Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

The entire battle line of the Barbarian State contracted, and the soldiers of the Barbarian Country who were fighting around were all cleaned up, and at this time, the two sides were at a stalemate.

Everyone knows that if any side attacks now, it will definitely be at a disadvantage.

So they are all waiting, waiting for the battle in the sky to appear a result.

For a country, it is ultimately the highest combat power of a country that determines the outcome of the game.

The existence of a martial saint powerhouse is like a nuclear weapon, it is a deterrent, and it is also the last guarantee to protect a country.

The current battle situation is stalemate, and the only one who can call the shots is the Martial Saint powerhouse who is fighting in the sky.

At this time, the celestial phenomena in the sky were already completely chaotic, and the earthy yellow light and purple light were completely entangled in the air.

The huge whirlpool cloud hovered in the air, and there were still various roars inside, and the terrifying "four-five-zero" frenzied aura spread in the air, making the entire battlefield extremely depressing.

"Is this the Martial Saint?"

Li Ji's eyes carried a bit of longing, the strongest combat power in the world, the Martial Saint, at this moment, was truly fighting in front of him.

It felt like he was so close to the Martial Saint for the first time, but he really felt the gap between himself and the Martial Saint.

It is no wonder that there have been so many strong grandmasters throughout the ages, but the martial saint powerhouses in an era are only within two digits.

This kind of terrifying power is simply not something that people can possess.

Jiang Ran was indifferent, he had already reached the peak of the Martial Saint when he was in his heyday in his previous life, and there was a gap between everyone among the Martial Saints.

There is also a world of difference between a weak Martial Saint and a powerful Martial Saint, and it may even be even greater than the gap between the Grandmaster and the Martial Saint.

The Chen Huang and Basanta in front of them were amazingly powerful, but they were only low-ranking existences among the Martial Saints.

He had already reached the peak of the Martial Saint in his previous life, and in this life, he naturally wanted to break through the shackles of the realm of the Martial Saint.

But judging from the current situation, there is still no information about the higher realms in this world.

Could it be that Xi Shuangguo is too young to be exposed to such news at all? Jiang Ran had some doubts in his heart.

And as time passed, the roar in the sky gradually stopped, and the terrifying power began to gradually converge, and the strange swirling clouds overhead gradually stopped rotating, and the colors rendered on it gradually faded.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but be raised, and now the result of the battle between the two must have decided the fate of both sides.

"Boom!"

Without warning, another roar exploded in the sky, and a figure wrapped in earthy yellow light fell from the sky and landed straight in the camp of the barbarian country.

The adjutant was shocked when he saw the figure that gradually disappeared from the earthy yellow light, and stepped forward to help:

"General, are you alright? "

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Basanta's mouth, and the muscles of the burly body were damaged to varying degrees.

"It's okay, I didn't expect Chen Huang to burst out with such combat power after the last battle, this time he can still burst out with such combat power, I underestimated him, what is the situation on your side?"

Basanta wiped the corners of his mouth, and when he saw that the battle line was already fully retracted, he couldn't help frowning and asked.

"The team on the other side that killed the Gulig was a team made up entirely of grandmasters, and we couldn't contain it when they rushed in. "

The adjutant's face was apologetic, just giving up on the battle line they had already established, and he was also a little annoyed in his heart.

Basanta frowned, and just as he was about to say something, a figure descended from the sky.

"Basanta, it's you who lose. "

Chen Huang stood in the air, facing the tens of thousands of troops below without a country, but his momentum did not show any weakness.

"Chen Huang, for such a situation, you have also paid a lot of price, a hundred Grandmaster powerhouses are regarded as a team, and you are also very courageous. "

Basanta sneered, but in this case, everyone else could understand that Basanta was bluffing at this time.

"Haha, the skills are not as good as others, why don't you admit it, Basanta, do you still want to fight again?" (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Chen Huang laughed, but in the last sentence, the aura around him became fierce and murderous.

The soldiers of the two countries behind Xi were infected, and they immediately roared angrily:

"Fight again!"

The roars of 10,000 people echoed in the air, and the aftermath echoed.

Basanta's face turned pale, but he didn't say a word, after all, he really lost this battle, and now he naturally wants to bow his head...

And......

He set his eyes on Jiang Ran, who was standing in front of his team.

Although Jiang Ran is a Martial Saint who has not yet broken through, the current Jiang Ran is already capable of unleashing a Martial Saint-level attack.

Although he couldn't believe it, Basanta had to admit that if Jiang Ran could still unleash such an attack, and if he wasn't on the field, the consequences might be unimaginable.

Maybe one martial saint on this battlefield may not be enough. []

This thought instantly appeared in Basanta's mind, although he was defeated like this, and he still had to talk to His Majesty, this kind of thing would definitely make him punished.

But there is no way, compared to these, if this castle cannot be taken, then at that time, it will not be punished, but beheaded.

So he can't hide the current situation on the battlefield.

"Fifty miles back. "

With a wave of his hand, Basanta let the barbarian soldiers retreat again, since the battle line that had been built so hard before had been lost, it was pointless to hold on here, it was better to retreat directly, but it would be able to reduce some losses.

"Fifty miles back!"

The adjutant nodded, ripped his throat open, and shouted:

"Fifty miles back!"

The barbarians were extremely disciplined, and it didn't take long for the order to be given before the whole team was moving.

The huge team retreated in an orderly manner, and in an instant, it completely disappeared into the main battlefield. 1.6

"Chen Huang, wait, our war is not over yet, this is a long war!"

After seeing the team leave, Basanta opened his mouth and said to Chen Huang in the sky.

"Accompany you to the end. "

Chen Huang already said flatly.

"Let's go!"

After Basanta took a deep look at Jiang Ran, it seemed that he wanted to keep Jiang Ran's figure in his mind forever.

Jiang Ran was naturally not afraid, now that he had controlled the use of the Dao, at this time, he was just one step away from being able to enter the Martial Saint.

On the day he broke through to the Martial Saint, the Basanta in front of him was definitely not his opponent.

And the reason for this is because the Dao that every martial saint can use is already here to distinguish the strength and weakness.