Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

昊天宗岳晨曦, the last five countries to compete for the top 30 players, but this five-nation hegemony is a strong rise.

In the fiercely contested primaries, the Nangong Shijia Nangong Ziyue was squeezed out and the seed players were qualified in one fell swoop, thus attracting attention.

With the pride of the children of the Nangong Ziyue family, it is certainly not going to look at such things in vain. She will definitely find a way to regain her own honor.

There must be a battle between her and Yue Chenxi, and now on the wind and thunder, the two finally stood together.

At the corner of Fujian and Taiwan, Nangong Ziyue looks at the beautiful scenery, and the beautiful and moving Yue Chenxi, calmly said: "Take out all your strengths, otherwise you will lose quickly. I have not played half of the strength on the primary election. ""

Yue Chenyi smiled lightly and said the opposite direction: "Let's see if you have this ability. I will tell you, I don't even use 40% of the strength?"

To say nothing, no verbal confrontation, naturally can not decide who is the real winner.

war!

Nangong Ziyue did not say a word, and put out the hand-style of the immortal boxing of the mountains and rivers, and immediately flew away toward Yuechen.

Between the walks, there is a sound of running water, and the sounds of the water are screaming, the mountains and the mountains are undulating, the mountains and the mountains are stacked, and the landscape is degenerated from the blink of an eye.

The fists out, the mountains do not move, the water does not flow, the landscape of the mountains and rivers gathers above the boxing front, with the strength of their own cultivation, playing the void, creaking, and the big wind and thunder are shaking.

If the boxing is loud, the Quartet is shocking!

Taking a step forward on the right foot, Yue Chen’s right fist is clenched, and the beautiful face is above the face. The face is cautious, and it’s obvious that he does not dare to look down.

But there is no fear of the slightest fear. In the face of this trembling punch that has been blasted, the same straight fist greets the past.

At the moment when the double fists touched each other, the landscape of Nangong Ziyue was immediately pressed without reservation. In an instant, the mountains were ups and downs, the waters were rushing, and the stocks were boundless and inexhaustible.

"burst!"

A light drink, Yue Chen's slightly sinking body suddenly stood up, and a dazzling light above the box exploded.

The radiance is dazzling, like the dawning sun, tearing the darkness of the dawn, shining red and dusting, spreading over the mountains and rivers.

Layers stacked on top of the mountain, suddenly covered with golden light, above the rushing water, is also a sparkling.

I have previously suspected the strength of Yue Chen’s northern murder. I saw this scene and I was a little surprised: “There is a big disappointment, others are breaking the landscape with a broken face. This Yue Chenyi actually wants a sigh of relief. The entire landscape was completely destroyed, and the Nangong Ziyue was completely defeated."

Hey!

The two boundless boxing forces, this moment of fierce confrontation, the entire wind thunder can not stop shaking, the surrounding wind and thunder enchantment, but also constantly wave, offset the impact of the waves.

One side takes the mountain river as the trend, and one side takes the rising sun as the trend, and it is not the general mood.

There are also differences in the artistic conception. For example, one person takes the river as the trend, and one person takes the advantage of Wang Yang. Whose concept is strong and obvious.

But the more it is a big mood, the harder it is to master perfection, the more difficult it is to control, the more flaws there will be, and the ultimate test of the talent of the military.

You are taking advantage of Wang Yang, and there is not enough talent and strength to control. Maybe even a small warrior with a small pool can't cope. Because the artistic conception of others is perfect, your artistic conception is full of flaws, and it will collapse immediately after a little hard spelling.

Yue Chenxi and Nangong Ziyue are obviously super geniuses, and their respective artistic conceptions are magnificent. However, they are also very familiar with the roads. There is no obvious flaw.

The ray burst, the mountains undulating, and the waves roared, and the two quickly got on a hundred strokes, huge power fluctuations, so that the wind thunder had already cracked a gap and leaked the dragon.

Every punch of Nangong Ziyue has driven the general trend of the whole mountain and river, and it has been like a whole mountain.

Yue Chenxi is not retreating. He will display the Chaoyang dynasty to the extreme, and the clouds will pervade. Every punch is full of light, and the mountains and mountains that have been crushed will be directly blasted back.

The powerful artistic conception of the cloud and the artistic conception of light complement each other. In cooperation with the Chaoyang fist, it is even more powerful and does not lose the other side of the mountain.

The martial artists on the audience table, sighing and sighing, the two women who look pretty and pretty, the power of the body is so powerful.

That amazing power has made some male warriors sigh.

"It’s too horrible. It’s such a big force with a punch. I’m afraid I can only accept three punches at most.”

"Oh, you will blow it, you really use your fist to pick it up. I promise that you can't catch half of your fists. That's all big."

"Yes, if you have the power of light, one side of the mountain is immortal, and one side is dawning, enough to rank the top five of all players."

On the occasion of everyone's discussion, the match between the stage and the stage is also getting more and more fierce, and the sound of the dragon is lingering.

Yue Chenxi has already moved the situation back, taking the initiative, between the sun and the sun, there is a colorful long bridge in the void, she stood on the Rainbow Bridge, and came and went like a fairy in the sky.

Behind the clouds, the body of the fists rang, and there was always a ray of light breaking through the clouds. The golden fists of the wind, such as the shackles from the Heavenly Palace, continued to fall toward the Nangong Ziyue on the ground.

Oh la la!

There is no trace of water, the Wanli Mountain River is swaying, and a tight purple robes can't hide the curvy appearance of Nangong Ziyue. She walks in the mountains and waters.

Look at the mountains and greenery, listen to the sound of water, Juanjuan, walk between the mountains and rivers, the heart is like water, the fist peak has become implicit and restrained.

Only the golden light that fell in the sky, smashed one by one, fell a little bit brilliant, and passed away with the water.

Can be a moment of silence, not for the eternal silence, but for the moment of the eruption, until then, the mountains dance, the water roars, the miles of mountains and rivers are immortal!

After a hundred strokes, Nangong Ziyue screamed, the calm water, the comfortable mountain, suddenly moved.

Hey!

The water roared and stunned the Taoist water column and went straight into the sky; the mountains danced, the shaking of the heavens and the earth was shaken, and the Kun Kun was upside down.

Carrying this infinite trend, in the vision of the sky and the water column, the Nangong Ziyue rises up and moves toward the overpass, and Yuechen, surrounded by clouds, flies away.

Rub and rub!

When the body is not here, the fist wind has not arrived, and the general trend will break the colorful bridge in the sky and the inch of the town into a ray of light and sprinkle.

One punch is for the mountain, one punch is for the river, and the Wanli Mountain River is immortal, and the eight seas are the only ones for me! Nangong Ziyue once had a fleeting domineering, this moment appeared again, smiling and arrogant.

In the midst of the mist, Yue Chenyi smiled lightly, and through the dawn of flowers, he was promoted to the thirteenth heavy sun, and all launched.

call out!

In an instant, the whole sky suddenly darkened, the night was drooping, and the darkness was endless. At this moment, the time seems to be so slow that even the punch of the Nangong Ziyue, in the eyes of everyone, becomes clear and visible.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it is a moment, maybe a hundred years, a round of sunrise from the east, and instantly, the light shines, the whole world is once again a bright future.

In the contrast of the night, the round of the sun is more dazzling, boundless, and the dawn of the sun.

Only after experiencing the real darkness, the fire of the rebirth, the mood of the dawning sun can become perfect.

In order to spread the brilliance of thousands of miles!

Under the flaming sun, at the moment when the last trace of darkness was torn, the graceful and graceful Yuechen sang, and met the immortal fist of Nangong Ziyue.

Boom!

At the moment when the fists touched each other, Nangong Ziyue was behind the mountain, and the collapse of a building, the water that never stops, also formed a whirlpool under this fist, completely stopped.

The mountain is broken, the water is broken, the mountain is running out of water, and the Nangong Ziyue spits out a blood, and the domineering arrogance of the heroes is not lost under the sun.

Until then, the weakness of a little girl, such as catkins, fell on the ground.

On the huge wind and thunder, the dragons filled the air, and the sound of the dragons kept sounding.

Although the sun in the sky has faded a lot, it still rises proudly and sprinkles the light to the square.