Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

And such a person has a not-so-loud name, and that is Temucheng.

"Oh, so you know you're guilty? Tell me what your sin is. "

Temucheng asked with interest.

Sweat slid down Basanta's forehead, and although the other party didn't cultivate, he still felt an invisible pressure.

"I ...... I didn't defend the border city, and I came back in such a humiliating way. "

Basanta swallowed a mouthful of saliva and struggled to speak.

"I don't agree with what you're saying. "

Temucheng shook his head, and it was this shaking that made Basanta almost suffocate.

"I don't blame you for not guarding the border city, after all, your cultivation is not very good, although Xi Shuangguo is small, but it is not without capable people, but with such a humiliating way as kneeling, it has made my country lose face. "

Temucheng's words rose and fell slightly.

Basanta even had a feeling of vertigo.

"No...... This is really a helpless move for 24, the enemy is too strong, and I still want to dress Your Majesty again, please give me a chance, I will definitely ......"

"Well, you don't have to say any more. "

Temucheng raised his hand and interrupted what Basanta had said.

"If you really want to dress me, then use your life to prove that not only the soldiers of our country, but also the powerful people of our country, are ready to sacrifice their lives for our country. Shadow, give the knife. "

"Yes. "

The man on the side made a sound.

The man took a step, and in the blink of an eye, he was from Temucheng's side to Basanta's side.

The shadow reached into Basanta's shadow, drew a long knife from it, and placed it in front of Basanta.

"Don't worry, I will support you after you die, help you find a reason, so that you will not be as undignified as you are now, and I will treat your family well. "

Tie Mucheng opened his mouth and said, he didn't wait for Basanta to say anything, this is how he directly decided Basanta's life and death.

Basanta's swarthy face turned a little pale.

Looking at the knife in front of me, my hand trembled a little.

"Don't worry, the pain is only for a moment, if you're afraid, I can let the shadow do it. "

In Tie Mucheng's words, he didn't care about the life and death of a martial saint at all.

Basanta trembled for a while, his eyes changed from fear at first, to despair, and finally to bitterness, he picked up the long knife and spoke:

"Thank you, Your Majesty for the sword. "

After saying that, Basanta stabbed the long knife through his chest, and the long knife did not hinder him in the slightest, like cutting tofu, and it passed directly through his chest.

But the strange thing is that in Basanta's chest, there is not a trace of blood exposed, Basanta's expression has been coagulated, as if the moment the long knife pierced his body, he was already dead.

Another three seconds passed, and the long knife was stained with an earthy yellow glow.

"Draw the sword, and then find the right person, and give it to you. "

Temucheng had already begun to review the recitals, and seemed to be accustomed to the scene in front of him.

"Yes!"

The shadow replied, pulling out the long knife that had stabbed into Basanta's chest.

Basanta slowly fell to the ground like this, there was no trace of blood on his chest, and his expression became extremely peaceful.

"Have you found the person who defeated Basanta?"

"I found out, it is a person named Jiang Ran, he is Xi Shuangguo is known as the most talented person in thousands of years, he appeared in the battlefield six months ago, at that time the other party was still a grandmaster, but now he has become a martial saint, fifteen years old, and he is indeed a genius. "

The shadow placed the blade in his shadow, stepped out, and returned to Temucheng's side again, responding to Temucheng's question.

"Fifteen?"

Tie Mucheng raised his eyebrows, and then as if he remembered something, he asked:

"In the information of the Holy Land before, did you also have this Jiang Ran's information. "

"Yes, Your Majesty, this person entered the Holy Land six months ago, and after only one month has passed, he has already stepped into the Martial Saint in half a step. But then I don't know what the situation was, and then I became a martial saint five months later. "

"This man had slashed anything with his sword at the time of his sanctification, and there was no holy place to bless him, and the world he had chosen had a huge meteorite. "

"No Holy Land Blessings?"

Temucheng raised his head and looked at the shadow.

"Yes, many Martial Saints were present at that time, and they all said that they had not seen the blessings of the Holy Land. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Interesting, interesting, is this person already discovering something? Or is he just vaguely aware of it?"

Tie Mucheng thought for a moment and said:

"Give you a month, and I'll let this man be in front of me. "

"Yes, Your Majesty. "

The shadow nodded in response, and then disappeared into the darkness around it, along with the corpse of Basanta on the ground.

At this moment, only Temucheng and a figure behind him were left in the main hall, as if they were unchanged from the ages.

At this moment, the woman standing outside was bored, and wanted to go to the door to see what was going on in the hall.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the air, startling her daughter.

When I looked back, it was the shadow, and I immediately complained: []

"Shadow, can you go from the right path, every time 987 appears from behind someone else's back, isn't it scary?"

The shadow was silent for a while before he spoke:

So it is with my word. "

"Hmph, stupid, it's over?"

The woman scolded, then asked after a pause.

"Yes, Basanta has returned to the ancestral god. "

"Hmph, such a stupid person, give him such a chance?"

"He deserves it, and we reward and punish him. "

"Then you came out, do you have any goals?"

"Yes, Your Majesty wants Jiang Ran—that is, the one who defeated Basanta. "

"What, to get me near such a dangerous person?"

The woman's eyes widened.

"That's why I'm looking for you, and you're the most suitable person. "

The shadow did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"You are a flower, and our majesty trusts you very much. "

"Hmph, I haven't seen him see me a few times. "

The woman pouted dissatisfiedly, and the little woman's posture was vividly displayed at this moment.

"Your Majesty is still a mortal after all, and your Tao will have an impact on his body, and we must put an end to this situation. "

Shadows are like emotionless machines.

"Got it, got it, isn't it just a newly promoted martial saint? "

The woman smiled, and her eyes returned to composure.