Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Damn, Murong Chong's face is gloomy, and I didn't expect it to be defeated. Actually, Xiao Chen gave it to such a situation.

However, at this time, he could not be allowed to think about it. The sly light column contained the horrible thunder, and he shot at him quickly.

Three styles of Fengyun, seeing the clouds!

Murong Chong roared, his body fluttering, his clothes and agitation, the wind blowing a stream of air around him, the white clouds in the sky drifting.

On the top of the blade, a bright column of light was also lit up, and the mood of the wind and the cloud ushered in the sorrow of Xiao Chen.

The two beams of light, one white and one purple, were pulled quickly, and after a while, they fell together.

boom!

The beams collide and form a huge chaotic vortex between the flatlands. Immediately above the ground, an infinite hole is blown out.

There are countless dusts above the hole, rising from the sky, a circle of visible waves of the naked eye, pouring out all around, and flying all the dust above the ring.

The ground above the entire platform was divided, and numerous huge mud whistling and whistling, the dust was flying, and the ground was flattened more than ten meters, showing how terrible the power of the two moves was.

Looking at the waves coming from the pavement, Xiao Chen sighed and slammed it out, suddenly broke through the rolling waves, and the gods locked the figure of Murong Chong, and quickly rushed.

The dirt and boulders that were in front of him were all cut open, and they did not resist the footsteps of Xiao Chen.

Murong Chong's face was gloomy, and he threw out a few vigorous knives. He smashed the rushing waves and rocks, all of which crushed Xiao Chen's figure in the wind.

With a cold sigh, the toes are heavier on the ground and go straight ahead.

call out!

In the dust of the sky and the raging wind, the two saw each other at the same time, and the body leaped and leaped, murderous in the air, and did not hesitate to attack.

Hey!

All of the entire platform is full of electric currents and winds, and there are huge muds that fly in the sky, and the dust that covers the sky, it is very chaotic.

The audience on the entire flying platform stood up, and they tried their best to see the situation under the stage.

"How can I not see how the two people are doing, only to hear the sound."

"I can see a little bit, but the speed of the two is too fast, only two fuzzy figures can be found."

"There are too many dusts, and currents and squalls also interfere with the line of sight, but the two are really fierce and crazy."

Despite the hard work, there are still many warriors who are not enough to repair the situation. Only a small part, cultivated as a relatively deep core disciple, can capture the figure of the two.

But I can't fully understand that in addition to the people in the Presbyterian meeting, only Liu Ruyue can completely see the situation on the field.

"Sister, how is the situation." Liu Suifeng asked anxiously next to Liu Ruyue.

Liu Ruyue’s complex look and his persevering eyes are always tangled and painful. The trembling voice said: “They are crazy, how can this be?”

Dust is flying, the electric light is shining, and the wind is roaring. The Murong Chong and Xiao Chenxi are filled with blood. No one is complete.

The two men walked around the ground, the two were close in speed, and wanted to completely avoid the opponent's attack, and it was very difficult to hurt the opponent.

Basically, if you hurt me, I can give you a knife right away.

Both of them are red-eyed at the moment, and they don't care about the scars everywhere. They will run their vitality. You are more embarrassed than me. I only see who can persist for longer.

Both sides have certain advantages. The advantage of Xiao Chen is that the body is strong and the body's ability to withstand is stronger than Murong. Murong Chong is a high-level repair, the body's vital reserves are more than Xiao Chen, you can have more energy, to consume.

If the two of them stop standing like this, it will definitely be the result of both losses and the same results.

Hey!

A thunderbolt fell, and a piece of flying mud was hit into countless dust. Xiao Chen combined with the sword of Lei's artistic conception and ushered in a knife of Murong Chong with the wind and the cloud.

The blades touched each other, and a harsh sound of screaming sounded in the air. The two artistic situations touched each other and burst into a fierce enthusiasm. The dust within a hundred meters was suddenly cleared.

The two returned 100 meters each, and the white blood was on the blade, and the blood fell down bit by bit, hehe.

Murong Chong cold channel: "A knife is determined to win."

"Yes." Xiao Chen tightened the handle of the hand, and responded faintly. The blood on the handle was connected to the palm of the hand, as if the knife was part of flesh and blood.

So far, both of them have already understood that if they go on like this, there will be no result. It is the best way to resolve the deadlock.

When the voice fell, Murong Chong’s body suddenly gathered countless gusts of wind. In a moment, the dust and the mud behind him and the scattered currents were all expelled.

Only the purest wind is left, and the clouds in the sky are rolling, continuous, rapid, and the sky is changing and the wind is rising.

The momentum of Murong Chong rose sharply, and he was sent out from the body of a king.

Although the king's will is only a trace, but it is full of supreme majesty, spread to the audience around the audience, everyone feels the momentum of this king, the heart gives birth to a faint cult.

Xiao Chen’s heart was slightly shocked. Murong Chong actually skipped the enlightenment of the artistic conception and touched the existence of a sense of artistic conception, and it was still the extremely high will of the king.

You press me with the power of the king, then I will press you with the power of the gods. Xiao Chen’s face is calm, and the heart is faint.

The thunderclouds above the sky began to gather together, and finally formed a huge thundercloud vortex, which was as long as a hundred feet in the vortex.

Every rotation of the lap, there are countless thunder properties, heaven and earth aura, into the middle of the road, lightning across the sky, suspended above the ring, a supreme **** spread from it.

Hey!

There were thousands of horses and rumors in the whirlpool, and the sound of roaring and screaming, this sound finally summed together to form a sly electric light. A knight with a golden thunder, a golden rifle in his hand, reveals a half-body from the whirlpool.

This is the rushing roar after the change, the integration of all the thunder knights, incorporating a glimpse of the gods into the pressure, forming a true single martial arts.

The golden tip of the gun pointed directly at the Murong Chong on the ground, and the thunder of the thunder spread, and the Murong, who was climbing to the peak of the king, stamped.

Two invisible momentums, colliding in the air, entangled and entangled, bursting into a rippled water curtain in the air.

Run the roar!

叱咤风云!

At the same time, the two men shouted, the golden thunder knight, the long gun down, driving the golden horses chasing the clouds, with a trace of divine power, passing through the space to go toward Murong.

Murong’s gust of wind stopped, the clouds above his head were not rolling, and there was a loneliness between heaven and earth. Only the wind and the wind broke through the nine days and violently waved out.

The knives of the knives rushed into the sky, and slammed into the golden thunder knight, but it was a knife with the will of the king. The kind of momentum that never goes forward and arrogates the heavens and the earth makes the heavens and the earth move.

The golden thunder ride of Xiao Chen is the essence of the gods. The power of the gods and the people is simulated by Xiao Chen according to the divine power left by the saints in the silver warship.

Although it is not an authentic god, but when Murong Chong has just realized a trace of the will of the king, he can easily overcome it.

How can the king of the people overcome the heavenly gods, unless Murong Chong comprehends the will of the gods, otherwise there is no chance of winning.

The golden thunder rides, the long guns dance, the dazzling golden lightning condenses behind him, and gathers into a golden gun. The Murong Chong, who hits the gun, contains the sword of the king's will.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The air exploded and the two wills fought fiercely in the air, and a loud explosion rang. In the calm air, like a wave of waves, the whole space became blurred.

call out!

The golden knight, brushing it, shot a smashed Murong Chong's knife, driving a golden horse, falling into the sky, and drawing a golden streamer.

Murong Chong's cold face was slightly disappointing. When the tip of the gun was about to reach over the chest, the blade flew quickly, and the thin blade was against the golden tip.

boom!

Under the control of Xiao Chen, the Cavaliers exploded and the horrible powers all gathered on the tip of the gun. They spit out a blood from Murong and the body flew out.

Xiao Chen is in a dizzy mood. In addition to consuming a lot of vitality, this trick consumes more of the source of the gods and simulates a **** power, almost exhausting his original knowledge.

The tip of the tongue was against the teeth, and Xiao Chen’s bite went down. The huge pain came and the feeling of dizziness was finally better.

The tip of the toes was a little faster on the ground, and the body leaped and leaped straight into the chest of Murong Chong.

Murong Chong people fell in the air, the body was injured by lightning, and the spirit was also suppressed by the influx of Shenwei, completely lost the ability to resist.

Xiao Chen’s wrist trembled, and the original knife that stabbed Murong’s heart deviated from the distance of five centimeters.

Murong Chong fell from the air, the pain in the chest, so that the spirit is restored, at this moment his hair is disordered, the blood of the mouth is not clean, the body is wounded everywhere.

The two people's artistic powers are all exhausted, the wind is no longer roaring, the clouds are not rolling, the thunder is dissipated, the dust is falling, and the moment is silent, only the sound of two people falling on the ground.

"Murong Chong, actually defeated by Xiao Chen, how is it possible."

The glare of the sun shone from the nine days, and the audience on the field looked at the scene on the ring, all surprised.

Xiao Chen, who was not optimistic about the crowd, actually defeated Murong Chong, who has been ranked No. 1 on the Tiandaoge Billboard.

Looking at the expressionless face, Xiao Chen, who is also nowhere to go, Murong Chong’s cold face shows a bitter smile, murmured: "Why not kill me."

"I have no big enmity with you, you have saved my life, it is two clear." Xiao Chen said calmly.

Murong Chong’s cold face suddenly showed some angry expression, saying: “Your heart is not in Qingyun, why should you grab my things.”