Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 1570. Chapter 1570

Ling Feng had enough reasons not to believe that if such a sinful person could become a swordsman, it would really be a tarnish to the swordsman.

The real swordsman should be a senior like the Shadowless Sword King, with outstanding strength, but humble and low-key.

If it were not for that person, the master would not die, and the younger sister would not be so sad.

The joy of becoming an emperor can also be shared with the most respected elders, but everything is destined to be only thinking about because of the Azure Dragon King.

For the Azure Dragon King Xiao Chen, although Ling Feng did not show his hatred on his face like the younger brother and younger sister.

But in the bottom of his heart, he always remembered this person, but he hid his hatred deeply in the bottom of his heart.

“By the way, Big Brother Bai, you just said you got the news that some demon will go to the wild battlefield recently, and the Water Moon Alliance will go too.” Ling Feng shook his head, no longer thinking about the Azure Dragon King, and asked instead. .

Bai Ruxue nodded and said: “That’s natural. It is said that among these demon men, there will be His Royal Highness coming, but it is not clear which line of the Eighteen Demon King came from.”

There are 18 Demon Emperors in the Abyss Demon Realm, and each Demon Emperor has its own direct bloodlines, and these direct bloodlines are collectively referred to as the children of the Demon Royal Family.

The imperial children of each line will form their own forces, such as the imperial children of the blood demon emperor line, which constitutes the blood demon palace.

His Royal Highness is the most talented and highest-status existence among the descendants of the royal family in this vein, and is also the future demon emperor, equivalent to a prince on earth.

“Why, are you going with us?” Bai Ruxue asked.

Ling Feng nodded and said, “Can I?”

Bai Ruxue smiled and said, “Of course, if you just go, I can’t guarantee your safety, you have to think clearly.”

Ling Feng resolutely said: “I think clearly. Although Big Brother Bai, you said that my talent is not lower than Wen Ziran, Queen of Swordsman, but today’s battle can be regarded as let me understand. The foundation cultivation is not high, no matter how talented. It’s also in vain.”

“Okay, count you. With your talent, you can only be fully developed in the battle of life and death. Go, go to the Water Moon Alliance with me first.”

After an agreement was reached, the group quickly left the Spark City.

After half an hour, after the group of people walked away completely, in the sky of Spark City, two black dragons, pulling a black chariot, passed through layers of blood clouds, and landed on the ground.

After landing, the two ferocious dragons immediately turned into black steeds, lowering their heads docilely.

“Bai Ruxue, Ximen Leopard, popular, long time no see, turned out to have become an emperor…”

In the black chariot with seven divine soldiers, the mysterious Shadowless Knife King, looking at the direction of the group of people going away, muttered to himself, as if he was remembering something.

“Brother Baiyi, do you want to stay in Spark City for a while?”

In the chariot, beside the mysterious figure, a mirror appeared. A girl with big thumbs sitting on the mirror asked with her head on her hands.

“No, it’s full of sins, and it’s getting harder and harder. The stronger my strength, they will also become stronger, inexhaustible and inexhaustible.”

The so-called Shadowless Knife King is naturally Xiao Chen. At this time of the year, he will visit Starfire City.

Take a look at the two characters Xiao Chen outlined in blood on the countless tombstones.

He has never regretted doing anything in his life, but the catastrophe five years ago made him regret for life.

Too much guilt has become his heart knot, and he is suffering. Just like now, the black chariot is like a cage, trapping himself. The knot is an invisible cage that traps his heart.

He had long wanted to wipe out all the sins in the sky.

Every time he comes, his strength will double, but those sins will also become stronger. It seems that the day will never disappear, unless he dies, these sins will disappear.

Although the sins in the sky had some influence on him now, Xiao Chen faintly felt that these sins would eventually cause serious trouble.

“Where are we going now?”

“Qingyun City, there is a swordsman there. According to the rumors, he has his own unique understanding of the double sword flow.”

The horse is galloping, the wheels are rolling, and the black chariot is like a ghost. In the dark night, fleeting, driving in the direction of Qingyun City.

In the chariot, Xiao Chen was not idle, running Zi Lei Jue, cultivating non-stop.

Although the emperor’s road was broken back then, the purple emperor’s door penetrated into his emperor’s heart. His martial arts road did not despair because of the broken Dilu, and he embarked on another road.

The moment the Emperor entered his body, there seemed to be a shackle in his body that was interrupted, and some of the rules that had been imprisoned on the martial artist for a long time no longer existed.

For example, if he absorbs the power of Hongmeng, he obviously hasn’t become the emperor, but the amount of the power of Hongmeng that can be contained in his body has already exceeded a hundred.

Now that five years have passed, the power of the Magnificence in the heart of the emperor has reached as many as 1,000 Dao, which is comparable to Emperor Wu of the Five Heavens.

Compared with the regular Emperor Wu, he does not have the soul of the emperor, nor the golden body of Emperor Wu.

He doesn’t know what it is now, he is walking a road that no one has walked, and no one knows where the end will be.

But fortunately, his swordsman’s heart has not changed, and it is enough to gallop forward along this original heart.

In the heart of the emperor, the mysterious purple emperor gate, after jumping off the emperor road, instinctively cracked a gap.

In the days to come, no matter how hard he tried, even if he reached his current cultivation base, he would never be able to open the emperor door a bit.

It is not that his cultivation is not enough, but that there is an invisible resistance that prevents him from pushing open the emperor gate.

Sometimes he wondered whether the Emperor Road in Kunlun Realm was a conspiracy of Heaven. The moment he opened the Emperor Gate, another door was actually closed, the one that left Kunlun.

Jingle bells!

At this moment, the black chariot suddenly stopped. The seven divine soldiers trembled endlessly, making a burst of clear and cold wind chimes.

Xiao Chen didn’t open his eyes, and a vague shadow was walking towards him a hundred miles away.

boom!

The incoming person has a powerful sword intent, as if to tune in, releasing the sword intent on his body.

The seven-handed magic weapon, trembling more and more fiercely, seemed to feel the strength of the coming person.

On the contrary, Xiao Chen was extremely calm and his expression could not be turbulent. For five years, he had challenged various swordsmen. Many elder sword emperors were defeated by his sword, and his swordsman’s heart had already undergone transformation.

For Xiao Chen, these five years were as long as decades. The heart of the knife guest is in the process of transformation and sublimation.

Seeing a lot, naturally the landslide will not change color.

Hey, the body of the black-clothed swordsman in front of him suddenly disappeared and was submerged in the dark night without a trace.

Xiao Chen pointed his finger a little, and the non-knock blade at the forefront of the tank made a heavy muffled noise and bounced out swiftly.

clang!

In the dark night, a sonorous sound sounded like a thunderbolt in the blue sky and deafening. A figure was forced out in the air, and after landing, it retreated a hundred steps.

The unsheathed magic weapon was inserted back again.

Heaven and earth returned to peace, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and focused his gaze on the incoming person. Being able to pick him up with a knife was enough for him to remember this person.

Wen Ziran!

The visitor was actually Wen Ziran after Wu Xiaotian, the king of swordsman.

“The Shadowless Knife King is worthy of being the Shadowless Knife King. It really deserves its reputation. It seems that I didn’t find the wrong person.” Wen Ziran returned the sword to its sheath and laughed softly.

“How did you find me?”

A voice of vicissitudes was heard from the chariot, and Xiao Chen changed his voice and asked.

“As long as it is a swordsman, there is no one I can’t find.” Wen Ziran said confidently, “In two months, there will be a swordsmanship tea party. I hope you can come. This is the first in the golden age. A knife ceremony tea party.”

A golden invitation card flied out from Wen Ziran’s hand, and then flew faster and faster, with a wanton edge, sandwiching the boundless wind.