I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

At this point, these heavenly warriors from the Taicang Kingdom broke up instantly, and a possible battle disappeared invisibly.

After Zhang Yi stayed in this city for a few days, he also felt that the warriors who had been monitoring every corner of the city had disappeared.

He realized it in his heart, and smiled.

"It seems that these people from the Taicang Kingdom are still very sensible. That's good, but I don't need to do it anymore."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi stopped paying attention, but went about doing his own thing.

Dozens of days passed in a flash, and nothing major happened in the middle, and the day of the battle came smoothly.

On this day, countless warriors marched towards the depths of Luohu Plain like locusts.

And Zhang Yi also moved with the trend, and rushed to the battle point in a flash, ready to observe the battle carefully.

High above the Luohu Plain, Zhang Yi's figure appeared in the clouds, and then he turned his gaze to the void ahead.

I saw two people standing facing each other in the void in front of them, and the whole body was filled with huge fluctuations of true essence.

The two are the protagonists of this battle, Xuan Zhenzi of the Taizhen Sect and Wang Heng of the Qingfeng Sect.

Unlike Wang Heng, who was in the prime of life, the 700-year-old Xuan Zhenzi looked old.

At a glance, Zhang Yi felt that this person's body was full of dead energy, completely suppressing his vitality, giving people a feeling of sunset and dusk, like an old man who was about to grow old.

Zhang Yi's eyes were calm, and there were not many surprises.

"Although the theoretical age of a warrior in the heavenly realm is eight hundred years old, it is only a theoretical state."

"As the age reaches a certain level, even if it is a warrior in the heavenly realm, the overall state will fall into inevitable aging."

Just like Xuan Zhenzi in front of Zhang Yi, although he is a warrior in the heavenly realm, his body's blood, physical strength, and spirit have all declined compared to the normal state.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, this is an unavoidable natural law - at least until the martial arts reach a certain level, this law is inevitable.

And what that realm is, Zhang Yi still doesn't know.

At least, the Saint Realm should not be enough, otherwise why would the adults in the Star Realm be so anxious?

"The road is long."

Zhang Yi sighed, his gaze became firmer.

"But having said that, the reason why Xuan Zhenzi wants to fight Wang Heng now is because he hopes to wipe out a big enemy for the sect before the deadline."

"After all these years, the relationship between the two sects has become irreconcilable."

"And when Xuan Zhenzi passes away, I'm afraid that Taizhen Sect will be liquidated by Wang Heng, so the other party is putting all their eggs in one basket now."

Zhang Yi guessed the reason.

Then, the fluctuation of the battle between the two in the arena pulled his thoughts back.

...

In the arena, Xuan Zhenzi narrowed his eyes on his wrinkled face. He looked at Wang Heng, and his tone revealed a feeling of emotion.

"I really didn't expect that the boy from back then has grown to this point."

"The right and wrong of those years have passed, and it is meaningless to delve into it now. Today, let you and I understand it here."

Wang Heng kept silent, nodded, and then raised the long sword in his hand.

It is superfluous to say anything at this time, what the two can do is to go all out to defeat each other for the sake of their respective sects!

The battle is about to start!

I saw the late Xuan Zhenzi's eyes that seemed to be closed all the time opened suddenly, but at this moment there seemed to be flames burning in the muddy pupils.

Xuan Zhenzi's body is still old, but in a short period of time, he chose to forcibly raise his blood and fight this battle with his peak state!

After this battle, Xuan Zhenzi's lifespan and strength may decline at an accelerated rate again, but he has no time to take care of it.

Instead of struggling to support the situation in aging, it is better to burn your life and give it a go.

As a martial artist, he also has such awareness!

"boom!"

At this moment, two pillars of true essence light shot up into the sky, and the aura of the surrounding world was greatly turbulent.

The power of the two spread and each occupied half of the sky, and then swept towards each other with murderous intent.

And their figures were also fiercely confronting each other at this time.

For a moment, sword energy and gun shadows were densely distributed in the void.

Occasionally, when an attack landed on the ground, it would tear a deep crack in the ground in an instant, and the expressions of all the onlookers suddenly changed with such power.

The speed of the two is so fast that even the warriors of the terrain can only see a vague shadow, but even so, there are still many warriors watching the two confronting each other without blinking.

The martial arts and artistic conception displayed by the two when they fight each other is also a great opportunity for the warriors who are watching.

If it can be grasped, there will be no small progress.

In fact, when the boss is fighting, there are many examples where the surrounding warriors have some insights and then break through on the spot.

...

"It's really a tense battle. Who can win this match?"

In the high-altitude clouds, Zhang Yirao watched the battle with interest, guessing the answer in his heart.

Although he could see through Xuan Zhenzi's information with his eyes of insight and then get the answer, but that would be equivalent to a spoiler, and he would naturally not do such a boring thing.

Zhang Yi touched his chin.

"Why don't you play a game and see who wins out of the two."

"Hmm... what's a good bet?"

Zhang Yi thought for a moment, his eyes lit up.

"Yes!"

"If Wang Heng wins, then I will kill Kuang Shan cleanly."

"If Xuan Zhenzi wins, then I will torture Kuang Shan and kill him."

Zhang Yi nodded.

"Well, it's perfect."

...

"yawn!"

In a violent wind valley, the fierce wind condenses into a solid body, dancing around, its power is astonishing, if the warriors of the terrain do not deploy the shield of true essence, they will be torn apart in an instant.

And in the center of the Valley of the Wind, a man with his upper body naked sat cross-legged.

At this moment, he suddenly yawned.

The man opened his eyes and frowned slightly, "It's strange, why does it feel like something is wrong... Is it my illusion?"

After thinking for a while without a clue, the man got up and ended his practice.

"It should be an illusion. It seems that I have been practicing here for too long, and my spirit is a little tense, which makes me almost hallucinate."

"Forget it, since that's the case, let's stop here for this time's practice."

"Hey, although I have been practicing here for several years, the progress of my physical body is minimal."

In the dissatisfied whisper, the man walked out of the wind valley, and then his figure flashed, and he came to a mountain peak in the sect.

At this time, in the other courtyard of the mountain peak, there is a young man who is practicing martial arts.

When the man's figure fell, the boy immediately stopped working, clasped his fists and saluted, "Father."