Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 1989. Chapter 1989

Xiao Chen was still worried about the Demon Blood Eagle, but he didn’t know the Demon Blood Eagle, and now he was thinking about how to kill him when he came back.

I have to say that the Devil Blood Eagle is really heartless and brainless.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was a little bored.

Monk Shang Yanchen is healing his wounds, his cultivation is complete, he can enter the Star Monarch realm at any time, and he can’t practice.

You can’t leave this monk alone and look for opportunities in these 100,000 mountains alone.

Look for a fierce beast, or a demon sect warrior, and hone some combat experience.

However, the mountain is dangerous, and the monk brother’s state will be fatal if he is not careful.

Cang!

With the overlord knife out of its sheath, Xiao Chen held the handle of the knife and waved the knife light at will.

He didn’t deliberately practice any sword art, but made his sword more compatible with the newly understood Thunder Dragon Step.

Xiao Chen’s current realm, even if he danced at random, was indescribable.

If there are other swordsmen here, they will definitely stop and watch and take a good look.

Although it hasn’t reached the natural way of Taoism, a single stab at hand will contain the realm of infinite avenues.

But Yemen has a lot of roads, and in the blink of an eye, it seems that they are all flaws.

But if you look carefully at the product, you will be surprised to find that the so-called flaws are all changes.

If you are fooled, the next moment you will face a counterattack from waves like the sea.

Gradually, with the rise of Xiao Chenhui, his own sword and Thunder Dragon step became more and more compatible.

The Thunder Dragon under his feet surrounded his body, flashing from left to right, and Xiao Chen was completely invisible.

After comprehending the Thunder Avenue, Thunder Dragon Step is completely reborn. The more you think about it, the more you feel the potential.

Mixing the power of Thunder Avenue with True Essence, fills the whole body.

Xiao Chen yelled softly: “The Thunder Dragon is bursting!”

brush!

Seeing the lightning flying, the next moment, Xiao Chen appeared on the top of the mountain a hundred miles away like a teleport.

A hundred miles away, not too far. What’s strong is speed, a distance of hundreds of miles, Xiao Chen can reach it in half a blink of an eye.

The energy consumed is just a mouthful of true essence and a ray of great power.

After a short rest, you can use it again.

“Wonderful!”

On the top of the mountain, Xiao Chen let the remaining power of the Dao burst again, and his figure returned to the monk Shang Yanchen’s side.

“What if I break this Thunder Dragon into nine and turn the distance from one hundred miles into one hundred meters?”

When Xiao Chen started to learn things, he always used inferences and thoughts in many ways.

Thunder Dragon burst, suitable for retreat, and hunt down the enemy.

But it can’t be used in battle. In the battle, it is always the handover of short knives, which takes place between square inches.

You ran a hundred miles away, obviously unable to end the battle.

But if the range is reduced to a hundred meters, and the power of this bit of true essence and a ray of avenue erupts nine times in a flash, it will be very different.

Think about it, in these nine moments, he made nine shots by himself, and nine knives in one shot. In half a blink of an eye, there are more than ninety-nine eighty-one blood holes on the opponent’s body.

Simply don’t be too strong, and use your own strength beyond the ordinary.

Why are some people in the realm of martial arts and Taoist soldiers, all of which are the same, but when they are fighting, their combat effectiveness is extremely different.

It is because some people can only use half of their own strength, while others can perform 60%, 70%, 80%, perfect performance.

Even perform supernormally, know how to use all their opportunities, and exert a fighting power far beyond their own realm.

There is another kind of existence that is against the sky, which can double, double, or even ten times its own strength.

Xiao Chen had only seen this kind of evil evildoer in ancient books, and didn’t believe it very much.

In reality, those who can achieve extraordinary performance are already rare, and there is no one in the world.

Do it when you think of it.

Comprehending the Avenue of Thunder gives Xiao Chen an unparalleled advantage over the power of thunder and lightning.

But even so, the initial attempt made myself embarrassed.

Several thunderstorms did not allow the true essence to be released perfectly, and as a result, he exploded in his body.

It’s worse than self-harm.

Pained and happy, after half an hour, Xiao Chen was finally able to perform successfully.

Seeing a flash of lightning, Xiao Chen drew his sword and closed it.

Qiang Qiang!

After he finished the movement he received, the air came out, the continuous sound of knives, ninety-nine and eighty-one knives. The sound is pleasing to the ear, just like the most beautiful piano sound in the world.

“Just call you Thunder Dragon Nine Changes.”

With a hint of joy on his face, Xiao Chen took out the knife again and waved the knife casually to express his usual sentiments.

Musicians in ancient times deduce their own happiness, anger, sorrow and joy with the sound of piano and flute.

At this moment, the knife in Xiao Chen’s hand is the piano in his hand.

Deducting the joy that he now understands the nine changes of Thunder Dragon, the light of the sword flashes, and the sword flower that comes out of his wrist is pleasing to the eye, and happy for it.

Suddenly, I recalled all the things I had spent with Liu Ruyue in Qingyun Peak in the past.

The light of Xiao Chen’s knife became tender and lingering, full of tenderness and sweetness.

The light of the sword changed again, and Xiao Chen thought of the Kunlun Demon Tribulation, and of the generous emperor Wuwei and Yan Shisan.

Thinking of the star master’s life and seeking for benevolence, his sword became full of tragic and majestic and infinite pride.

“Practicing a knife?”

At this moment, a voice interrupted Xiao Chen’s thoughts.

Xiao Chen took the knife, turned around and looked at him in wonder, and saw Yan Chen looking at him unpredictably, with a smile on his face.

That smile was a little appreciative, with half disdain, and a hint of arrogance, hiding wild…Anyway, it’s hard for ordinary people to do it.

Isn’t it nonsense? If you don’t practice with a sword, is it still a sword.

Wait, it’s not right.

Looking at this expression carefully, Xiao Chen suddenly woke up.

Yan Chen’s mysterious and unpredictable expression is clearly speaking.

It’s a coincidence that we are also a knife practicer, and it’s not as good as usual, just waiting for you to ask questions.

Then take advantage of the trend, let you see how strong our swordsmanship is.

Thinking of what he meant, Xiao Chen smiled and said, “Why, little monk, are you also a swordsman?”

Sure enough, Yan Chen smiled with satisfaction: “Yes, the little monk’s name is Yan Chen, but outsiders prefer to call me…well, the title of outsiders, don’t mention it, let me show you my swordsmanship.”

Taking out a ring knife, Yan Chen leaped in the air, his aura suddenly changed.

Xiao Chen looked solemn, and was about to savor it carefully. Yan Chen, who was halfway up, vomited blood, and fell face-to-face severely.

After coughing a few times, Yan Chen stood up awkwardly: “My sword technique is too domineering and fierce. I must use the power of my soul to move my hand, and I must mobilize the true essence to draw the qi of the world. It is a bit of forgetting myself and hurting. I’m here, waiting for next time…”

Xiao Chen couldn’t help but laugh, this little monk was indeed a little too big.

Fortunately, he is clean and beautiful, young, and innocent in nature. This kind of big talk, to him, is also slightly cute and not very annoying.

As for what to wait for next time, there is no need, Xiao Chen interrupted the other party: “Stop talking, little monk, you should take care of your injuries.”

Yan Chen was depressed and embarrassed, how could I be so unlucky.

Brother Xiao’s expression obviously just didn’t believe me: “Brother Xiao, don’t believe me, what I said is true, I am really strong, I’m Yan Chen, known as…”

“What is the name?”

Mentioning what the person called, Yan Chen was embarrassed again, and he hurriedly jumped over: “Don’t worry about this. Anyway, I am really strong. When I have the opportunity, I will give Big Brother Xiao a good demonstration.”

Xiao Chen watched as he talked more and more anxiously, with sweat dripping down his forehead and his face pale.

Thinking about it just now, I really used too much force and hurt myself. Xiao Chen was afraid that something would happen to him, so he had to accept it and let him not talk.

In Yan Chen’s heart, he wanted to cry without tears, and there was no way he could tell that Xiao Chen didn’t believe it at all, but was kind enough to let him cultivate.

I’m so unlucky, I’m just playing a knife.

After finally stopping, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he closed his eyes.

After a long time, the surroundings were silent, Yan Chen opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Chen earnestly: “Big Brother Xiao.”

Xiao Chen said strangely: “What’s the matter?”

“You don’t think that I can’t pretend to be a force, but I will pretend to be a stupid. Actually, I am not.”

puff……

Xiao Chen couldn’t help but laughed, but he also felt a little helpless, just how entangled this little monk was.

It’s been a long time, and I haven’t forgotten this.

boom!

Just when he was about to answer, a magical light burst out of the distance, rushing straight into the sky, and scattered the thick magic clouds in the sky.

“This is… there is an inheritance Taoist device born!”

Xiao Chen’s face changed slightly, and he suddenly got up. There used to be a prosperous Demon Dao Sect, the All Saints Sect.

From time to time, someone will find that the inheritance of Dao soldiers and Dao weapons left by the Ten Thousand Saints Church.

The so-called inherited Dao soldiers refer to the top Dao soldiers that have been passed on by generations of strong men like the domineering sword in Xiao Chen’s hand.

Every time it is born, there will be a bloody storm.