Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Fu Lianyun, who was dying on the ground, pressed his hands with his hands and his face was helpless and terrified.

Struggling to look up, with a glimmer of hope to see Zhuang Zhenghe, open mouth and said: "Save... I!"

But at this time, who would care for him, a group of Xiaocheng Zhundi, gathered behind Zhuang Zhenghe, all eyes looked at Xiao Chen with some vigilance, no one paid attention to his gaze.

No one thought that Xiao Chen actually broke through the realm of the Dacheng emperor, and the momentum was like a mountain, completely surpassing them.

Together with Zhuang Zhenghe and Tieximen Chen Ming, who are the emperors of Dacheng, they are completely inferior to Xiao Chen.

Zhuang Zhenghe did not say a word, squinting as if to see Xiao Chen, can not fully understand, can not see the bottom of Xiao Chen.

In the dark, a sound was heard, Chen Ming pulled out his own knife, and his toes smacked toward Xiao Chen.

The other six Xiaocheng emperors, each taking out a blade, with a murderous murder, also rushed to the past.

At this time, I know that there is no way out, even if I ask for mercy, there will be no good results. Only one battle, defeating Xiao Chen can have a living.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, indicating that Lan Shaobai and his party did not need to shoot. Step forward, the knife did not come out of the sheath, and blocked Chen Ming’s knife.

Arrived in the realm of the emperor, one stroke and one style, can stir the situation, two or three breathing time, you can change dozens of times.

Hey!

The seven people worked together to resist the imposing manner of Xiao Chen, and they were besieging Xiao Chen, swords and swords, and Mars, rolling up the wind and stirring the clouds.

The scene of the heavens and the earth, because of the surging force of the heavens and the earth, is like a feng shui painting, flashing through the shadows of a group of people.

Xiao Chen's body shape leaps, with an enemy seven, the knife is not sheathed, forming a circle of dripping defense, blocking the attack of seven people outside.

In front of the seven people, in addition to Chen Ming, a little difficult to do. The other six people, as long as the knife is out, Xiao Chen can instantly win the other side.

There is also a Zhuang Zhenghe who is looking at it, and is ready to go, waiting to find out the truth of Xiao Chen, and then launch the Thunder.

This time I saw Zhuang Zhenghe, I obviously felt that the other side had improved in strength compared with a month ago.

According to common sense, this is an abnormal progress. Even if it can be transformed with the power of faith, it is impossible to make such rapid progress.

There is only one possibility, thinking about the ritual recorded on the secret, and there is a vague guess in Xiao Chen’s heart. Now, don't think about it, play with this group of people, or not, if you shoot, you have to take Zhuang Zhenghe.

Chen Ming failed to strike, and was once again forced back by Xiao Chen. He immediately rushed back and spurred the past. He spurred: "Qinglong Wang, you are really arrogant. I really thought that the knife would not be used, can we take the six of us?"

The effort of speaking, the other six Xiaocheng Qundi, repeated hands-on, all kinds of killing tricks, colorful, with all kinds of visions, toward the dawn of the sudden flash of the flash floods, rolling away, the momentum is amazing.

Xiao Chen did not answer, his eyes were as electric, and he would see the trajectory of a group of six people.

The moonshadow knife in his hand is alive, like his third arm, which is flexible and rotates on the back of the palm of his hand.

The sound of squeaking, squeaking, like a thunder. The knife is still not sheathed, and Xiao Chen retreats, and all the moves of the people are resisted.

In front of him, there was an invisible wall that could not be broken. As long as he thought, even a fine wind could not penetrate.

As soon as the drums make momentum, they will decay and die.

The same principle is used in the military world in the hometown.

In the delicate defense of Xiao Chen, Chen Ming and his entourage could not attack for a long time. From the initial situation, like a tiger, it has completely collapsed, and the tricks are even more flawed.

Zhuang Zhenghe felt a little annoyed. Until now, she still couldn’t find the bottom of Xiao Chen. In the heart, this group of people has been smashed all over, all waste.

"Xiao Chen, you are called the Qinglong King, and you have no resistance to fight back!" Chen Ming knows the arrangement of Zhuang Zhenghe, seeing that he still can't force Xiao Chen to get out of the knife.

Very good, the other party's mood is chaotic, the momentum is exhausted, it is time to end this farce.

"as you wish!"

Xiao Chen’s eyes are condensed, and there are cold flashes in his eyes. His eyes are like a knife, and his front is sharp. Looking at the past with one eye, the body of the six people felt a cold sensation.

Long hair fluttering, from the end of Xiao Chen body, the endless sound of the knife, this moment, like a knife, hair like a knife, clothes like a knife, sight as a knife.

Xiao Chen, who has been passively defending, suddenly ran on foot, white clothes like snow, figure like wind, snow and snow, rushing toward the seven people quickly.

Hey!

The sound of the reverberating sounds between heaven and earth, like the most beautiful piano sound in the world, avoiding Chen Ming’s sword, close to the body, not giving him a chance to react, his shoulders slamming on him.

A terrible knife wound appeared on his chest. Chen Ming spit out a blood, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

If you don't shoot, Xiao Chen will not give this group of people a chance.

Long sleeves, a person on the left facing Xiao Chen, holding the knife's arm. It was cut off directly by a knife, but the knife in the right hand of Xiao Chen was clearly unsheathed.

The footsteps kept going, and Xiao Chen continued to run forward. Every step, there will be endless knives shining. Wherever he went, the knife and the light continued, the vision was varied, and the wind and snow danced.

No one can block his footsteps. Every step, one person will fly out, seriously vomiting blood, and no more fighting power.

After seven steps, all seven people fell to the ground, lying on the ground and mourning, the injured hand broke his foot, but the injury was heavy and it died.

Between the shots, Xiao Chen did not show mercy.

The footsteps kept going, one flashed, and Xiao Chen came to face the wrong Zhuang Zhenghe.

At this time, Xiao Chen defeated seven people, and the whole momentum reached its peak. As soon as it moved, it seemed that the whole world was driven by him.

After waiting for Xiao Chen to get out of the knife, I wanted to observe a few flaws, and Zhuang Zhenghe, who gave a blow to Xiao Chen, was caught off guard and was kicked out by this imposing manner.

However, he is now extremely horrible, and he is better than Xiao Chen, who entered the Dacheng emperor.

His face sank and his body stepped on the ground. A **** linden tree in the shaking ground was rooted in his back, and the blood of Buddha light appeared in a circle behind him.

Buddha sounds, Bodhi tree has no wind, and there is a **** Bodhi flower. Gathering the power of countless beliefs, you can hear the sound of horror and mourning, which is the soul of infernality in hell.

When Zhuang Zhenghe reached out and took a hand, he had to shoot it and wanted to knock down Xiao Chen’s momentum.

Xiao Chen, who can be in the peak state, how can he give him this opportunity, almost at the moment he landed, Xiao Chen has not been sheathed the moon shadow knife, pulled out in an instant.

The sound of the knives, the sound of the world, the knives of the knives, the world is eclipsed.

Spring flowers and winter snow, summer autumn wind, blue dragons break the sea, and the moon will take off. The endless vision, in an instant, evolved endless glory, as the knife light solidified into a vast picture.

The **** Bodhi tree collapsed instantly, and Zhuang Zhenghe was smashed by this knife. He flew for a thousand meters, and the Buddha's light dissipated. The whole man was embarrassed, and the scar on his chest almost cut off his waist.

Seven steps and one knife, this group of people was hit by Xiao Chen with the thunder.