Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

boom!

The flame in the right eye quickly condenses into a purple vortex. The morning of the morning, the idea of ​​the purple ray of true power, immediately spewed away.

Looking far away, the purple flame roaring is a fierce dragon, the purple light is faint, and the wind and thunder roar.

The white swordsman standing on the bow of the ship was set to wind, the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, the right hand was quickly printed, and the sword was attacked by Xiao Chen.

Awkward, it penetrated the thick purple inflammation and returned to the hands of the wind.

broken!

The long sword is in the hand, and the wind slams and sighs lightly. The sword rises up with a long knife and ten feet of swords. The sword is like a pillar, and it is surging, and the purple flame is split into two halves in a flash.

Passing through the sky, the purple inflammation, holding the wind and holding a long sword, jumped to the shore of the port.

"Master, help me kill him!" Jin Wuji saw this person and immediately went forward with joy.

The wind faint smile, did not pay attention to the words of Jin Wuji, eyes straight on Xiao Chen, the line of sight is like a sharp sword, shot toward Xiao Chen's sly.

The sharp and fierce sword, Xiao Chen’s heart is dark, only the realm of Zhongpin Wuwang, but the quality and quantity of the vitality is comparable to me, and the looming seems to be even higher.

It seems that the other party is Tianjianmen, and the genius swordsman who has cultivated all the resources is trained. The elixir used is much more than others.

In the ear of Xiao Chen, Baili said in a whisper: "This person is probably not his opponent. Not only does he understand the sword, but he is more powerful than you. He should have just returned from the deep sea battlefield of the endless sea. It is the time when the killing power is the heaviest."

Don't use Bai Lizhen to say that Xiao Chen has already felt it. The right hand is buckled on the handle, and the thunder and the killing mood are quickly blended.

Above the white blade, the purple and red lights alternately shine, which is very strange.

There is a strong sense of war in his eyes. Xiao Chen has no timidity. He has long wanted to find a real opponent. He is trying to test his strength.

The wind in front of you is undoubtedly a suitable candidate.

Tingfeng looked at the two lights above the blade, and his eyes showed a very interested eye. He smiled softly: "It’s a bit of a meaning, even comprehending the two artistic conceptions, killing and thunder, I don’t know how many swords I can file. ”

call out!

The long sword in the hand trembled fiercely, and made a clear tweet. The wind and the wind rushed between the moments, and the sword shot directly to Xiao Chen’s eyebrows.

The rich red light above the blade of the sword swelled, and this windy wind actually realized the killing mood.

clang!

Xiao Chen’s long knife slashed and swayed the sword of the wind, and the footsteps were on the ground. At the same time, the wind boots and the Qinglong Tengyun were opened.

The speed suddenly increased, and if the dragon was in the wind, the lightning would be nine.

Hey!

The wind and the look of the wind have changed slightly. I didn’t expect Xiao Chen’s speed to return so fast, but I didn’t panic too much.

Although the speed is a little slower than Xiao Chen, but it does not fall into the slightest wind, obviously this is a very superb body cheats.

The soldiers touched each other and handed over countless Mars. The killings of the two men, with their respective moves, met each other fiercely.

The horrible killings spread around the port, and many warriors felt a huge pressure.

It seems that there is a long sword or a sword hanging over the head, and it will fall at any time, which makes people feel guilty.

Windy sword dance, eight sides come to the wind!

The wind slammed suddenly and shouted, and the sword was once again integrated into an artistic conception, the violent wind, and the horrible swordsmanship.

In all directions, there is a raging wind blowing in the wind. Every squally wind seems to hide a peerless sword, and the sword is combined with killing and madness.

This move came out, and immediately hit Xiao Chen by a surprise, especially the integration of the two artistic conceptions, suddenly in the strength of the competition, Xiao Chen completely pressed down.

Xiao Chen broke the wind and smashed the sword. The sword stabbed in front of the sky. The figure flashed in the air, and the figure was swaying. In a moment, it was divided into nine, and the nine figures were divided into nine.

It is the high-level skills of Qinglong Tengyun, which has changed from a dragon to a dragon. Now that he is promoted to Wuwang, he can continue to perform twice.

Suddenly in mid-air, there was the appearance of the nine hundred and eighty-one Xiao Chen, and the endless winds hit.

Every figure of Xiao Chen, at the same time, display the hollyhock gas, and suddenly the sky flies out of the inexhaustible purple knife.

Hey!

The continuous knives, and the swords that are hidden in the squally wind, make a sound of a clear collision, and keep ringing on the port.

Under the breeze of the squally winds, the savage and artistic conception of the winds, the rapid turbulence, the rapid expansion of the area, the murder of the killing mood has also become violent.

boom!

All the figures are coincident, and the morning of the break of Xiao Chen’s tricks will also bring the spirit of Lei to the extreme, and confront the two artistic conception of the wind.

Seeing that there are signs of endlessness between the two, and intending to continue fighting, Baili suddenly feels impatient, so it will last at least half a day.

More than two meters tall and burly figure, using a pure force to blast on the ground, suddenly shot in the middle of the two.

Directly an axe smashed toward the wind, the force above the axe, I do not know how many tens of thousands of pounds, an axe down the entire space seems to be distorted.

It's hard to imagine that this is done by pure force.

boom!

The windy sword slammed on the axe blade, making a loud noise, an invisible wave of turbulence, and each of them took a few steps to stop.

"I said kid, isn't it just a stepping up on your ancestral door? Is it so hard to use it?" Baili squatted on the ground with a big axe, and laughed awkwardly.

On the side of Jin Wuji, I heard this and my face was furious. I said, "Hundred miles, you say who is rubbish, what are you?"

Baili smirked and said: "It’s funny, being stepped on the foot like a dead dog, but dare to say that you are not rubbish. Just like you, you still ask others not to play the idea of ​​Yue Chenxi, what are you, garbage one? Oh, nothing."

"If you don't have the title of a sword, like a waste like you, you can shoot a bunch of slaps."

"You!" Jin Wuqi's face was purple, his fingers were shaking, and he wanted to rush up with a long sword.

The wind slammed him and stopped him. His face sank and he said coldly: "Is it not enough to be a shame? Give it to me."

Jin Wujii's face is blue and green. He only feels that his heart is not smooth. This Xiao Chen appeared from the beginning and destroyed his good deeds one after another.

At this moment, he was thrown away, just like his hit nemesis, pressing him.

Pulling the gold stepless down, the wind and the long sword return to the sheath, looked at Xiao Chen and said: "Yes, it seems that the next five-nation youth hegemony match has another noteworthy opponent. Live well, don't Lose your life in advance, and you won’t have such good luck next time."

After the completion of the wind, I took the gold promise and walked toward the city of Qingfeng Island.

See the end of the battle, there is nothing to watch, the crowd slowly dispersed, many people did not expect that the strength of Xiao Chen will be so strong.

Even in the last five years, the five-nation hegemony rushed into the top 50, and in a short period of time, he seemed to be unable to take him.

Baili looked at Xiao Chen, and there was a pity on his face. He said: "The kid does not have this expression. He only has a strength of 70%. At most, he will go up to five hundred strokes and the situation will be tilted toward him. ”

Xiao Chen smiled faintly: "You think that I have used a few percent of strength. He has to lose me a chance, but there is absolutely no chance to kill me."

......

After the two men walked far away, Jin Wuji asked unwillingly: "Master, why don't you kill him, he is as humiliating as me, and it is hard to vent my hatred without killing him."

The wind is flat and said: "Hundred miles are by his side. It is too expensive to kill him. It is not worth it for you."