Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Looking at Murong Chong, who had already waited on the ring, Xiao Chen packed up his mood and leaped from the wind and steadily fell on the ring.

Liu Ruyue looked at the two people who were about to fight. His heart was full of complex emotions, and he whispered in a low voice: "I hope that nothing will happen."

Seeing Xiao Chen’s fall, an old man with Zhongpin Wu’s rehearsal came immediately. He will be the referee of this battle and he is also a member of the Presbyterian Church.

The old man looked at the wave and let the two men retreat a hundred meters each, only to say faintly: "In the battle for the peak, there has never been a feeling of mercy, but I only say one thing, they are all the same door, if one party concedes defeat Please stop."

"There is no more nonsense, the duel begins, and the outcome will determine the ownership of Qingyunfeng!"

When the old man finished, the toes were lightly on the ground, and the figure quickly retreated.

Murong Chong and Xiao Chen are separated by a distance of two hundred meters. They look at each other and their right hands are buckled on the handle. The momentum of the body keeps condensing.

At this moment, the originally unpleasant auditorium was completely silent, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the two of them in the ring.

Snoring!

In the eyes of Murong Chong, a red light disappeared, and the murderous murder was always suppressed. As the gaze turned toward Xiao Chen.

The murderousness is like the essence, and the ripples like water in the air are swayed, and the compression envelope is within the range of one meter of Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen’s ear suddenly appeared, there were countless screams of screams, and there was a horrible illusion in front of them. These were the people killed by Murong Chong, leaving their grievances.

He really can make the murderous freely retractable, no, it is a higher level than the retractable and free, and the murderousness is always shrouded in my body without spreading. This means is already a high-level skill to control murder.

Xiao Chen’s heart was slightly surprised and faint, but the look on his face was calm and did not produce too much waves.

Consolation and suffocation, Xiao Chen’s heart is indifferent, the quiet eyes reveal a clear luster, a strong sense of God, guarding the heart without interference from murderous,

The powerful murderous temper, reverberating around his own body, Xiao Chen's eyes are always clear, stick to his heart, slowly those illusions, not attacking and breaking, all disappeared.

Murong Chong's cold face, without any expression, seeing the murderous useless, decisively regained the murderous.

Huh!

On the top of the ring, Murong Chong’s body suddenly became violently windy, rolling up endless dust, and the sound of roaring came from time to time in the wind.

The head of Xiao Chen’s head was thunderous and tumbling, and the sound of the sound was thundering and began to sound.

The momentum that the two brewed for a long time finally spewed out, and began the competition in the artistic conception, the artistic conception of the violent wind, and the artistic conception of the surging thunder.

For a time, the wind and the sky were changing, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the sunlight in the sky was covered by dark clouds, completely losing its light, and the sky was dim.

In addition to the dust that was blown up by the wind, the audience had a large part of the audience, but a large part of it could not completely clear the situation.

"It's so powerful, it hasn't officially started a duel. The competition for artistic conception is so terrible. No wonder they can fight across the border and kill the primary Wuwang." The audience was secretly scared.

clang!

In the endless gust of wind, two knives of light were lit in an instant, and the knives of the knives blew away the endless dust on the platform.

At the same time, the two men pulled out their knives and each of them slashed their swords. The knives collided in the air, causing rolling waves and scattered.

Murong Chong was surprised to find that his own knife conciseness did not even have the strength of Xiao Chen. The purple knife gas, after breaking his own knife, although weakened a lot, but still quickly flew toward himself.

The soles of the feet stepped on the ground and jumped silently. Murong Chong rushed out and easily shattered the purple knife that had weakened a lot. The speed did not decrease and quickly rushed toward Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was not afraid, and sighed lightly, and greeted him as quickly.

Dangdang!

In the field, the sound of the blade touched, and the time, the sound of the wind, the thunder, the sound of the knives that the soldiers touched each other, and they reverberated together in the field.

In the blink of an eye, the two men confronted dozens of tricks, seeing the move, not giving each other, after a half-sound, lightly screaming, each retreating a hundred meters.

The wind blew away, the dust fell, and the situation in the field returned to the eyes of everyone.

The eyes of the two, like the blade, are in a fierce battle in the air. Xiao Chen tightened the right hand of the knife and maintained a high degree of vigilance, because the front is a tentative confrontation, and then the real thing will be moved.

Murong Chong's cold face, showing a faint smile, said: "One month's time is gone, your strength is indeed beyond my expectations, and I have the qualification to challenge me, but it is only a qualification for challenge. ”

Qingyun secret skills, the moon shadow is unparalleled!

An angry drink, Murong Chong's long knife flying fast, two **** red moons, two rounds of the moon in the air across two beautiful arcs toward Xiao Chen volley.

There is endless murderousness in the knives. When you pass, you draw a bright red ribbon, which is like blood.

Hollyhock shines!

Knowing that the moon shadow is unparalleled, Xiao Chen does not dare to carelessly. The white moonshadow knife shakes in the air and shakes the hollyhock to the limit.

Nine condensed knives made from the branches of the hollyhock **** tree, such as a rod-shaped rifle to the airy knife in the air.

Murong Chong faint smile, the wrist grip knife gently shakes, two rounds of **** moon, paused in the air for a moment, and then surprised each other to draw a semi-circular arc.

The intersection of the waning moon is the place where Xiao Chen stood. Such a sudden change has suddenly opened the nine purple knives that Xiao Chen swayed.

Wind boots, open, retreat!

The speed of the remnant moon flight reached the speed of sound in a blink of an eye, and Murong Chong actually integrated the mood of the wind into it.

Xiao Chen did not dare to care about it. He started the popular boots, and he ran the green dragon and clouded his body. He turned into a purple arrow and flew backwards.

boom!

At the moment when Xiao Chen had just retreated, two rounds of remnant moons slammed together and formed a round of blood-red moon between the flatlands.

The horrible red air current, such as the waves, generally scatters around, and under the radiation of the air, a mud wall is brought up from the ground.

Although it has been lifted, the red waves, speed and power of the Red Moon are beyond the expectations of Xiao Chen.

The rolling waves hit the body of Xiao Chen, and his rushed back a few hundred meters. The murderous air contained in the air wave kept screaming in his mind.

The blood is tumbling, the grievances in the brain are like the pillars, and the morning blood of the body is boiling uncontrollably. The heart rises with an irresistible irritability and desire to kill.

Damn it!

Xiao Chen can't take a face, the vitality will bring together the blood of the tumbling, Zhang mouth directly spit it out, the blood of the tumbling and the endless killing gas, all disappeared.

Above the stands, Liu Ruyue's two frowns were tightly tied together. The full-faced face was full of worries. I didn't expect the real fight to begin. Xiao Chen ate a small loss.

Murong Chong's unparalleled comprehension of the moon shadow has reached the peak of the perfection of the peak of control, blending into the violent wind, and pushing the power of this move to a limit of terror.

call!

Murong Chong's body slowly flew up into the sky. The two rounds of the moon-shaped knife on the ground were separated, and the sly flies back to him.

The remnants of the moon came together to form a real **** month. The dark night fell, and all the sunshine was covered at once, and the dark clouds brought by the mood of Xiao Chenlei were also left behind.

The connection with Lei's artistic conception is completely broken!

Xiao Chen was shocked in his heart. After several attempts, he found that he could never contact his own thunder. Under the cover of the night, he completely cut off his connection with the outside world.

"This is the role of the great peak of the vision, which can form a similar enchantment. The mood of Xiao Chen's Lei is cut off."

"I didn't expect that Murong Chong really realized the vision and realized the realm of great perfection. This is something that many Wuwang-class powers can't do."

"Yes, the relationship between vision and cultivation is not great. It relies entirely on personal talent and comprehension. It loses the artistic conception of Lei, and Xiao Chen is in a dire situation."

There are well-informed people on the stands, and they have sighed and realized the vision of the great perfection. Such Murong Chong is in the realm of Wuwang, and it can be said that it is comparable to the invincible existence.

Fighting across borders, slaughtering the general underarms of Wu Wang, will be as easy as slaughtering dogs.

Liu Ruyue’s heart was raised, and Murong Chong was much stronger than she had imagined. Even her, she had a headache in the face of this move.

Looking at the rising blood red moon, and the red light shining under the moon, Murong Chong, Xiao Chen began to calm down slowly.

If you can find a way to break the two **** knives, you won’t have the current situation. Unfortunately, it was not decisive at the time, and you didn’t want to consume too much energy at once.

Xiao Chen has slightly blamed himself, but now is not the time to regret, but far from the last step, confidence must not be shaken.

The mood of Lei can't be used, so the power of the knuckle knife will be reduced. Can not be used to break the bureau, Lingyun knife law does not have to say, can only think of other methods.

With it, Xiao Chen suddenly moved in his mind and thought of a way to break the game. Since the mood can't be used, then use the most powerful vision to make a vigorous collision.

I thought that this morning's brow slowly stretched out, and gave a light drink, and the white moonshadow knife in his hand suddenly gave off the glare of the glass.

Flying on the wing, the moon is like a fire!

A round golden moon, rising slowly from behind Xiao Chen, corresponds to the **** moon in the air.

The faint golden moonlight, with a soft light shining on the ground, is in stark contrast with the bright **** moon.

"What happened, there was a round of moon behind Xiao Chen." Above the stands, some people exclaimed.

"What he wants to do, his vision is obviously not up to the perfection of the realm, with the vision and Murong Chong fight, will certainly suffer." Liu Suifeng said very nervously.

Looking at the moon rising in the air, Liu Ruyue suddenly understood the meaning of Xiao Chen, and his face was a little less worried. At least this month's unparalleled shadow would not pose a fatal threat to Xiao Chen.