Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

The spear collides with the shield, and the final winner is the most curious.

Physical cultivation relies on its own flesh and constantly refining to make the flesh comparable to the level of magic weapons.

Sword cultivation is different, just cultivating a sword.

The sword is not only the life palace of sword cultivation, but also has a good sword, and sword cultivation is naturally higher than physical cultivation.

Especially Yan Feng in front of him, the long sword in his hand is an excellent boutique in the Seven Star Sword Palace.

"Buzz!"

The long sword in Yan Feng's hand began to emit a roar.

It seems that because of the strong enemy who has been absent for a long time, he began to be constantly excited to the point of constantly shaking the sword body.

Even Jiang Ran sensed the long-lost danger from that sword.

"Star Sword Break!"

Yan Feng held the sword in his right hand, and the sharp sword qi continuously spread out from his center and towards the surroundings.

Countless sword qi seemed to turn into a sharp sword with a sharp handle, wandering in mid-air.

In just a moment, the oppressive force of thousands of spirit swords swept in front of Jiang Ran.

Ying Tianqiu behind him had long been afraid to hide in a corner and did not dare to move.

And Jiang Ran's face also showed a trace of solemnity.

He originally thought that his physical body in the Grandmaster Realm was enough to sweep all Grandmaster Realms, including the powerhouses below the Grandmaster Realm.

But it is clear that a mountain is higher than a mountain.

Just because he can skip the challenge doesn't mean that no one can skip the challenge.

This was just a remote corner of the empire, and the world he saw was an evil cultivation sect like the Blood Cloud Sect that was not even a third-rate.

The real gate sect, how can a person who can take this step to the Yuan Infancy stage be of mediocre talent.

And he was just a half-hung Grandmaster Realm, and he hadn't even stepped out of the Grandmaster Realm.

Just relying on external forces to make the strength of the flesh body become the realm of a grandmaster, facing the sword cultivation in front of him.

Even Jiang Ran knew very well that the other party could hurt himself with the spirit sword in his hand.

"Whew..."

Jiang Ran spat out a cloud of white qi from his mouth, and the heart of underestimating the enemy was swept away.

A touch of jade appeared in both palms, and as Jiang Ran's qi and blood rose, blood-colored lines appeared on his arms.

True Qi surged wildly and rose up.

Facing the thousands of flying sword qi in mid-air, he was not weak or timid at all.

As Jiang Ran's eyes gradually became sharp and domineering, at this moment, Jiang Ran, the third overlord, completely burst out his martial will.

At this moment, he is the will of martial arts, and he is the strongest at the moment!

"True qi? Martial will? "

"You're not a physical cultivator! It's a warrior! "

Yan Feng looked at Jiang Ran below, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

This was followed by a look of jealousy, not daring to be careless and immediately swing his spirit sword again.

The spirit swords transformed by countless sword qi began to gather rapidly and continuously.

"I didn't expect that there would be a warrior in this world."

"The Buddha-figure has not seen a warrior who has reached your realm for many years."

"But as long as you are an enemy of the Seven Star Sword Palace, no matter who or faction you are, you must die."

A cold killing intent gradually flashed out in Yan Feng's eyes, and the hand holding the spirit sword slowly raised up.

The sword qi that constantly began to gather gradually formed a giant sword.

Under Yan Feng's control, he was about to cut Jiang Ran's head immediately.

This was Yan Feng's strongest blow, and he gave Jiang Ran the highest respect, at least in his opinion.

"In the path of martial arts, only I can control my own life and death!"

A cold gleam flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes, and a burst burst came out, and his body was full of qi and blood, and his true qi suddenly burst out.

In an instant, Jiang Ran, who was originally small in this town, seemed to turn into a towering giant.

With Jiang Ran's raised fist, he collided with the sky giant sword in an instant.

The collision of True Qi and spiritual power was particularly intense at this moment.

The wind and waves that were constantly rising around seemed to be almost flattened even the town.

Yan Feng's face began to gradually become ugly, and he couldn't believe how this scene in front of him could be so terrifying.

Jiang Ran in front of him was so powerful in the blink of an eye that he felt terrified.

Although it is difficult for martial artists to reach the realm, after reaching the innate martial artists, I am afraid that many people have forgotten their horror.

Even physical cultivation was only because it was difficult for martial artists to cultivate, so they separated a faction and began to practice martial arts using the method of cultivating immortals.

But a true warrior, the kind of courage to swear to death is not weaker than the sky.

That determination to control one's own destiny, one's own control.

The performance on Jiang Ran's body was vivid, just a moment's effort.

The giant sword that had been split in the sky began to appear a little bit.

Countless spiderweb-like cracks began to spread unstoppably around the giant sword.

"Drink!"

"Break it for me!"

Yan Feng's face immediately changed drastically, and at this time, he looked at the corpse of his disciple below for a moment of distraction.

He understood that if he lost, Jiang Ran would definitely not be so kind as to let him go.

A fierce look flashed on his face, Yan Feng bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and a mouthful of essence blood spit out from his mouth.

Unlike martial artists, immortal cultivators do not have as much essence blood as martial artists.

Every drop of essence blood is incomparably precious to them.

That mouthful of essence blood instantly spilled into the giant sword that was about to be shattered.

In just a few moments, the giant sword seemed to be repaired in an instant, and the cracks in the cobwebs that originally appeared were also shrouded in a bloody light.

"Give me death!"

Seeing this, Yan Feng also showed a hideous smile on his face.

Although it was only for a moment, there was a sign of wanting to suppress Jiang Ran.

But Yan Feng knew very well that this was already his full strength.

"Sword cultivation, but that's it!"

Jiang Ranhun's momentum remained unchanged, and the thousand refining hands in his palms began to suddenly lift.

With the blessing of powerful True Qi and Qi and Blood, the jade color on Qianlian's hands was more obvious.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Jiang Ran gathered his strength in his legs and bowed slightly.

When the power of his feet suddenly exploded, the ground instantly shattered.

And Jiang Ran's body was like a cannonball, surging madly towards the sky.

The terrifying sound of breaking the air caused a burst of air explosions to appear above the entire town.

Facing the towering giant sword, Jiang Ran did not hesitate, but he did not have fear.

Instead, he directly resisted with his flesh body, and the blood-colored true qi in Qianlian's hand began to turn into substance.

Punched out by Jiang Ran, he actually directly knocked back the terrifying giant sword for several zhang.

And Yan Feng's face also began to become ugly at this moment.

The human beings in front of him seemed to have turned into a mighty figure that could match this giant sword.

Just one punch made him feel that he couldn't stop shaking, and he could only increase the output, and another mouthful of essence blood was vomited.

Yan Feng's face also turned pale, and his aura skyrocketed in a short time, which also represented the weakness after this blow.