Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The upgrade of the knife and the sea into a ghost, enough to make Xiao Chen's strength directly increase by 20%, and now this move is finally a bit of the power of the martial arts.

In the sages, the predecessors of the predecessors once said that the power of this move will continue to rise with the strength, to the peak of the situation.

Exhibited, the sky is full of thousands of thousands of Jianguang, the formation of the sea of ​​fire, can burn half of the sky, the power of a sword can smash the sky.

Xiao Chen has been fascinated by this. It took so many days to get above it. It can be said that it is not wasted.

After another five days, in the case of a unique source of spirituality, Xiao Chen’s refinement of the late peak of the Emperor’s reign, has reached the bottleneck and can no longer rise any further.

On the top of Dantian, ninety-nine drops of purple real yuan liquid, with a thick luster, repaired to be thick and concise.

When Chen Chen tried several times, he could obviously feel an invisible barrier and hinder himself.

Among the barriers of flexibility, with a strong tenacity, it is very difficult to break the fear.

After several confirmations, Xiao Chen frowned slightly: "The first contribution, the ten rewards of the extra prizes are the Lingzhu, I am afraid it is not enough."

In this case, you must have enough Chinese products to return to the spirit beads to break the bottleneck.

"I don't want to, I have to go to collect the door and say it again. It's a big deal. I have to take a few more than three thousand points to contribute. It just takes a little time."

Today, I can already receive the door, and Xiao Chen washes it again. After finishing the clothes, I will go out.

All the way to go, met a lot of inner disciples, after seeing Xiao Chen, immediately flashed to the side, with a hint of awe and horror in his eyes.

Half a month ago, the leader of the five major factions of the inner door of Xiao Chen’s war, all of them defeated all five.

Then Situ Gang, who had a strong defeat to the sneak attack, was in the middle door, and the limelight was in the air, chasing the mysterious Yunfei language.

The means of Xiao Chen on the same day was also the decisive and decisive of the Thunder. Without any mercy, the arm of the five people was broken and it was unambiguous.

Recently, the news came out that he squeezed Yunfei language on the contribution list, and pushed him to the forefront. Many people are guessing when he and Yunfei will come to a contest.

The inner door Yunfei language, like Xiao Chen, has always been a loner, but no one dares to find him trouble, because the five people in the original Yu Zhiqiang also suffered a lot in his hands.

The two are not usually the kind of arrogant character they like, but they are all proud and unwilling to accept.

The so-called one mountain can not be two tigers, the two people's duel is necessary and inevitable, the title of the first person inside the door, there will always be only one.

Looking at the gaze of the surrounding, Xiao Chen has long been used to this, and will not move the extra mind to ignore the whispers of these people.

Entering the grand hall of the door to receive the door, the crowds are surging, and the inner hall is surrounded by the inner disciples who are waiting to receive the door.

Seeing a corner, Xiao Chen walked there casually, walking around, and passing a blue-shirt swordsman.

Just missed a few positions, the two stopped their steps, sensing the extraordinary things on the other side, and turned back.

Xiao Chen looked at this person. The Blue Mountain Swordsman was of medium build, thin and thin, with a cool face and thin lips. The two eyebrows are like carvings, very clean and neat.

Among the black eyes, there is a powerful sword like a waterfall, which is introverted and hidden. Only one look, the horrible sword can be made.

As a result of repairing, it has reached the initial state of the top quality Wuhuang, so that Xiao Chen feels a touch of pressure.

Invisible, this person and Chen Wei, the true disciple who I have seen, contrast, Xiao Chen found that this person will not be much worse than Chen Hao, very powerful.

Among the inner doors, who can have such a repair, bring such pressure to Xiao Chen, the answer has come to the fore, in addition to Yunfei language will no longer have anyone else!

When Xiao Chen looked at Yunfei language, the other party was also looking at him. At the end, Yunfei’s face showed some disdainful smile: “White robe knife guest Xiao Chen, yes, today I saw it.”

call out!

The voice fell, and the introverted sword in the eyes was like two sharp sharp edges, going toward Xiao Chen. The sword is screaming in the air, making a loud and sweet voice, passionate and exciting.

Xiao Chen’s eyes sank, his eyes contained swordsmanship, and he greeted him without fear. The perfect sixty percent of the sword, also with the line of sight, turned into a sharp edge, and went away.

Hey!

In the air, there were two sounds of crisp squeaking, as if there was a real warrior in the air, a fierce confrontation.

With the confrontation between the two, in the hall, the wind blew, blowing the two people's clothes constantly dancing.

The powerful swords and swords of the wind were released. In the hall, other disciples waiting to receive the door trembled at the same time.

A small number of disciples did not hold the hilt, the handle, and the blade of the swords, and they flew out in the temple.

In such a scene, everyone’s eyes were immediately placed on Yunfei and Xiao Chen.

"The two really met, and I knew that I would definitely fight."

"Xiao Chen is really strong. In the face of the 70% sword of Yunfei language, you can keep pace and fight against each other!"

On the faces of everyone, there was an extremely exciting color. It was even more shocking to see that Xiao Chen did not fall into the wind immediately.

However, it also made the two men's duel full of expectations. If Xiao Chen was defeated on the court, there would be no fun.

There was a slight flash of light in the eyes, and the hall was inconvenient to move. The Yunfei language embraced the sword, and the corner of the mouth rose faintly: "Perfect perfection, it is no wonder that there is a temper and I fight, but this is not enough. of."

"You are so self-sufficient, don't do something that makes you regret your life."

After the speech, not waiting for Xiao Chen to answer, Yunfeiyu turned directly to the main hall.

From the beginning to the end, I did not really put Xiao Chen in my eyes. After some temptation, I would not bother with Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen looked at the back of the other side, his face was slightly dignified, and Yunfei language was as good as the legend. The heart was higher than the sky, and no one was in sight.

Looking far away, Xiao Chen found four people outside the hall waiting for Yunfei language. The four men looked cold and looked like a tall one. No one nearby dared to be within 100 meters.

Seeing it from afar, I bowed gently and respectfully. Look at his waist card, they are all true disciples.

When I saw the arrival of Yunfei, the four people put down their bodies and talked with Yunfeiyu politely, and they walked toward the distance.

"It’s not a Yunfei language. Even the true disciple, the Chinese brothers, they are so polite to him." The disciples who saw this scene in the hall showed a hint of envy.

Looking at Xiao Chen, I feel that although Xiao Chen is in the limelight, it is still a lot worse than Yunfei.

Xiao Chen is thinking about some other things. Yunfei language suddenly rushed back to Zongmen in the last month, and was returned by the call of the true disciple.

I don't know if they are related to this trip. They can let Yunfei speak for a task of 3,000 contributions and give the first contribution.

Inevitably, there are huge hidden interests. Unfortunately, Xiao Chen’s body is weak, his heart is curious, and he can’t do anything to enter the real disciples.

Among the high-altitude outside the temple door, the other four true disciples of Tian Tianzong looked at the back of Yunfei’s group of people, and their faces looked dignified.

Two of them, Xiao Chen, recognized Chen Yu and Wang Cheng, and Chen Hao and Xiao Chen had some friendship.

Wang Cheng is facing the right hand side, a young man in black clothes said: "Hu brother, it seems that Huatianhu, they really find Yunfei language, and we are in danger."

The man in black, surnamed Hu, sighed softly: "The strength of Yunfei language, the deserved first door of the inner door, up to one year, can become a true disciple, with his help, the balance between us and Huatianhu It was broken."

"Or, we also find one from the inner disciples." The only delicate woman among the four, whispered.

The man in black, smiled bitterly: "It’s easy to talk about it. We are going to kill the eight-level peak beast. There are more wastes, and only the ones that are sent to death, maybe it will add chaos."

Everyone thinks about it too. The eight-level peak beast, the temperament can scare some people, and when they are in a hurry, they must be distracted to take care.

At this time, Chen Zhen remembered one person and said: "I know that one person may help us. He is a low-post, can take care of the flesh, and he takes the blood grass, and will not be afraid of the momentum of the eight-level peak beast. ""

"Who?"

The other three were hooked up and couldn’t help but look at Qi Qi’s visit to Chen. They explored and penanced all over the week, and they didn’t know much about the inner disciples.