I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Spiritual thoughts transmitted sound, but in a split second, Zhang Yi understood the mystery of what the two said.

Then, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After deliberation, the information given by the two elite saints of Tianyun Palace and Tingxuelou is the detailed coordinates of an accurate boundary.

It is not a chance fortune placed by the eight top forces, but one of the few fortunes born in this fragmented continent, which is of high value.

"How did you get the news?"

Zhang Yi looked at the two of them and said in a cold voice.

"My lord Zhang Yi, the two of us are willing to make a martial oath to prove that what we said is true, but how do we know... this involves some secrets of martial arts, so I don't want to tell you. Please don't ask me too much."

The woman in white explained in a low voice.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi nodded and didn't ask again. After all, the binding force of the martial arts oath is enough to prove that what the other party said is true.

Immediately, Zhang Yi glanced at Xuantu and the two of them respectively, lowered his head and fell into deep thought, seeming to be swaying from side to side, considering where to accept the proposal.

And Zhang Yi's attitude immediately made all three of them raise their hearts together, and their minds were full of panic.

"Master Zhang Yi!"

In such a suffocating atmosphere, even the saint's mind was tense to the extreme, with sweat running down his back.

Finally, under the increasingly suffocating atmosphere, the burly man couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Zhang Yi swept his eyes, putting great pressure on the latter, and the strong man forcibly stabilized his mind.

"In fact, not long ago, I ran into another elite saint from Sword Asking Mountain."

"At that time, the other party was in a hurry, and it seemed that there was something urgent to deal with."

"If my lord does not intervene in this battle, I am willing to inform the location of the saint."

"oh?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said with a meaningful smile, "There is still such a thing, why didn't you make it clear earlier?"

"this……"

The burly man opened his mouth resentfully, but he couldn't answer.

And Zhang Yi had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't continue to ask, but said calmly.

"Then who is the Saint of Sword Mountain?"

"It's Zi Qing who is known as the swift sword." The burly man replied.

"Fellow Daoist Ziqing..."

Zhang Yi murmured, then glanced sideways at Xuantu, and said calmly to the man, "Tell me her location, and I won't interfere at this time."

"Master Zhang Yi!"

On the other side, Xuan Tu heard that the corners of his eyes were about to burst, and was about to speak again, but at this moment, Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with displeasure.

He waved his hand abruptly, holding the Yuan sword in his hand, and directly slashed down with a burst of sword energy.

"boom!"

The resplendent true energy was surging, and with the will of the sword, he climbed the rock and turned it into a huge sword light. In an instant, it cut through the void and slashed towards Xuantu.

Xuantu was startled, his already seriously injured body managed to condense a diamond seal to block it, but it was instantly shattered by the vast sword energy, and a sword blade landed on his right shoulder, bringing up a cloud of blood and passing through the entire hole.

"Next time, die."

Zhang Yi spoke calmly, his expression undisturbed.

Seeing this scene, the burly man had joy in his brows.

Because Zhang Yi cut this sword, it means that he has made a decision and will never intervene in the battle.

In this way, the second-ranked Xuantu saint in the Qixuanmen will be intercepted and killed by them and fall here.

This credit, after returning to the sect, even if it is divided into two, will definitely get a good return.

Thinking of this, the burly man sent the news of Ziqing's trace to Zhang Yi's ears with a move of his mind.

"So it's at that location..."

Listening to the sound transmission of the strong man's spiritual thoughts, a stream of light flashed across Zhang Yi's eyes, and he already had a decision in his heart.

He glanced at the three of them, then moved his body, directly broke the air strike, and left the place without choosing to intervene.

When the burly man and the woman in white saw Zhang Yi leaving, joy welled up in their eyes, and then they looked at Xuantu, who was severely injured at this time, with undisguised murderous intent in their eyes.

"If it wasn't for your dying struggle and wasting too much time, why would you have waited until Zhang Yi passed by, causing us to pay an extra opportunity for nothing."

"Damn you!"

The burly man said coldly to Xuantu, his tone was indifferent and unfeeling, completely different from when Zhang Yi was present.

"It's too late to make a change. It's better to kill it quickly to avoid future troubles, otherwise it will be bad if the lord goes back on his word."

On the side, the woman in white said, she moved her body, she made a bold move, a round of Chiyue flywheel pierced through the air, and slashed towards Xuantu.

Immediately, the battle broke out again in this area, and blood was shed, rendering the yellow sand.

...

On the other side, Zhang Yi was walking in the void, thinking about what just happened as he walked towards one place.

"Being chased and killed by people from Tianyun Palace and Tingxuelou together, it seems that the situation of Qixuanmen is really worrying."

"Even apart from these two forces, there are many other top forces involved."

"It seems that for this Seven Profound Sect master who is on the verge of his life-span, few forces are willing for him to survive this catastrophe."

Zhang Yi couldn't help thinking.

As for Wenjian Mountain, what the sword master told Zhang Yi and others was just not to participate in this matter, so he didn't choose to intervene in it just now, and directly helped Xuantu.

But apart from this reason, Zhang Yi also has his own considerations, and it's not that he didn't do something secretly.

Previously, Zhang Yi took advantage of the problem and directly used the second form of the Star God Sword Art to attack the starry sky, severely wounding the strong man with his sword.

This is not without a follow-up.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and he said to himself.

"I pierced through Xuantu's right shoulder with a single sword. Although there is sword energy remaining in it, it avoided the fatal point, so that it would not greatly affect the combat power."

"If he is smart enough to detonate the sword marks on the Tianyun Palace man's chest with the remaining sword energy on his right shoulder, causing his temporarily suppressed Dao injuries to detonate again, there may not be no chance of escape."

"This is also his reward for telling me the information. As for whether he can grasp it, it has nothing to do with me..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi thought of the force behind the burly man, Tianyun Palace.

On that day, Yun Beige, who was defeated by him, was the leader of Tianyun Palace entering this place, and there was some grievance and entanglement between the two.

The reason why Zhang Yi didn't kill the strong man with a sword, but spared his strength, was also due to this consideration.

After all, compared to Yun Beige, the burly man is just a small character.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Thousands of thoughts returned to calm, Zhang Yi couldn't help but smiled lightly, then he turned around and rushed directly to the right.

According to the information obtained just now, Ziqing is in that area, which may involve a battle of chance, and there are other elite saints of top forces.

In such a situation, Zhang Yi couldn't miss it.

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