Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The Taoist platform started, Xiao Chen, Yun Fei and Nan Gongfeng three people, the figure is awkward, the space is transformed, and everything is in the air.

It is a turbulent time and space, it is not easy to touch and tamper, otherwise it will be lost.

When the vision returned to normal, Xiao Chen found himself on a larger road.

In the Taoist platform, there are many people like him. Each of them is deep and profound, and it has a strong momentum.

Between the eyebrows, there are hidden hearts, and each one is a superstar.

Or look cold, or look proud, most of them, like Xiao Chen, look at other people.

I want to come, these people are the one hundred and ten people who want to join Tianmeng this time.

Who are the four kings?

Knife Wumeng, the **** of death, the wind, the sword, the son of the son, the gun king ink rain.

Xiao Chen’s heart was curious and thought that his eyes fell on a big man with a big eyebrow and a scum.

Hu Zhan Dahan carries an old dragon tooth knife. The knives are staggered and the shape is weird. It looks fierce. As if, at any time, you can become a beast and be a curse.

Knife Wumeng recalled the face that Lei Hao described to himself, as if it was him.

The knife, Wumeng, sensed Xiao Chen’s gaze and grinned. However, this face, laughing is not very good-looking, it is even more terrible.

Xiao Chen nodded slightly, believing the other party's smile.

It’s so cold!

Suddenly, inexplicably hit a chill, a terrible chill, sweeping all directions.

I saw an indifferent youth carrying a long gun, appearing on the platform, and glanced at the road.

The chill is from the sight of his eyes and spread out.

It is the gun king ink rain, this person's ice ice domain, should be cultivated to a certain realm.

Xiao Chen secretly thought, his own thunder domain should be against the other side.

Hey!

The shock brought by the gun king ink rain has not yet passed, and the meaning of death is pervasive. People feel uncomfortable, creepy, and have to spur the real yuan to dispel this dead air.

"Death forest wind!"

Nangongfeng said quietly on the side, his brows wrinkled and looked at a young black man who appeared on the road.

"Do you know him?" Yunfei asked strangely.

Nangong Peak nodded: "The first pass, I was separated from him in a secret environment, and he was almost eliminated by him. He is an invincible existence. For those of us who are in a mysterious world, it is simply a nightmare. Nobody. Willing to meet him, his death domain is too desperate."

Death road!

Derived from the road of death, it is more difficult to repair a hundred times more than the avenues such as wind and fire.

Being able to comprehend the death avenue into a domain, this person must have paid a terrible price. Practice this relatively dark martial art, and if you are not careful, you will go into flames. This person is best not to provoke.

It can be seen that the examiners who came along with Lin Feng all kept a distance from him and did not dare to approach.

After the assessors all came together, a silver giant ship appeared above the platform, and it was full of cold luster. At first glance, it is a special metal that has been forged after tens of thousands of processes.

"Is everyone here?"

The hatch door opened and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, who was out of a handsome figure, the Tsing Yi people glanced at everyone.

On his chest, embroidered with the same plum blossom logo as the Shangguan adults, six petals. The heart is like snow, the petals are inlaid with gold silk, which highlights the noble and proud, not at all.

"Wu Daren, the new members of the Tianmeng League of this year have all arrived." An old man who was responsible for the introduction came forward and respectfully said.

The Tsing Yi people nodded slightly and praised: "Yes, the potential and strength of this member is indeed much higher than in the past. I am afraid that in the years to come, there will not be so many top-ranking people who join Tianmeng."

Throughout the martial arts era, the Thousands of Worlds have surpassed the millions of kings, and they are constantly being screened.

Only one hundred and ten people were allowed to enter Tianmeng. With such strict standards, the people who left behind were not strong.

"Okay. Before going to the Tianmeng headquarters, you have to carry out the final assessment here and decide their respective rankings. This ranking function is actually not big, only related to some rewards. So, I hope that you do not want to be killed or killed. It’s just a matter of learning and ending. Otherwise, what kind of darkness and internal injuries are spelled out is the loss of my alliance."

When the wood man looked at the examiners such as Xiao Chen, he paused and said: "So it’s quick and quick, just be there. Don’t worry, I can’t see your strength, even if there is no victory, I can Know who is stronger."

Xiao Chen and others heard a glimpse of it, but did not expect this third level, it would appear so casual.

But think about it too, the first and second levels, how cruel, everyone tightened a string. Another fierce fight, I am afraid that it is a careless, it will really kill people, and it will be the loss of Tianmeng.

"Now start to catch and kill, decide the top 50, the top ten in the first level of total points, advance to the final round."

This is considered a preferential treatment for the seed players, and there are still a hundred remaining, catching and killing.

Because it is only a discussion, everyone has reservations, the speed of the battle is very high, and when they feel that they are not, they will decisively admit defeat.

A warrior who is clearly invincible but wants to forcibly drag it down is reprimanded by the wooden master and directly convicted.

Xiao Chen had a good luck, winning two consecutive rounds and successfully entering the top 20.

Aroused the attention of many people, obviously many people have heard of this, the youngest member of the Tianmeng history.

The four major kings of the heavens, the swordsman Wumeng, the death forest wind, the sword statue of the son, the gun king ink rain, in addition to this, is widely known as the white robe knife guest Xiao Chen.

"I can't see it. He is young and can kill the top 20!"

"There are two brushes, great!"

"But this is not really a fight, it can't be too serious."

In the midst of discussions, the last round will begin, and Xiao Chen and other ten people will face the top ten masters who have advanced to the final round in advance.

"In the last round, your last privilege is to choose your opponent. Who wins, who can enter the top ten and make the final competition!"

Wood adults glanced at them, and the first ten of the first-level examiners whispered.

During the time, Xiao Chen and other ten people were somewhat upset, and they all hoped that they would not choose the four kings.

The four kings of the heavens are already recognized as the invincible king, and others cannot be opponents.

Whoever was chosen by the four major kings of the heavens will definitely lose, and there is no possibility of entering the top ten.

"My opponent is him!"

Xiao Chen’s eyes swept away, unfortunately, he was chosen by the sword and the son of the four masters.

At the same time of some loss, I quickly adjusted my mindset.

Xiao Chen looks calm, step forward, and arches: "Taoyuan City Xiaochen, please enlighten me."

"Fair to me, you can still be so calm, I am really surprised."

The sword is respected by the son of the son, and the handsome appearance reveals a positive spirit, giving people a sense of righteousness, and the evil spirits do not invade.

Xiao Chen smiled a little, and he refused to say it. He said, "Go out."

"as you wish."

Hey!

The son of the brow is slightly wrinkled, and suddenly, a sharp edge between the eyebrows. Such as the sword out of the sheath, turned into a fierce sword, and flew toward Xiao Chen.

It is fast, fierce, and upright, bright and upright, and it seems to be a horrible arrow that crushes everything. This is the kendo of his son, Wang Zhijian.

Dangdang!

In an instant, Xiao Chen also moved, but his feet did not move. Move the sword in his heart, and the knife-shaped body, there is no shortage of knife, to be a knife, to send a knife, a shirt as a knife.

Full of green silk, the clothes hunted, Xiao Chen clearly did not move, with the long hair fluttering, fluttering clothes.

His sword, like a thousand troops, is rolling and moving. At the time of the killing of the son, the tyrannical sword was squirted, and the other side was upright and had the mighty sword of the king.

Hey!

The soldiers are facing each other. In the blink of an eye, the two men are on hundreds of strokes, staggered in shape, and the shadows are swaying, and the swords are fluttering, interweaving a gorgeous and chaotic vision.

Such a scene is obviously something that many people could not have expected. Xiao Chen can actually support it for so long in front of the son.

Hey!

After a hundred strokes, the two separated from each other.

There are already some sword wounds on Xiao Chen’s body. On the cheek of the son, there is a slight knife mark.

The match is quite the same, so it is not the case.

"The wood man didn't stop. It seems that it is difficult for me to win the kendo. But I have a method that will allow you to admit defeat now."

The son of the scorpion received the sword and returned to the sheath, and his mouth was slightly upturned, revealing a confident smile.

Xiao Chen calmly said: "Let it be displayed, let me see it!"

The son of the son smiled lightly, his fingers were close together, and his fingertips suddenly condensed a sword.

Hey!

At the moment when Jianmang appeared, Xiao Chen felt a bit of a pain in his eyes. He felt a trace of fear in his heart and quickly stepped back a few steps.

Look at the eyes slightly, look carefully, in the sword mans, saw a jump of gold wire.

Shenyuan!

This son is actually in the realm of the king, and he has cultivated a god, only the gods who can be mastered by the gods.

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, and there is really no need to fight again. Obviously, this sacred **** has been cultivated by the sons.

With his kendo, he even has a yin and yang flame map, and he is not sure to resist it.

It should be said that dare to block is still a problem, once it is not blocked, this contains the sword of the gods, and you can reinvent yourself in an instant.

If it is a real kill, seeing the other side use the god, the best choice is to quickly leave.

Don't go gambling, unknown possibilities.

Sure enough, it was one of the four great kings of the heavens. Even though he had cultivated a sacred god, it was so helpless that there was no need to continue.

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, shook his head, and took the knife back to the sheath. He said: "It is losing."

"Carrying."

The son of the son smiled a little, scattered the swordsman, and took the sword back.

In the final ranking battle, Xiao Chen can only stop the top 20, and the specific ranking depends on the appointment of the wood giant.