Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Out of the West Wind House, Xiao Chen saw, still waiting for Wang Feng, walked in the past.

"Young man, how, there is no gain."

Wang Feng’s face was filled with a smile and he said with respect.

Xiao Chen’s expressionless expression: “The harvest is not small.”

"Oh, that's good, I don't know my reward, how to count..." Wang Feng's face is not diminished, looking to Xiao Chen, full of hope.

Xiao Chen looked a sinking and coldly said: "You are a daring, it is not really big, black together, I want to turn to find me to pay!"

Wang Feng’s heart was tight, and he felt the gaze of Xiao Chen’s eyes and suffered a huge pressure.

"How come, Shaoxia is laughing."

The face barely squeezed a smile, Wang Feng said nervously.

Xiao Chen did not speak, took out a nameplate and placed it in front of Wang Feng’s eyes.

"Ding Yuan, Xifeng Building Manager!"

Wang Feng's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but step back two steps. He looked at Xiao Chen with a hint of shock.

How to get it, the general manager of Xifeng Building, will actually hand over his nameplate to Xiao Chen.

Then he and the West Wind House, some of the bottom things, collusion, is not exposed.

Xiao Chen collected the nameplate, a faint saying: "I will not pursue you first, and you will make up for it later, do things well, and I will definitely be rewarded."

Wang Feng was surprised. I didn't expect Xiao Chen to let him go. He felt relieved and nodded. "Nothing is relieved. What are you going to do? I promise to do my best and don't need to pay."

After half an hour, Xiao Chen four people, at the entrance to the pirate temple, the pirate king statue group meet.

Xiao Su looked at Wang Fengdao: "Who is this kid, thief-eyed, it is not a good thing at first glance."

Wang Feng was ashamed in his heart, and quickly smiled at him: "Under Wang Feng, I am very familiar with this pirate temple. If you have any need to help, you can always tell."

"His things are on the side, Xiaosuo, what is handed over to you, how is it done." Xiao Chen cares about this.

Xiaosuo smiled cheerfully: "After the completion, ten days later, there will be results."

Xiao Chen’s heart was a joy, nodded: “Good, quite acclaimed.”

Xiao Chen has great hopes for the treasures left by the Red Blood Pirate King. The central world where Zulong City is located is the real place for gatherings. There is no strength to go there, only the humiliating part.

Xiao Chen didn't want to see Liu Ruyue, but in turn, he wanted the other to take care of himself.

"Xiao Chen, brother, we have to go to the arena to go shopping, many people come here to go to the arena." Mayfair suggested.

Luonan interface said: "I heard that two leaders from different caves, Tianfudi, are mad, more than the winning streak, the atmosphere is very intense."

Xiao Chen took out the nameplate and recalled Ding Yuan’s words and fell into meditation.

Half-sounding, shaking his head, no longer thinking about the other side's advice, in the past, it can be.

"The gladiatorial field, I am familiar with it, I will take you there." Wang Feng volunteered and wanted to express himself and said first.

Xiao Chen nodded: "Lead the way."

The Gladiator Field is a closed place, and the outer walls are made of extremely hard seabed crystals. The entire gladiatorial field has a guardianship of the array. Even if it is the existence of the Great Yuan Dan, it is difficult to destroy the arena.

At the entrance, there are many pirate temple guards.

After paying an admission fee of one thousand Lingyu for each person, he smoothly entered it. Wang Feng felt a distressed feeling, and a thousand pieces of Lingyu, the number is not small.

"Good guy, the one from Dong Xuanshan who has won 20 games in a row, leading the one in Tiandang Mountain."

"Second kill! The leader of Tiandang Mountain, killing two people in succession, overtaking."

"I am going, my Lingyu is destined to lose weight today. These two people are really too strong."

In the gladiatorial field, the atmosphere was warm and the voice of shouting, one after another, deafening.

In the big arena, there were originally 16 competitions, but now they are merged into two.

Let everyone's eyes focus on the two remaining arenas, and the nearby viewing seats are already full.

"These two people are the leaders of Dongtianfudi?"

"It's incredible. At a young age, there is a cultivation of Xiaoyuan Dan, I don't know how to cultivate."

On the competitive stage, two young people were watched by everyone's eyes.

One person has short black hair, handsome appearance, revealing a sharp and imposing manner, eyebrows like a sword, eyes like a gem.

The other person, long hair shawl, reveals a gentle and calm temperament, the edge is slightly restrained, but the pride in the eyes, but how can not hide it.

That is a kind of pride that comes with it and is cultivated. At first glance, it is known that since childhood, it is the pride of the sky, and it is different.

In this gathering of the four sides of the sea, the battlefields of many powerful people, the two people's every move, the interpretation of much attention.

In particular, some young girls are even more inconspicuous, with a burst of starlight.

Luo Nan felt a big loss and muttered: "This is the real elite leader. The so-called three rookies in Ziyang City are really not enough."

While denying the three rookies of Ziyang City, Luonan also denied himself.

The eyes sneaked a sneak peek at Xiao Chen, but found Xiao Chen, looking calm, no change at all.

I don't know, what Xiao Chen’s heart thinks, Luonan’s heart is thoughtful.

In his heart, it is inevitable to compare Xiao Chen with the two men. It is felt that the two men on the stage are sharp and arrogant. I am very enjoyable, all eyes are on the lookout.

Xiao Chen’s older brother seems to be a lot calmer, always letting people, not knowing what to think.

"Ling Yu, not bad, killing two people in a row, actually surpassed me."

Short-haired black robe youth, looking at the long-haired Confucian youth, screaming a smile, whispered.

Lingya young Ling Yu, smiled lightly: "Jiang Xuan, want to win me, you still have to work harder."

"Haha, the odds have risen again, the little baby of Dong Xuanshan, let me be your opponent!"

Between the talks, a vulgar old man, holding a giant sword, killed the short-haired black youth Jiang Xuan on the stage.

"It’s Liu, the guy is a Samsung captain, and he’s quite good.”

"This Liu Laowei, it is said that there is the strength of Xiaoyuan Danfeng, only one step, you can go to the realm of Dayuandan."

"There is a regulation on the competitive platform. It is not allowed to make a big debut. This is already the strongest person since the debut."

Liu's identity is quickly recognized by people, and its strength is higher than Ling Yu's two small realms. Ling Yu, only Xiao Yuandan was originally cultivated, and is not old.

But this old blame, but it has lived for hundreds of years, the battle experience is extremely rich, killing countless, full of arrogance.

"Yanyang Jianguang!"

When Liu Laoqiu came on the scene, he spurred the giant sword in his hand and killed the past.

The huge sword suddenly burned, and the large flames of the illusion turned out to be as large as a tsunami, and then condensed together and turned into a flameless sword.

"Poker!"

"Liu blame this sword is actually a treasure that transcends the mystery. No wonder he dares to debut!"

The crowd thinks of exclamations, and Xiao Chen thinks thoughtfully, the strength of Liu’s old monster, plus the scaryness of this sword.

If you are alone, the recent absorption of the source of life, only 60% of the odds.

"Poker? I have seen all the way, and I am afraid of this treasure."

Ling Yu licked his mouth and didn't care.

"Heavenly broken cloud boxing!"

Ling Yu not only did not retreat, but instead stepped forward, punching out with a punch and a fist, and a burst of roaring sounds in the void. Numerous punches, bursting out, like a star shining, the momentum is like a rainbow, there is a magnificent atmosphere of thousands of stars at the same time.

Hey!

The flames of the sword that Liu Laoqie condensed, a little bit faint, and the light of the stars, the irresistible force of suppression.

As soon as the figure retreats, Liu’s grotesque is shocked. He finds his thick swordsman, and he is in the face of the other’s fists.

Every punch makes him, the blood is tumbling, the internal organs are extremely uncomfortable.

Oppressing his body and soul.

boom!

Spit a blood, Liu old blame after ten strokes, was hit by a fist, flew directly out of the ring.

Hey!

The audience was shocked, but I couldn’t think of it. The powerful Liu Laowei only insisted on ten strokes. Once the ten strokes were over, they were bombarded and crushed out.