I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

On the shore of the heavy water lake, Zhang Yi said in a cold voice, about to draw his sword to attack the enemy.

However, Shen Yuanyi, who was on the opposite side, stretched out his body at this time, retreated in a floating manner, and finally landed on the branches and leaves of a big tree.

He smiled.

"Why is Fellow Daoist Zhang Yi so anxious?"

"You and I are the top figures among the elite saints, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the Fragmented Continent."

"If it's because of a mere chance that you will go to war, it will hurt your kindness."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he regained his composure.

"In my eyes, you are no different from other saints. Therefore, if you think highly of yourself and hold a high profile, then you are looking for the wrong target."

The words fell.

A sword energy emerged out of nowhere, turned into a crescent horse, and slashed at the opponent brazenly.

Zhang Yi took the lead, and stopped listening to the other party's so-called reasoning, and wanted to slay the other party with his sword.

"boom!"

At this moment, the void rioted, and the sword energy spread across the world. The crescent moon sword energy flashed away from the void, and in the next instant, it appeared above Shen Yuanyi's head.

Shen Yuanyi, known as the Jade Faced Lord, had a calm expression from beginning to end, and his conversation with Zhang Yi was also full of relaxed gestures.

But at this time, even Zhang Yi's face changed when he reacted violently.

After all, in his eyes, Zhang Yi's combat level is at the same level as him, and he is one of the few who stand shoulder to shoulder with him and may threaten him.

And the swordsman has always been a peerless fighter in the same realm, which is even more unbelievable.

"Death Palm!"

Shen Yuanyi's eyes were fixed, not daring to be careless, he slowly slapped out the sword energy falling from the top of his head, and his right hand was immediately surrounded by gray and white dead air.

And if you look carefully, in Shen Yuanyi's palm, there are still three imprints entrenched, forming a death imprint.

That is the Miesheng Seal, an intermediate supernatural power cultivated by Shen Yuanyi.

It uses boundless death energy to condense the seal of death, and every time it is condensed, its power will be doubled.

And the combination of the three seals is the realm of Dacheng, which can subdue the four heavenly saints and extract all their vitality, making it difficult to meet opponents in the same realm.

It is also because of practicing this supernatural power that Shen Yuanyi's whole body is not filled with dead energy like other Huangquan Valley saints, but full of vitality, with a sunny and warm temperament.

At this time, Shen Yuanyi obviously attached great importance to Zhang Yi's sword move, so at the first time, he used this ultimate move.

"boom!"

The Crescent Moon Sword Qi and the Mie Sheng Palm collided violently, and the void on that side suddenly collapsed, covered by a dark void.

As for the area in the center, Shen Yuanyi stood steadily, with the death seal in his right palm glowing slightly.

There are strands of gray lines spreading out from above, entangled layer by layer towards the crescent moon sword energy, trying to drag it into the gleaming death mark and devour it completely!

However, it was beyond Shen Yuanyi's expectation.

The gray and white silk thread spread towards the sword energy, and before it could be restrained, it was cut off by the extremely sharp sword intent, and the two were in a stalemate for a moment.

And faintly, he even felt that the seal of death in his palm was becoming unstable, as if he was struggling in front of this sword glow.

"Are you kidding me!"

Shen Yuanyi's eyes showed displeasure, his whole body erupted with real energy, and he opened his right hand forcefully, holding Zhang Yi's sword light tightly with Miesheng palm.

Afterwards, his cultivation base was all shaken, and his right hand exploded with radiant brilliance, and he shook it suddenly.

"Peng!"

At this moment, the void trembled, and there seemed to be a dull sound, and the sharp sword light was directly crushed by Shen Yuanyi!

That faint backlash caused Zhang Yi's strong true energy to fluctuate a bit.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Yi deserves to be the number one swordsman among the elite saints of Wenjian Mountain. His offensive power really cannot be underestimated."

Shen Yuanyi opened his mouth slowly, and he looked at his right palm, where the seal of death became slightly dimmed, and a lot of death breath was consumed.

"Really."

"My opinion is completely different from fellow daoists. You, the chief elite saint of Huangquan Valley, are really not satisfactory."

Zhang Yi shook his head, with an undisguised indifference in his tone, as if he was a little disappointed with Shen Yuanyi's display of combat power.

And Zhang Yi's unceremonious words immediately made Shen Yuanyi's expression freeze in place.

In his heart, he couldn't help being ashamed and angry at this moment, and his cheeks were very embarrassed.

Everyone is the strongest elite saint of the top power of one party, and they are both in the first echelon of combat power. Shen Yuanyi can't understand why the other party can be so high and ignore him so much?

From the beginning when the two met, he was nice and nice, and he didn't want to have a dispute easily, leading to an early confrontation, which drained his fighting power for no reason.

But the other side is fine, they seem to have no worries, if they don't agree with each other, they will do it brazenly, and they don't care that they may end up in a situation where both sides will suffer, so they will fall into a passive situation in the final competition for the seat of the origin of the stars.

At this moment, apart from shame and anger, Shen Yuanyi also felt aggrieved, he couldn't help saying coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Yi, I am patient everywhere, do you think I am afraid of you?"

"I just don't want to hurt both sides, and end up at the expense of others for nothing."

"If you press every step of the way because of this, even if both sides are hurt, I will have to do it."

Shen Yuanyi's face became completely indifferent, and his tone was also gloomy, he said dissatisfied.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi laughed immediately, and he taunted unceremoniously.

"Fellow Daoist thinks too highly of himself, when will I put you in my eyes?"

"I don't even care about Yun Beige from Yuntian Palace, or the lower realm ascendant from Xuelou. If I meet him, I'll kill him."

"Haha, hahahaha, what an arrogance!"

"It's just a person who has ascended from the lower realms. He thinks that if he goes smoothly in Wenjian Mountain, he can despise the world's proud son."

Hearing Zhang Yi's bold words, Shen Yuanyi couldn't help laughing out of anger.

Immediately, he didn't make a move, but raised his hand, and a delicate boat landed on the surface of the heavy water lake, and then drove inward.

"Zhang Yi, since you say so much, I will wait for you in the land of fortune."

"But if you can't even cross a lake with heavy water, then it's not worth my real effort."

As soon as the words fell, the power of the formation flickered on the boat, and its speed suddenly increased, and soon it sailed to the depths, shrouded in layers of fog.

"Sure enough, we have already prepared."

Seeing this, Zhang Yi nodded calmly.

Immediately, he controlled the sword with his mind, and there was a sword spirit criss-crossing the lush mountains. Soon, a boat made of orchid wood was formed.

The boat fell into the water, and the water was rippling, and then Zhang Yi's figure flashed, and he fell into it and drove to the depths of the lake.

Gradually, the mist also enveloped him and cut off the surrounding scenery, leaving him alone.