Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

"Call me into the torture hall?"

Feng Tianhua sneered: "What qualifications do you have to beat me into the torture chamber? Do you know what the current leader of the upper bound is, and what is the relationship with Wanjia?"

"It’s really ignorant, Fengjia almost because you were killed, you know it!"

"Today's ambassador is the grandson of the great man of Wanjia. Three days ago, it was the picker who personally took the Philippine niece."

Three consecutive words, with a very fast speech rate, spit out from the air of Feng Tianhua, let the air's momentum be one of the condensation.

Feng Tianming's face could not be changed. I didn't expect things to become so troublesome. I murmured: "It has long been rumored that ten years ago, Wanjia Wusheng, who made great efforts to pass his grandson to Fenglong City. In the world, I can’t think of it.

Can be mixed to the location of the Wushen Palace to pick up the messenger, that Wanfeng in the Kunlun world must not be underestimated, the relationship is also quite extensive.

When he came here, he was afraid that he would completely open up the connection between Wanjia and the upper bound. In the next millennium, the status of Wanjia in Tianwu mainland would be even more unbreakable.

Feng Tianhua's face is even more sneer, and he screamed: "Now I know, who is the sinner of the Feng family? It is a marriage with Wanjia. It is nothing to harm our Feng family. You have always pushed three resistances and four. Set the Feng family on the dead road."

"As you, just look at your own personal interests, what qualifications are good to be the patriarch of the Feng family. Fengjia's big industry, the interests of tens of thousands of people, you don't care, what face do you still rely on the patriarch Location."

With the support behind the family, Feng Tianhua did not put Feng Tianming in his eyes. He borrowed the resources from Wanjia, and many of the top executives in the family were also bought by him.

He is now in a downturn. He wants to drive Feng Tianming from the position of the patriarch and he will be the patriarch and round out his dreams for decades.

Going forward and taking a step forward, Feng Tianhua pointed to the nose of Feng Tianming: "Thirty years ago, when the father chose you as the patriarch, I was not convinced. You look at the current Feng family, but still almost It was crushed by the Jin family of the Tang Dynasty. You said that you have the ability to be the patriarch!"

Feng Tianhua has many people behind him. He is the group of people who support him. He also went forward and blamed Feng Tianming for his fault.

The other side's voice was like a rainbow, and the momentum suddenly overwhelmed the angry Feng Tianming, pressing on him step by step.

Feng Tianming’s heart was burning in anger. Feng Tianhua not only sold his daughter, but also turned his head to accuse him of all kinds of things. He wanted to kick him down as a patriarch.

It is simply unreasonable, but the gang of his own brothers, who are standing on the other side at the moment, let him have a mouthful of arguments and can’t tell.

"Feng Tianming, I will leave you some face. You are now withdrawing the position of the patriarch. Otherwise, hold the Presbyterian Conference, impeach you in public, count your guilt, you must not only lose the position of the patriarch, but also be beaten back to the clan. Don't!"

Feng Tianhua's face showed a gloomy smile, and it seemed to be in the chest, the position of the patriarch, and it was already in his bag. No one could change it.

"Tianming brother, since ancient times, the position of the patriarch is a capable person. If you are incompetent, take the initiative to withdraw."

"Even if we hold the elders' meeting, we will vote for the big brother of Tianming. You can't retreat. In fact, the results are the same."

"Go back early, don't have the ability, don't rely on it."

A group of people behind him also made a lot of noise, causing great pressure on Feng Tianming.

Feng Tianhua's mouth sneered with a sneer, looking at Feng Tianming, quietly waiting for the other's answer.

"Uninteresting!"

Such quarrels, Xiao Chen is really not interested in listening, and I don’t know what Feng Tianming is still hesitating. The other party is going to make you die, and what the mother-in-law is doing.

Feng Feixue has been taken away. The most important thing now is to hurry to Jinguo and bring people back. How can I have a time with this group of wolves?

It’s a man, it’s broken!

Roar!

The sound of a dragon in the body sounded, Xiao Chen face no expression, too lazy to talk to Feng Tianming any nonsense, suddenly, is a mad dragon, rushing toward the other side.

The dragon roared, and between the flats, there was a shadow of the dragon in the foot of Xiao Chen. Under the undulations, with a fierce wind, the tyrannical faucet, rolled away.

This punch, the momentum is amazing, the mighty and boundless, and without any warning, will have a well-thought-out, and Feng Tianhua, who is still waiting for the answer, is shocked.

He never imagined that someone would attack him in public at this time, and the shot was still so embarrassing.

Under the circumstance, even the long sword at the waist did not have the opportunity to pull out. Taking a step back, the right hand punched up and slammed the real element, and wanted to block the punch directly.

boom!

The fists collided, the violent force exploded, forming a circle of horrible waves, and some people around them were forced to withdraw.

The hard stone pillars on both sides of the cloister show a mottled crack, which is always falling.

Feng Tianhua's throat was sweet, and a blood was immediately poured out from the corner of his mouth. The other party's temperament directly shattered him, and he injured his internal organs.

"Who are you, dare to come to the Feng family to scatter wild, do you want to die?" Feng Tianhua yelled.

Xiao Chen simply did not talk nonsense with him. The other party has the cultivation of the Chinese royal martial artist. He must take advantage of this opportunity to win the battle and directly win it.

Otherwise, let him go back and hold his feet, and the trouble will be big.

At the foot of the Qinglong virtual shadow, roaring again and again, between the ups and downs, Xiao Chen blinked into the front of Feng Tianming, the whole body strength between the periosteum.

With one fist and one claw, in the case of not integrating the real yuan, there is a million kilograms of force, and the speed of the shot is extremely fast, and the running of the force can be faster than the mobilization of the real yuan.

Hey!

Feng Tianhua only had time to mobilize half of the real yuan should be recruited, and was beaten by Xiao Chen, and the wind was whistling, and his body was immediately covered with scars.

"Damn, give me a roll!"

Under the eyes of the public, it was so embarrassed by a junior, Feng Tianhua finally moved the real fire, and the real face of the real thing burned up.

"Tianhua, forced to burn the real yuan!"

Other people who have already withdrawn from the cloister are also amazed. Feng Tianhua was a Chinese martial artist very early, and he was forced to burn the real yuan so quickly.

Even more surprised by others, Feng Tianhua, who burned the real yuan, punched Xiao Chen with a punch, and did not even withdraw Xiao Chen.

In the face of Feng Tianhua, who burned the real yuan, Xiao Chen was not surprised at all. It was expected that this would be the case, and the strength and the real-yuan fusion offensive did not stop.

The rolling waves crashed into the air, reflecting the air with a trace of ambiguity. Feng Tianhua retired ten steps, while Xiao Chen only retired eight steps.

boom!

The curved cloister could no longer withstand the smashing of the two people's aftermath, and when they slammed, they all collapsed and became ruins.

Hey!

At the same time, the two men exerted their strength, and all the fallen boulders were all fried into powder and went with the wind.

Seeing the burning of the real yuan, did not really take advantage of it, Feng Tianhua's face is extremely terrible, and the right hand brush is buckled on the waist of the hilt.

"Tianhua brother, you have to get a sword, that kid is definitely finished."

"Yes, Tianhua brother swordsmanship has already reached 40%. When the sword is recruited, ten strokes will defeat this person."

"This kid is not dead, and Feng Tianming will not cover him."

Feng Tianhua’s cousins, speaking in a few words, apparently were very annoyed at the sudden emergence of Xiao Chen.

call out!

The sword was squirted, and the sword of the scorpion filled out. The whole blade trembled constantly. In the blink of an eye, all the sword blades of the sword felt the sword uncontrollably.

Feng Tianhua jumped up and looked sinister. The real Yuan Ning and the sword front were matched with the sixty percent of the sword, forming a sharp sword.

The gang of people, each with a happy look on their faces, defeated this kid, and Feng Tianming would have one more guilty.

Hey!

But the smile on these people's faces can't come to converge, and the shadow knife of Xiao Chen's waist has already taken out. Sixty percent of the sword, with the real body concealed in the body, forming a purple light dazzling knife.

Rubbing!

There is no chance between the knife and the mans, and the sword is like a piece of wood. It is broken in half and waits until the light is gone.

In the hands of Feng Tianhua, only half of the long swords are left. The other one is broken in the air and turned into a rainy sky. It bursts out and pierces the small cracks in the void.

One trick, between Xiao Chen's exit, he will directly smash the other's long sword into two halves and defeat the other side.

This kind of strength not only makes Feng Tianhua's gangs dumb, but Feng Tianming himself is also surprised and confused.