Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Hey!

Xiao Chen’s mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and his body continued to fly backwards. The huge rock was smashed by his body.

In the air, Qi Yuankai, the silk does not move, but there is a horrible knife wound on the chest, the residual electric light on the wound, still ringing in Ziz.

Rayman poured into the body, continually plundering, and the pain came, and Yuan Yuankai’s mouth twitched slightly, and the two thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

Looking down, looking at the chest, he broke open his inner armor, an eight-inch knife wound, and an unbelievable look in his eyes.

The moment of the electric light flint, the body of Yan Yuankai, in order to avoid the ubiquitous trajectory of the knife, according to Xiao Chen's action, he repeatedly evaded more than 30 times.

I thought that the trajectory of Xiao Chen’s knife was completely seen through, but the moment I finally played it, it was still thrown away, and Xiao Chen was smashed.

However, his reaction was also very fast, and the veteran battle experience made him not flustered. When the knife light just touched the chest, he hit the right shoulder of Xiao Chen.

With the palm of his hand, he suddenly slammed Xiao Chen and did not give Xiao Chen the opportunity to deepen his wounds.

The tyrannical exertion, through the body of Xiao Chen's body, and the offset of the inner layer of defense film, has been weakened by 50 or 60%, but still hurt Xiao Chen.

If it is not the body of Xiao Chen, it has reached the first-order sacred body. This palm is afraid to break the five internal organs of Xiao Chenzhen.

The strength of this person, even if it is not as white as snow, is definitely not far behind.

rub!

Xiao Chen stabilized his body shape and stepped on a boulder. His body leaned forward slightly, with a knife in his hand, and his eyes were sharp and sharp, and he looked at each other coldly.

"Zhu Yuankai, injured!"

Through the bouldering of the boulder, the buildings around the inn stayed with many warriors, and saw the scars in front of the chest of Qi Yuankai, and the depths of the eyes, all of them flashed a surprise.

"Strange, who is this kid, young, can actually fight with Yuan Yuankai, and hurt him."

"Yu Yuankai's cultivation has reached the second stage of the semi-sanctification. The name of the top ten wicked is not a name. When a nameless boy can hurt him."

"Haha, this is really a good show. You have been killing people for decades, and you don't know how much wealth you have robbed. If there is something really long and short, our chances may come."

Some people are surprised that more people are guilty of misconduct, and the eyes are killing the air, and their eyes are staring at Qi Yuankai.

This is the mixed city, no one who is here is a timid generation. Even if you are notorious, once you are seriously injured, no one will mind hitting a dropper.

Yan Yuankai looked calmly at Xiao Chen, behind the red belt like a silk thread, such as the undulating waves, the mighty heaven and earth aura, the rivers are generally surging.

The wind and the clouds rolling, the momentum of Qi Yuankai, constantly rising, the surrounding floating rocks, under the surging of the Heavenly Law, also ups and downs.

"Yes, I haven't seen such a wonderful knife-drawing technique for a long time. If it was 30 years ago, the old man would definitely have a good time with you, but unfortunately, with people's money and people's disasters, you will die today."

Yan Yuankai smiled and held his hands with Wujin gloves slowly, and the metal rubbed between them.

The blood shadow of the river fist, the voice fell, and Yuan Kaikai is a punch.

The law of heaven in the body, rushing out, the red light behind him suddenly shines, even the naked eye can capture the traces of blur.

The **** red rule of the heavens, the evil spirits skyrocketing, the dance between the top and bottom, the real thing between the heavens and the earth, is constantly absorbed into it.

Turned into a real yuan, with the Yuan Yuan Kai this punch, blasted away. The red fists form a **** head, and if the river flows backwards, it sweeps.

Hey!

Wherever passed, the boulder that blocks the road is all easily crushed into powder and goes with the wind.

Xiao Chen’s face was quiet, and Dacheng’s knife was poured into the blade. The blade kept vibrating and bursting with endless purple light.

The body tilted, the right hand slammed forward, the middle of the **** head in the blade, the introverted knife smashed, and the **** head was immediately burst into a blood.

Red light scattered, as if the blood is full of night sky, Qi Yuan Kai Haha smiled, and the fists danced, and the fists formed a **** head, roaring away.

Every **** head, the red color left in the air should be like a gloomy river.

The white shadow flickering, driving the Qinglong virtual shadow, Xiao Chen wielding the blade, entering and exiting in the boulder, calmly flying to the **** head, one by one crushed.

Yan Yuankai's face is distorted, the blue veins are exposed, and the whole person is in a state of madness. There are more than a dozen blood red heavenly laws behind him, constantly undulating, violently absorbing the aura between heaven and earth.

The fists are continually swaying, squatting in the river, criss-crossing, endless souls, screaming, and a scene of nine secluded sorrows, which appears in front of Xiao Chen.

"Awesome, I haven't seen it for a while, and Wu Yuankai's blood shadow is a martial arts fist, and there is progress. Even the nine secluded Luolu Purgatory can be displayed."

"That white robe kid also counted, but the top quality Wuhuang's cultivation, relying on the Thunder to kill the artistic conception, Dacheng's knife shadow, it is hard to fight two hundred strokes have not fallen into the wind."

"But compared with Qi Yuankai, he is still a little worse."

"When the nine sacred sacred purgatory maps are displayed, it is like a real purgatory. The attackers will not only be mentally upset, but under the cleansing of the river, even the Tianshan cold iron will be eroded."

The scope of the war has spread more and more. When it was learned that the top ten wicked people, Yuan Yuankai, had shot, the warriors who heard the news were more than ten times more than the original.

The smashing of the Kaiyuan martial arts broke, forming a nine-story Senlu purgatory, but also attracted a lot of praise.

Xiao Chen took a knife, shredded a fist, and looked at the horrible vision formed on the mighty river. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, and a sneer was evoked.

"The real purgatory can't trap me, let alone this is just a vision!"

The dragon is in the abyss, the dragon is in the sky, and Xiao Chen is standing cross-legged. Looking at the screaming Senlu Purgatory, there is a loud scream in the chest.

The crowded purple clouds at Dantian, the blossoming spread, turned into a thick and concise real element, wandering in every corner of Xiaochen's body.

The true dragon is soaring, the rapid accumulation, the power is like a mountain torrent, and the vastness is boundless. Xiao Chen couldn't help but scream and scream, attracting the thunder of the sky, and roaring.

In the night, the thunder and lightning teared the sky, and the sky seemed to be crushed.

Xiao Chen took a foot, and the night suddenly trembled, like a real dragon, breaking through the void, flying dragon in the sky.

With the knife and the sword, the real dragon is me, I am the real dragon, the edge of inexhaustible, the raging anger, only my unbeaten pride.

What nine Nether River, what Sen Luo purgatory, what ghosts crying, what evil monsters, all give me, broken!

Real Dragon Tengfei, earth-moving, no one can stop!

Xiao Chen, who screamed and shouted, immediately attracted the attention of countless people in the light of the electric light. Xiao Chen seemed to become an angry dragon and rushed away.

Hey!

The turbulent river, a respected evil spirit, a mourning soul, constantly broken, knife flashing, nine secluded map of the purgatory.

Between Yusumi, the knife was torn into pieces, and the horrible vision disappeared.

"How is it possible, the nine secluded Luo Purgatory map, was torn by this kid!"

On the competition of "the power of the martial arts of the heavens," Yuan Yuankai was defeated."

The exclamations came one after another, and everyone did not expect that Qi Yuankai’s trick was broken by the Xiao Chen’s decisive and leaveless traces.

Ghost shadow!

When he rushed, Xiao Chen won the first opportunity and showed his own martial arts without hesitation.

The surprise in Yan Yuankai’s eyes is not lower than anyone’s, but it’s also calmer than anyone’s. He’s stunned in the morning, his body is flickering, and his quick punches are resisting.