C40 A Battle of Martial Arts

This day was destined to be bloody. The Zhantai Tribe had become the focal point of the entire continent. Everyone was paying attention to this. No one cared about the outcome of this war.

This war would be the largest battle in thousands of years. After the war, the structure of the entire continent would change. The people of both sides hoped to win the war.

However, this war didn't seem to have alarmed the people of World Sea. None of these people had appeared in this war, except for the Red Armored Army who had appeared in the Chuhuang Tribe during the early stages of the war.

In the main camp of Zhantai Tribe, Tantai Luolie was sitting upright. At this moment, he had a heroic spirit. He was wearing a full set of clothes. The black armor, the pitch black eyes returned to their former glory. The generals below the stage all had heroic looks and were eager to give it a try. For the sake of the entire tribe... They chose to fight bravely.

Warriors should be generous enough to die. They should be heroes in life, but also heroes in death!

"Everyone, the moment of the decisive battle has arrived. Remember, as Zhan Tai's men, you will never shrink back!" Tantai Luolie stood there straight.

He had one hand on his waist, and the other on his sword.

"The rules of the war in the continent have never changed. I believe that the Chuhuang Tribe doesn't want to leave behind an eternal curse! The battle of the Martial Cultivator was in the Moon Valley, and the large-scale battle was on the Burning Sun Plain. The first battle we will be fighting is the battle of the Martial Cultivator. You should all know that. According to the rules left behind by the continent after thousands of years, the Battle of Martial Cultivator is usually a decisive battle. This is to prevent the death of innocent people. " Tantai Luolie looked at the group of hundreds of people in front of him and sighed with emotion.

"I will be in charge of this Martial Cultivator battle, and Tantai Geming will be in charge of a large-scale battle." Tantai Luolie gestured to Tantai Geming, who nodded in response.

"A large-scale battle is inevitable this time, because our chances of winning in the Martial Cultivator battle are not very high. On the contrary, a large-scale battle like this is absolutely unprecedented in the entire continent. " Tantai Luolie thought to himself. He must win this battle. This way, at least it will not be tarnished in the history books. Similarly, the other side would follow the agreement of World Sea and withdraw from the battlefield.

"Follow me!" Tantai Luolie patted Tantai Geming's shoulder before he left. His brother seemed to have become the key to victory in this war.

At this time, Moon Valley was no longer as peaceful and peaceful as before. There were people everywhere. The top of the valley and the cliffs were filled with people. There was no doubt that there were some people from the Martial Cultivator.

At this moment, they were anxiously waiting in the Full Moon Valley, waiting for the arrival of the Zhantai Tribe's army.

They were fearless in this battle because they had a lot of people!

Not long after, Tantai Luolie led the Martial Cultivator of the Zhantai Tribe to the bottom of Full Moon Valley. Everyone looked at the people of the Chuhuang Tribe who were everywhere, and suddenly, they had a bad feeling.

Tantai Luolie stared at the Chuhuang and Martial Cultivator that were everywhere in front of him. He was shocked in his heart. He had never thought that the scale of the Chuhuang Tribe's Martial Cultivator would reach such a huge extent. This was simply shocking.

"You're finally here!" There was a man standing on the peak of the mountain. Under the sunlight, he could vaguely see the tall and sturdy figure and the battle robe fluttering in the wind. Without a doubt, this man must be Chuhuang Batian.

Both of their eyes met in the void, as if they were staring at this old opponent, using their deep eyes to see through everything!