Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 1811 (Raw 1823): Dreams as a Saber

Xiao Chen had never been one to suffer a loss lying down. How could he not retaliate after being ambushed for no reason at all?

After leaving, he soon returned and hid.

Now, Xiao Chen could not help celebrating. Fortunately, he had returned.

Otherwise, if these two worked together, attacking him until he was helpless, he would have been in great danger.

“Who is it? Acting all mysterious!” Qing Ziyu shouted coldly, and the Dao disk behind the ghost pennant in his hand immediately merged back into it.

“Roar!”

A ferocious roar came from the ghost pennant. Then, after a burst of black light, the thousand-winged centipede slowly emerging turned into a black flood dragon.

Just a portion of the black flood dragon’s body came out, and it was already three kilometers long, wrapping around Qing Ziyu.

Qing Ziyu only showed his head. His caution was clear to see.

However, since Xiao Chen revealed himself, he naturally was fully confident. He had long since been storing up power already.

Seven Kill Seal, Resolving the Mundane!

Xiao Chen had already formed the Seven Kill Seal in preparation, and the killing Qi surging out of his body intensified sevenfold.

After that, the killing Qi instantly gathered and infused into the eternal saber light materialized by Resolving the Mundane.

“Ka ca!”

Before the flood dragon in the ghost pennant could emerge completely and protect Qing Ziyu’s entire body, a scarlet light flashed, and Qing Ziyu’s head fell off. The flood dragon could not block this strand of saber light at all.

That horrifying flood dragon turned into demonic smoke and returned to the ghost pennant.

“Boom!” Qing Ziyu’s head exploded. Flickering with a black light, his will of soul sped to the ghost pennant.

“Hahaha! Brother Ziyu, are you thinking of trying to seize my body and come back to life?”

Si Hongyi swung his hand wide and snatched away Qing Ziyu’s ghost pennant.

“Si Hongyi, you actually want to eat me. Damn it! To think that I was thinking of working with you.”

“Stop the pretense. If I died, you would make a move on m

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