Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

boom!

Xiao Chen’s hand just touched the handle of the Moonshadow knife, and the foot kicked on his chest. The whole person hit the ground like a shell.

A large mouthful of blood was spit in the mouth, and the real element attached to the foot slammed into the body of Xiao Chen. The vitality that rose from the crystal cyclone was immediately extinguished by this real yuan, without any resistance. .

The real yuan plundered in the meridians, rushed into the chest of Xiao Chen, the internal organs, and was immediately destroyed by a mess. Xiao Chen’s throat was sweet and spit out.

The real yuan is the real yuan. If Xiao Chen’s vitality is pure and pure, it cannot be resisted. The difference between the two is like the difference between wood and steel.

The wood is harder and harder, and how can it compare with steel.

Struggling for a moment, Xiao Chen quickly stood up, the tip of the toe opened the secret method in the blood flame boots, the speed suddenly broke through four times the speed of sound, a cold moon hugged toward the front and swiftly swept away.

Looking at Xiao Chen, who was pale, cold moon worried and said: "You are fine, I have a way to deal with him."

"Don't talk." Xiao Chen's tone is not too fluctuating, but the taste in the words has a meaning that people can't refute.

The old man in the air, a little surprised in the eyes, he used 50% of the strength of this foot, the peak of the half-step Wu Emperor will be seriously injured by this kick dying.

But Xiao Chen actually had the strength to stand up, not only stood up, but also ran so fast.

"A very strong body." Tsing Yi old man snorted. "But how strong your body is, it is just a martial art, give me death!"

As soon as he was in a flash, he came to Xiao Chen and moved slightly.

The real yuan in the body gathers on the toes, and the surrounding air forms a whirlwind, which dances rapidly under its feet. At this moment, the wind was sucked by him, as if it were an order, he could not follow.

Xiao Chen seems to have an eye behind it, and he does not look at it. Turning around is a kick in advance, and the speed is inferior to the other party.

Hey!

This foot just happened to be on the other's sole. Xiao Chen spit out a blood, and the body flew out again. When a person rotates in the air, he removes the other's strength and continues to fly forward.

I didn't even see my foot shadow for the first time. This time I was able to predict my movements in advance, and I used my strength to run a little further.

Tsing Yi old man sinks his face and his body is flickering, leaving behind a shadow in the air, and quickly chasing the past.

Xiao Chen in the air looked back, and the purple fire in the right eye kept burning, and the heart of the mind moved, and the overwhelming purple fire shot from the right eye.

The Tsing Yi old man who was quickly chasing him, flying too fast, suddenly got a stroke, and his clothes were immediately ignited.

flutter!

The solid real yuan broke out from the old man's body, and the purple fire was extinguished at the time of burning.

The whole body was burnt and tattered, and the hair on his head was smoky and it looked like a wolf.

The Tsing Yi old man did not suffer any injuries, but his heart was so tempered, and the imperial martial artist was actually brought to such a heaven and earth by a junior. "Damn, I am not killing you today."

There was a loud sound explosion in the air. The old man in Tsing Yi raised his body to the extreme. When he was breathing, he rushed to the front of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen slightly frowned, raised his hand and shot the thunder fire sword in the palm of his hand, and then did not look at it, ran in the direction of turning.

Thunder fire sword on the purple flame, slowly burning, the Thunderfire sword specially refining by the cold moon, the speed and power increased by more than four times, the explosive power within 100 meters reached more than five times the speed of sound, almost no sword.

The Tsing Yi old man just flashed in front of Xiao Chen, and the Thunder Fire Sword came to his front door, which really shocked him.

scold!

The time when the blade did not give him a reaction was shot. At this moment, the real yuan shield was again displayed. Obviously, it was too late. The old man at the critical moment could only turn his head away.

Like a meteor, the Thunderfire Sword and his cheeks pass by, the sharp airflow on the blade, leaving a shallow blood mark on his left face.

With such a fallacy, Xiao Chen was allowed to run, and he was left with a scar on his face.

Being played by a junior in a row, the old man’s head was blue and shivering, and the trembling voice said: “Damn, hateful!”

boom! boom!

The soles of the feet were on the ground, and the two steps were heavy. The whole ground immediately trembled, and the people around them were swayed by the shock, showing how much force this foot had.

"I don't believe you can't catch you."

The old man in Tsing Yi screamed and chased the line in the direction of the front, and some of the buildings in front of him were directly crushed.

The Tsing Yi old man who has been firmly locked in the knowledge of the gods, Xiao Chen does not look behind him, he can wipe the every move of the other side.

Gently falling down, Xiao Chen put down the cold moon, and turned to face the old man directly. The twenty-four acupuncture points on the arms were opened one by one, and the two dragon tattoos quickly swam.

"螳 arm as a car!"

Seeing Xiao Chen stopping, it seems to stop his own appearance. The old man in Tsing Yi smiled disdainfully, and the right palm spread out the real thing and condensed it. The light on the palm of his hand suddenly brightened and dazzled.

Hey!

Two loud dragons rang, and the blue dragon above the arms of Xiao Chen came alive and broke out, turning into two realistic dragons, roaring, and rushing past the claws.

The sound of the dragon rang, and the dragon spread spread out. The green dragon was like a real one. The eyes were wide and glaring, and the old man in Tsing Yi actually flashed a panic.

Hey!

The Ssangyong meets, and the smashing hits the palm of the old man in Tsing Yi. The power of the scorpion erupts, forming a cyan circular wave that spreads around.

Many warriors were caught off guard and were directly flung by the shock wave.

"Damn, how can there be such a big force."

Tsing Yi’s old man was very surprised. The body unconsciously stepped back a dozen steps. When the shock wave dissipated, Xiao Chen took the cold moon and walked away again.

"This white robe knife is so powerful that it has been avoided in the past three times, but the other party is the emperor!"

"If I have to face the Emperor Wu, I haven’t started playing, I’m afraid I will admit defeat. Where is the fight?"

"Wuhuang has already condensed his strength into a real yuan, and we are not a level at all. This white robe knife can persist for so long, it is really surprising, and it really makes him escape."

The surrounding warriors, seeing Xiao Chen once again forced the retreat of Tsing Yi Wu Huang, they were surprised to discuss.

Such a discourse heard the ears of Tsing Yi’s old man, and it was a naked face. It was stunned by the purple-black face that was burned by the purple thunder.

His eyes narrowed and he looked at Xiao Chen, who was escaping quickly. The old man was completely angry. The clothes on his body kept agitating, and the wind was overflowing behind him. It belonged to the imposing rise of the imperial power of the Emperor.

"Give me back!"

The right hand opened a move forward, and a strong whirlwind was born in the palm of his hand, which rolled directly toward Xiao Chen.

This time, he did not have the slightest reservation, and the real thing in the body stirred up and played a strength of 10%.

The whirlwind quickly caught up with Xiao Chen, an irresistible suction, pulling Xiao Chen's body backwards step by step.

Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, two hundred meters, ... fifty meters, Xiao Chen resisted hard, but the body still left uncontrollably. This is caused by a huge gap in strength, and no skill can be avoided. .

"enough!"

After watching the Xuanyuan battlefield for a long time, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I spit out two words in my mouth, driving the mixed-blooded beast dragon Real Madrid, holding the square long squatting, and rushed straight over.

Behind the purple cloak fluttering, Fang Tian trenches above the blue dragons hovering, with infinite momentum, one person and one horse, the East China Sea Dragon King Xuanyuan battled the sky.

The Tsing Yi veteran looked a sinking, and did not dare to be too careless about this shackle. The palm of the hand whirls and stops blowing, and the palm of the hand greets the Xuanyuan battlefield.

boom!

Tsing Yi's ten masters of success, shot on top of the body, the hovering auger immediately shattered into a small purple dragon dragon air.

The power of the true Yuan, spread from the scorpion, the Long Real Madrid screamed, and the two front hooves were lifted up and looked down at any time.

Xuanyuan battled the sky with a force, the sound of the dragon's two-legged scorpion, fell again, facing the peak of the Emperor Wu, after all, it was over.