Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Xiao Chen heard the words, the slightest glimpse in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change. Wang Quan said it was right. He was really too low. The eight giants even had the half-step repair of Wu Huang Dacheng.

The stronger ones are half-steps of the Emperor Wuhuang's peak, and he only has half a step to the imperial court, but there is not much problem.

The purple thunder is the supreme rule of the comprehension. It can completely smash the heavenly martial arts of the martial arts. His vitality and conciseness are stronger than those of the people.

Unless those people have developed a sea of ​​knowledge, they have begun to try to use the spiritual power to refine the real yuan, which is a bit of a hassle, of course, just a matter of trouble.

Wang Quan’s face flashed a glimmer of look and continued: “You also think about the problem, right. As far as I know, Bai Qi has already opened up the sea three months ago, and now the body is afraid of One-fifth of the refinement became a real yuan, and Sima Lingxuan was even more powerful. It has already opened up the sea of ​​understanding six months ago."

Xiao Chen’s look was light, and he came out of the other side and deliberately wanted to break his state of mind. He interrupted: “If you gossip, you should have one tenth of your strength to become a real yuan. Can I climb to the top, even though you Try it!"

In the poem of Xiao Chen, Wang Quan sank down and sneered: "The power of the real yuan is not something you can imagine. I want you to retreat. If you want to fight, you can only fulfill you."

The left hand loosens the demon dragon whip that is wound into a circle, and attaches the real element in the body to the demon dragon whip. The soft long whip seems to live alive between the moments. The void will be opened and a small crack will fall, and it will fall toward Xiaochen.

As the whip slipped, the tiny crack in the space quickly closed. Obviously, although this whip could break the void, it was rather stubborn.

Snapped!

The speed of the demon dragon whip falls quickly, chasing electricity quickly, and being as fast as a rabbit. The brush changes the image of Xiao Chen’s leftovers into a crush, and the whip falls to the ground.

The wind thunder immediately blasted a gap, and the endless dragon spread out, and it was so powerful that it was a bit stunned.

Xiao Chen’s eyes flashed a trace of color, and he turned around gently, causing the Qinglong Tengyun to swim fast in the wind thunder, first avoiding its edge.

There are very few whippers on the Tianwu continent, because the whip is too difficult to practice, and it is too talented. But once someone has become a big man, it will be quite difficult, just like the royal power in front of him.

The characteristics of the unpredictable whip technique have been brought to the extreme, and with the help of the real yuan, Xiao Chen actually retreats and can not find a good counterattack node.

"The vitality is really incomparable with the real yuan. There is too much difference. This royal power has opened up the sea of ​​knowledge."

"This time Xiao Chen has lost, but unfortunately, the time for him to grow up is still too small. The ages of the world are two or three years older than him. Otherwise, he will start to refine the real yuan."

"It’s really a bad injury, and there’s nothing wrong with the technique.”

Looking at Xiao Chen, who is dodging around, the audience’s voice on the stage is worthless for Xiao Chen.

"Hey, you don't understand the knife in the white robe knife, and the one-handed knife is even more powerful. How can you even pull out the knife?"

Holding the demon dragon whip, Wang Quan had a faint smile on his face and a long whip dance. For a while, the soft snake will come out of the hole, and it will be as hard as a thousand mountains and cold stones. The demon dragon whip is like an extra arm in his hand.

Between the rigid and soft transitions, naturally skilled, all kinds of martial arts can only be used by the long whip, such as the blast of wind and rain, the squatting squatting generally toward the Xiao Chen.

The long whip is waving, forming a light curtain that does not leak water, and will force Xiao Chen step by step toward the rear.

The demon dragon whip on the real element, it is to lift the power of this light curtain to an extreme, a whip shadow across the room, as if to cut the void into countless spaces.

Wang Quan glanced at the wind and thunder enchantment not far from Xiao Chen, and sneered: "I still don't pull the knife, the ghost whip!"

The wrist was forced to shake three times in the air. The two-meter-long demon dragon whip danced thousands of whip shadows, and changed into countless horrible alien evil spirits. The group of devils danced like a nine-pronged purgatory.

There is no retreat in the future, and there is a purgatory composed of whip shadows. The king is forced to fight with Xiao Chen.

There is no way to retreat, no way to enter, then war!

Xiao Chen stopped and took roots, standing firmly on the wind and thunder, like an old tree, a fierce storm, blowing from the front, blowing the clothes and dancing.

But the body bones are not moving, the freedom is arrogant, not afraid of this ghost purgatory, not afraid of the radiant real elements above the lashes.

The right hand is held on the handle, and the moonshadow knife slowly pulls out an inch, and the light shines, and the knife keeps improving.

10%, 30%, 30%, Xiaocheng, 40%, continue to improve!

Wait until the dark and long moonshadow knife, when all the sheaths, Xiao Chen's limit is 60%, and all of them are uncontrollable. The dazzling time of the knife is dazzling and dazzling.

"60%! It is really 60%, although it has not reached the point of perfect control, but it really has 60% of the knife!"

"Completely surpassing the white-small Xiaocheng's knives, only one step will be able to achieve Dacheng's care."

"This is his knife, afraid that the sword of Sima Lingxuan can not be suppressed."

The warriors in the audience had a lot of arguments, and they couldn’t think of Xiao Chen’s cards. Not only were they surprised.

The eight giants, their faces are also dignified, especially white, with a fascinating look in their eyes. For a long time, he has been the first knives of the younger generation.

The sword that Xiao Chen played out, but completely broke his aura of this layer, the knife is more than 20% higher than him.

The right fist is clenched, and there is some self-consolation in white: "The knife is nothing, I have the four seasons knife, and no knife will be my opponent, absolutely not."

Chu Chaoyun saw this scene and smiled lightly: "The 60% knife is not mature, but it is enough to laugh."

The people of Tiandaoge, who were worried about Xiao Chen, and Xiaobai and others, all sighed with relief.

Hey!

Sixty percent of the sword, Xiao Chen can not fully grasp, a powerful knife. Uncontrollable swarming toward the four sides, there are demon evil spirits that have been transformed by the real yuan, and the swords that have been brushed are turned into nothingness.

Without the slightest resistance, 60% of the swordsmanship is far superior to everyone's expectations. The king's power only refines one-tenth of the true yuan, which is simply not enough to see. The situation on the battlefield is instantly reversed.

The wind rises, the clouds move, and the clouds gather with the wind!

Under the blessing of Liucheng, Xiao Chen used the starting style of the robbery knife method, with the trend of the wind, annihilating countless demons and ghosts, breaking the sorrowful purgatory.

Wandering on the real element of the king's body, a slamming sound came, and the true Yuan Shield trembled, but it was extremely stubborn and did not collapse.

Wang Quan was shocked by a **** stain, haha ​​smiled: "I have a true Yuan shield, born in an invincible position, you are not enough to concise the six cents, absolutely can not break my true yuan shield."

"Ignorance, do I need to break open?"

Xiao Chen said softly, under the rapid rotation of the crystal cyclone in the body, all the vitality of the scorpion converges above the blade, and the thunder of the time hopping is under the blessing of the sword, like a purple sun.

boom!

In the body, 10% of the vitality, 60% of the knife is fully assisted, mixing this limit of the Thunder mood. Under the knife, Wang Quan spit out a blood in his mouth, and the whole person was directly flung out.

The powerful true Yuan Shield, undulating and undulating, turned out of the road, still did not collapse, but through the pure force of the way, but the king's internal organs were shocked.

"Don't fight, I admit defeat!" Wang Quan, who fell to the ground, felt very painful. Seeing Xiao Chen, he still had to come forward to fight, and quickly confessed to losing.

His real yuan has almost been exhausted, and Xiao Chen has another knife. It is not enough for the real yuan at night, and it must be torn apart.

The seven-footed golden dragon on the head, immediately Xiao Chen's Jinlong swallowed a full stroke, the light is bleak, only the length of more than five feet.

Xiao Chen’s Golden Dragon is dazzling and full of enthusiasm, reaching the length of seven feet and five.

After receiving the knife and returning to the shackle, Xiao Chen was ready to go down the platform, and paused. He said to the king of the earth: "I am not really high, but you can't stop me. Even without this six percent, I It is easy to defeat you."