Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

Spears and shields collide, and the ultimate winner is the most curious.

　　Physical cultivation relies on one's own physical body, and constantly tempers it to make the physical body comparable to the level of the magic weapon.

　　Sword cultivation is different, just cultivating a sword.

　　The sword is the life palace of sword cultivation, and with a good sword, sword cultivation is naturally higher than physical cultivation.

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

　　"Buzz!"

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

　　It seems that because of the strong enemy that he has not seen for a long time, he began to be constantly excited and trembled the sword body.

　　Even Jiang Ran sensed the danger he hadn't seen for a long time from that sword.

　　"Star Sword Break!"

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

　　Countless sword qi seemed to turn into sharp swords and wandered in the air.

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

　　Ying Tianqiu, who was behind him, had long been afraid and hid in the corner and didn't dare to move.

　　And Jiang Ran, his face also showed a trace of solemnity.

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

　　But obviously, a mountain is even higher.

　　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 the Blood Cloud Sect, an evil cultivator sect that was not even a third-rate.

　　The real gate faction, how can a person who can take this step and come to the Yuan infant stage be mediocre in talent.

　　And he is just a half-hung grandmaster realm, and he hasn't even stepped out of the grandmaster realm.

　　It's just that he relied on external forces to make the strength of his physical 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 gas from his mouth, and his heart of contempt for the enemy was swept away.

　　A touch of jade appeared in his palms, and as Jiang Ran's qi and blood were transported, blood-colored lines appeared on his arms one by one.

　　True Qi surged wildly and rose up.

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

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

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

　　"True Qi, Martial Will?"

　　"You're not a physical cultivator!

　　Yan Feng looked at Jiang Ran below, and his face showed a touch of shock.

　　What followed was a look of jealousy, and he didn't dare to be careless anymore and immediately waved his spirit sword again.

　　The spirit swords that countless sword qi turned into began to gather rapidly.

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

　　"It's been many years since I've seen a warrior like you. "

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

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

　　The sword qi that continued to gather gradually formed a giant sword.

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

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

　　"On the way to martial arts, only I can control my own life and death!"

　　A cold glint flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes, and he burst out with a loud shout, and his whole body of qi and blood and true qi suddenly exploded.

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

　　With Jiang Ran's fist, it 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 all around seemed to be about to crush the town.

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

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

　　Although the realm of martial artists is difficult to reach, but after reaching the innate martial arts, I am afraid that many people have forgotten their terrifying level.

　　Even the body cultivation is only because it is difficult for martial artists to cultivate, so they split a faction and begin to practice martial arts by cultivating immortals.

　　But a real warrior, the kind of courage that is not weaker than the sky.

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

　　It was vividly expressed in Jiang Ran's body, just a moment of effort.

　　The giant sword that had been slashed in the sky began to splinter slightly.

　　Countless cobweb-like cracks began to spread uncontrollably around the greatsword.

　　"Drink!"

　　"Break it for me!"

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

　　He understood that if he lost, Jiang Ran would never be kind enough to let him go.

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

　　Unlike martial artists, immortal cultivators don't have as much 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 moment, the giant sword seemed to be repaired in an instant, and the cobweb crack that originally appeared was also shrouded in a ray of blood.

　　"Give me death!"

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

　　Although it was only for a moment, there were signs of suppressing Jiang Ran.

　　But Yan Feng understands very well that this is already his full strength.

　　"Sword cultivation, but that's it!"

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

　　With the blessing of powerful True Qi and Qi and blood, the jade color on Qian Lian's hand was even more obvious.

　　"Boom!"

　　"Bang!"

　　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 wildly 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 physical body, and the blood-colored true qi in Qian Lian's hands began to seem to turn into substance.

　　was punched out by Jiang Ran, and he directly knocked back the terrifying giant sword for several feet.

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

　　The human 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 his whole body couldn't stop trembling, and he could only increase the output, and spit out another mouthful of essence blood.

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