protect himself."

"This is the famous martial arts of Wang Zhan. It was originally based on this punch. He defeated the old city owner of the broken city, and this became the new city owner."

"But Xiao Chen is also scary enough. There is still a line between the emperor and the emperor. The war on the face of Emperor Xiaocheng is not only self-protection, but also protects a person for so long."

This fist of Wang Zhan came out, and the vision of terror immediately caught the attention of countless people.

Its fist hit, the sky was foggy, pouring into the boxing body, and the fists were not yet reached, then the space was squeezed back, and even the distance between Xiao Chen and him was slowly pulling away.

Xiao Chen’s heart was shocked, and the martial arts of the Oyi class was made out of the quasi-emperor. The power was indeed too horrible.

At this moment, there can be no more reservations. Turning one hand, Xiao Chen will hold the moon shadow knife out. The moon, peach, summer, fallen leaves, snow, thunder, and dragons all have a vision, when he holds the handle, from He flew out one by one.

The moon can be perfect, the peach blossom can be unbeaten, the summer sun is a thousand miles away, the autumn wind is ruthlessly sweeping the world, the winter snow is boundless and thousands of miles, the green dragon can fly into the sky, all kinds of visions, brilliant grand.

A kind of brilliance, you can shine for a lifetime, I have thousands of kinds of brilliance, coagulation and a knife, and the moment is eternal.

The knife was light, and the moment was brilliant, with Xiao Chen breaking out.

The same is the martial arts of the Olympic level, but Xiao Chen’s martial arts is the strongest killer of his own comprehension. Wang Zhan is only a ancestors of Linyi, relying on the gourd painting, even if it is a lot higher.

Who is strong and who is weak, naturally no need to say much.

Strong confrontation, Wang Zhan's famous martial arts, persisted for a moment and fell apart, belonging to the glory of Xiao Chen, like the eternal existence.

There was a terrible scar on the chest, and the ribs were cut off. I don’t know how many roots. The body of Wang Zhan was smashed back by this knife.

Several other city owners were shocked and quickly flew over to pick him up.

rub!

The knife is returned to the sheath, and the land behind it is still quiet.

"Gengjiao, there are still seven major emperors. I use the Shanghai Imperial Crown and have a few chances."

"The understanding of the Sea King's crown is not your own comprehension. The seven major emperors can simultaneously break the field and not play much role."

"That is, I won't win at all."

"Almost, but you have to go now, no one can stop you."

"understand."

In the heart and the quick and gentle dialogue, Xiao Chen looked at the major city owners in the air, a little pity, originally intended to restore strength, one by one to solve, I did not expect the other side of the bee.

Yeah, all come and kill it.

"This is not to be removed, and it must be us who will die in the future!"

The eight major emperors snorted and shot at the same time. This time it was not a simple killing, but a siege at the same time, intending to strangle Xiao Chen.

The distant warrior has a trace of pity in his eyes. Unfortunately, Xiao Chen’s peerless arrogance, a generation of heroes, is amazing, but he has been killed by several older generations regardless of his identity.

Even if there is full of supernatural powers, I am afraid that I will have to end up drinking and hating today. So I have not expected such an ending.

The dust behind him, anxiously cried out and pushed Xiao Chen said: "Let's go, leave me alone, I know you can go!"

"Would you go? You can't save two of you today, and you don't have a way to live in the world." Eight emperors, roaring in unison, shaking the sky

Xiao Chen smiled and said: "Is it?"

But I have a knife, higher than the emperor, can break the sky!

At his fingertips, there is a cyan token, which contains a knives left by the Qing Emperor thousands of years ago.

In the heart of the movement, the knife light in the Qinglong order, under his mind, was released instantly.

Heaven and Earth suddenly turned into black and white, a knives of light flying from the Qinglong order, across the long river of time and space.

Ten thousand years ago, the Eight Immortals, the Qing Emperor who swept the world, his knife light, once again reappeared on earth.

Under the smear of the knife, the eight great emperors, together with the space, were smashed into two halves, and the knife opened the sky.

rustle!

After a long time, the heavens and the earth have become more colorful. The body of the Eight Emperor Zhuandi, like the weathered, has disappeared with the wind.