I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Zhang Yi's distress did not last long.

Whether it was Wang Heng's power to stimulate the blood, or Xuan Zhenzi's strongest offensive, obviously they couldn't hold on for too long.

Under the playing style of exchanging injuries for injuries, both of them were seriously injured soon!

Xuan Zhenzi had wounds all over his body, and his robe was stained red with blood.

And his most deadly injury was on his shoulder, where there was a huge incision with deep bones, which almost cut off his arm completely, and the sword intent permeating the wound prevented his rift from being completely healed.

At this time, the death energy pervading Xuan Zhenzi's body became more and more intense, and the vitality was like a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.

On the other side of him, the animalized Wang Heng was just as tragic.

His breath was weak, and there were scorched black marks all over his body, which were caused by being scorched by the flames.

And his abdomen also has a blood hole that penetrates from front to back.

That was when Xuan Zhenzi slashed at the opponent's shoulder with his sword, Xuan Zhenzi responded with a sharp spear.

At this time, the two of them looked horrible.

Above the pure white clouds, Zhang Yi frowned slightly and looked at Xuan Zhenzi, with some surprise in his eyes.

"Is this planning to die?"

Zhang Yi muttered to himself.

Vitality was weak, and death was evident, this Xuan Zhenzi's attacking style was so fierce, it could be said that half of his foot had already stepped into the ground.

Even if he stops now, he is afraid that he will die within a few years.

"Well, this battle is simply beyond imagination..."

And in the distance of Luohu Plain, in the direction where many warriors of the Taizhen Sect are, their faces are full of sadness and intolerance at this time.

Looking at Xuan Zhenzi who traded injuries for injuries, it was obvious that they also realized something.

But unlike the sadness of everyone in Taizhenmen, Xuanzhenzi in the battle showed completely different emotions.

"happy!"

"happy!"

"After the old man broke through to the heaven realm, he hasn't fought like this for hundreds of years."

Xuan Zhenzi's physical condition had undoubtedly deteriorated to the extreme, but at this moment he ignored it and laughed out loud.

Put down all the shackles and go all out, just to defeat the opponent in front of you.

This is what Xuan Zhenzi is thinking now.

At this time, with the understanding of his mind, his spirit became more concentrated, the spear in his hand became more unpredictable, and his power gradually climbed to a higher level.

He closed his eyes and began to swing the spear according to his feeling.

At this time, Xuan Zhenzi was not constrained by the various martial arts he had learned, but made moves without rules, and each spear was pierced according to the most suitable route in the dark.

Wang Heng gradually fell into a disadvantage.

However, even in the face of such a situation, Wang Heng's expression still did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Although he was seriously injured, Wang Heng still acted calmly, with a deep calm under the bloodthirsty pupils.

At this time, Wang Heng undoubtedly showed his full strength and did not hold back at all.

But he couldn't break through and enter a new realm like Xuan Zhenzi, so he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

But even so, Wang Heng was extremely calm, made no mistakes, and tried his best to counteract Xuan Zhenzi's continuous attacks at the least cost.

Facing Xuan Zhenzi who played super godly, Wang Heng's calculations undoubtedly reached the extreme.

But it's a pity that even if Wang Heng did his best, he still couldn't save the signs that he was about to lose.

After all, in this world, strength is far more important than calculation.

Gradually, the outcome will be revealed.

...

"The realm where man and gun are united?"

In the distance, Zhang Yi, who was watching the battle, had some fluctuations in his eyes.

"No, not yet, it's just a touch."

In this life-burning battle, Xuan Zhenzi gave up everything and was obsessed with fighting, but it gave him a brief touch of a mysterious realm.

After this battle, if Xuan Zhenzi can digest the insights from this battle, Xuan Zhenzi's marksmanship will undoubtedly be greatly improved.

pity

This is the last battle of his life.

"Is this the reflection of the light?" Zhang Yi said subconsciously.

You must know that he also relied on this long retreat and relying on the sword cultivation technique to finally reach the realm of the unity of human and sword.

And now, in front of him, there is also a person who has touched a little bit of this realm. Although the other party's life is not long, it is enough for Zhang Yi to remember.

"This battle was really exciting, and this time it didn't come in vain."

Zhang Yi was in high spirits, but Wang Heng in the field was getting worse.

...

"puff!"

Xuan Zhenzi attacked Wang Heng's throat with a mysterious spear again.

On the side of Wang Heng's body, he blocked with a sword, but was hit by the opponent's counterattack, and another blood hole came out immediately, but it became scorched black in an instant.

Xuan Zhenzi's offensive became more and more rapid, each attack was divided into fierce and fierce, so that Wang Heng could only keep defending and dismantling his moves, but he was unable to make any counterattack.

One hundred secrets and one sparse, the defense will always miss a moment.

At a certain moment, Xuan Zhenzi's eyes lit up and he roared angrily.

His spear vibrated, and a huge force suddenly gushed out from the tip of the spear, and then pierced Wang Heng's heart at an astonishing speed.

Wang Heng's face suddenly changed. At this time, he had just blocked the gap of the opponent's last round of attack, and he could no longer stop it with his sword.

At the critical moment, Wang Heng's body moved slightly, moving a little to the left, and then the spear pierced through his front and back chests.

"snort!"

Wang Heng groaned in pain, and kicked the opponent's body, using the counter-shock force to get away from the spear and distance himself.

Xuan Zhenzi looked at Wang Heng in the distance and sighed slightly.

"Unfortunately, just a little bit"

Xuan Zhenzi whispered, holding a spear in his hand, he did not pursue again, but chose to fall to the ground.

Afterwards, Xuan Zhenzi lowered his head and remained motionless.

In the distance, Wang Heng's figure retreated sharply, and after a certain distance, he looked down at his chest.

There was a sharp spear intent constantly destroying Wang Heng's chest, making it impossible for the true essence to suppress the wound to heal, while the red blood kept falling from the sky.

That shot had already reached the point of being unrestrained, and he couldn't detect it. If it was someone else, he would have been pierced through the heart by a shot.

That is to say, Wang Heng has always maintained absolute calm and had some perception in advance, so he seized that tiny opportunity and avoided the fatal blow.

But even so, Wang Heng's situation is very pessimistic.

His chest was completely pierced by a single shot, and this blow undoubtedly made him lose 90% of his combat power!

If Xuan Zhenzi chose to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, then Wang Heng might really be beheaded here.

but.

Wang Heng looked up at Xuan Zhenzi, although he was hit hard by a shot, he didn't panic at all:

"As expected of a Heavenly Realm warrior whose name was passed down to the Taicang Kingdom hundreds of years ago, I admire his courage to fight to the death."

Regarding Wang Heng's words, Xuan Zhenzi didn't answer, and couldn't answer.