Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The speed can't be broken, the power can't stop, the attack from the entity can't work, can the mental attack resist the living?

Xiao Chen is now very powerful and comparable to the great emperor.

Although the means of attack is a bit lacking, and the preparation time is long, it is not suitable for making it out in regular combat.

Faced with Mo Yan, the opponent who actively seeks peace, but it is suitable, as long as the other side has a flaw.

You can break through immediately, without the protection of a shield, this guy is a slag.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen’s mental power in the sea began to slowly boil, and after a while he condensed into a god, under the control of Xiao Chen.

Leaving the sea of ​​knowledge, Mo Yanfei shot after the shield.

Hey!

When the invisible **** crossed the shield, Xiao Chen unexpectedly discovered that the brightness of the gods had weakened a lot, and the shield actually had the effect of weakening the mental power.

But fortunately, only weakening is not blocking, and the purpose of Xiao Chen can be.

Mo Yan in the shield, looking at Xiao Chen, who has no way, is just complacency, just want to say a few words of ridicule.

But suddenly found that the scene in front of the sudden change, on the ridiculous land, a gods with supreme majesty, standing in the air.

What happened, am I not in the Fighting City? How come here, Mo Yan looked around, thinking in doubt.

Not good, this is an illusion, Mo Yan quickly reacted, and quickly bite the tip of the tongue, a painful feeling came, the illusion in front of the eyes slowly disappeared.

But when he completely responded to the Qingming, he suddenly found out that Xiao Chen had already known that he had already got into the shield and stood in front of him less than half a meter.

"How come you came in!" Mo Yan said with amazement.

After he finished, he suddenly understood what was going on.

When he was sure that he was lost, the shield lost control and was exploited by this man.

boom! boom!

Xiao Chen used his fist to answer his question, and the constant non-stop style of the fist, Mo Yan was so painful and mournful.

Let your embarrassment be arrogant, thinking that there are some turtle shields, you can't take it, now you are playing!

In the small space, Mo Yan didn't even have the chance to dodge. After being killed, Xiao Chen finally stopped.

The audience outside the stadium looked at some inexplicable. I don’t know if there was no flawless shield before a moment. How suddenly I was bored by Xiao Chen.

It can be reacted after a while. Xiao Chen is winning. He has won 49 games and there is a thunderous shout on the field.

The opponents of the three Gao Yangyus were defeated in succession. The next opponent of Xiao Chen was a normal one, not so strong.

Continue to use force to meet the enemy, Xiao Chen feels that the refining of the body will be greatly reduced, as long as there is no situation that can not be dealt with.

It will not be the use of vitality and the integration of strength, a battle in the field, Xiao Chen's winning streak began to accumulate crazy.

Fifty, fifty, fifty-two, fifty-three...

Hey!

Continuously fighting drums, resounding all the time, the dragons and tigers on the battlefield, Xiao Chen is like a rainbow, although the victory is still difficult, but it has won all the way.

When winning sixty-game winning streak, the entire arena was completely burned and boiled. Some of the warriors who voted for Xiao Chen were even more excited.

"Sixty games in a row, this guy really got 60 games in a row, and finally came back with a little money."

"Who can think of the 60-game winning streak, it was actually broken by him."

Among the stands, Yun Ping’s look is extremely complicated, holding his fists and biting his lips.

It’s envy, embarrassment, or shame, and now they can’t describe their mood.

The strength of the force in the body is endless, just like the river is rolling, Xiao Chen only feels the blood boiling, a fist out, the whole body cells burst open.

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In the midst of the battle, Xiao Chen’s understanding of his strength has reached a new realm. He feels that the fourth major achievement of the refining of the body is infinitely close.

In fact, as long as Gao Yangyu interfered in the crowd, he sent a targeted warrior.

Jiang Zimo and others, in accordance with the normal fighting, want to get a winning streak almost no problem.

These geniuses, the cultivation of the most advanced exercises in the same realm, the most advanced martial arts, coupled with strong understanding and quality.

In all aspects, it has reached the top, and it is difficult to meet the enemy in the half step.

After the end of the streak of Dingfeng and others, they can still be judged by winning. They and Yunping are not a level genius.

As long as the breakthrough of Gao Yangyu's attack, it will continue to win, but for various reasons, Jiang Zimo and others have been ended in a winning streak.

The wind looked at the field, the robes were blood-stained, and the scars on the body, Xiao Chen, the heart was a little unwilling: "This guy, always so inconspicuous, not warm, but finally broke out, but scared everyone jump."

Xiao Chen’s hard work in every game is not that bright, and there is no slightest highlight. It always gives people the feeling that they will not persist tomorrow.

When the wind is set, Jiang Zimo, Yan Shaoxuan, Mu Xinya, one by one because of Gao Yangyu's sniper, the winning streak was broken at the end.

Only he insisted on all the way, as in the past, the victory of the wolf, the hardships of victory, but actually won 60 consecutive games.

There are no flamboyant tricks, no punctuation, and it’s so ordinary, with a lightness, winning all the way.

Eventually it broke out and it was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Xiaorou and a cheerful smile: "Sister, Xiao Chen, he won sixty in a row, I see those people dare not say anything."

Xia Yanyan looked at Xiao Chen on the field and sighed softly: "I didn't expect that everyone would be defeated. In the end, only he laughed and finally."

Bang!

On the occasion of the last opponent to date, Xiao Chen opened the three acupuncture points again on the left arm.

Three cyan dragons filled the arms, and the whole body was up and down with bones and joints.

The whole body muscles beat, the blood boils, and a strand of bones sticking out from the bones, the most primitive strength, constantly overflowing with the body of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen’s face was a joy, and he smiled in his heart. He even broke through in the battle, and Cang Ming’s refining body became the fourth major.

With both hands clenching fists, I only feel the strength of the whole body and keep coming together.

Not only did it open three acupuncture points, but it did not integrate with the vitality. The pure force was even the original 550,000 jin, which was upgraded to 600,000 jin.

The opponent looked at Xiao Chen's god, and he was happy with his heart. With an unparalleled knife, he went down to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly: "Give me, break!"

The right hand clenched the fist, facing the sky and banging, and the two squeaking sounds, the condensed knife mang, was smashed by Xiao Chen, and the boxing wind burst open.

A total of 600,000 jins of force was released, forming a whirlwind in the air, and the other side was directly pulled in the air.

defeat!

The soles of the feet slammed on the ground, and Xiao Chen’s fists came out together, and the dragon and the tiger rushed to the present, and the sound of the tiger screamed and rang, and the whole audience was heard.

The knives who were dragged into the air by the air force were hit by the dragon and the tiger, and the volley blasted a distance of a thousand meters.

After winning the final victory, Xiao Chen won six straight games and was the only one who was still winning.

Feel the cheers of the audience, and many audiences marveled, Xiao Chen's mood is peaceful, not too much fluctuations and usual.

The old man in the gray robe looked at Xiao Chen, who was returning from the victory. The heart was sore, and he took out a box of Lingshi, and took some of it out.

Sixty-four consecutive games, Xiao Chen can also get close to 200,000 intermediate Lingshi, the madness of winning streak, finally revealed at a moment.

Such a large number of intermediate Lingshi, even the average half-step Wuhuang, does not have such a family.

Looking at Xiao Chen, Lingshi, into the middle-level Qiankun ring, the gray robe is not as usual, congratulations to Xiao Chen.

There is a lot of taste in my heart, I didn’t think of this young man, I will go so far.

The nearly 200,000 middle-level Lingshi is still only a small number. The old man in the gray robes knows clearly that Xiao Chen’s 60-game winning streak.

Let the bettor Gao Yangyu of the betting field lose at least two million intermediate Lingshi. It is estimated that Gao Yangyu now has the heart of Xiao Chen.

"Congratulations!" Jiang Zimo and others came to Xiao Chen and said with a smile.

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, and the polite people shouted thank you one by one. As for the sly eyes, they chose to ignore them.

If it is not Xiao Chen, Yunping will not be merciless, and I am afraid I can hear some discordant voices at this moment.

It is a pity that these people already know Xiao Chen, under the indifferent appearance, hiding a sharp air.

Not without temper, nor without strength, just too lazy to pay attention to.

There was another cloud Ping’s end there, and there were people who dared to find themselves uncomfortable. After a few glances, they quickly recovered their gaze.