I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Yanshan, a disciple of Lieyan Peak of the Five Elements Sect in the late stage of Xuanjing, has superb Lieyan Dao skills, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the same realm.

In a box, Zhang Yi looked at the information in his hands, and said after a long time: "Water and fire?"

In another box, there were two people sitting upright.

One is handsome, with a gentle demeanor.

A man with a domineering figure and a rough expression.

"Yanshan, you may be overwhelmed this time. The opponent's swordsmanship just restrains your flame swordsmanship, and his cultivation is superior to yours. This time, you may not have a good chance of winning."

The gentle boy said.

"Senior brother, the competition hasn't started yet, so it's not certain whether you will win or lose." The rough boy said dissatisfiedly, but his expression and tone didn't mean to be angry, but respectful to the thin boy in front of him.

These two are disciples of the Five Elements Sect.

However, compared to men with domineering figures, gentle young men have a greater reputation.

Fang Yuan, the Great Disciple of the Five Elements Sect, ranked seventh in the Mysterious Beast Arena, his strength reached the limit of the Mysterious Realm, and he even comprehended the artistic conception of water, his combat power far surpassed that of warriors in the same realm.

Listening to Yanshan's answer, the gentle young man thought about it seriously, and said, "Your cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of the Profound Realm, and you entered the arena just to seek a breakthrough."

"Having such a strong enemy is also a good thing. If it can push you to the limit, maybe you can break through that step."

"Hey." Yanshan smiled, raised his hand and touched the machete beside him, "That depends on whether the opponent is strong enough."

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door, and then a waiter slowly opened the door and walked in, lowering his head and saying, "Mr. Zhang Yi, it's your turn to play."

"It's finally here." Zhang Yi opened his eyes with a calm expression. No matter who the opponent is, he will be defeated by his sword today.

The scorching sun was high, and on the 19th ring, the two faced each other and fought.

"Insight" Zhang Yi used insight.

Yan Shan, the peak of the late stage of the Profound Realm, is good at martial arts: Lie Yan Dao. (Note 1: The target's cultivation base has reached a critical point and is ready to break through at any time.)

"Fuck!"

"Peak in the later stage? Are you going to break through?" Zhang Yi felt a lump in his heart, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

Breaking through the realm in battle has always been a very classic scene in fantasy novels, is this about to be hit by him?

Zhang Yi yelled in his heart that it was unlucky, and he had to give up the original idea of ​​a war of attrition based on wave swordsmanship, and instead changed to thunder to defeat the opponent as soon as possible.

Changes happen later, this battle must be decided quickly, Zhang Yi took a deep breath, clenched the long sword in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and the true energy in his body was slowly circulating, ready to go.

In order to reward, he must win this sixth round of tests!

"Game start!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Zhang Yi was the first to attack.

"Shut up!"

In an instant, Zhang Yi swung his sword three times in a row, attacking the opponent in three directions from left, middle and right. The cold sword light cut the air, and rushed towards the opponent with endless sharpness, trying to block the opponent's movement.

"Phantom Mistake!"

Three sword qi swung out, Zhang Yi immediately used his body skills, followed closely behind.

Zhang Yi tapped the ground with his toes and rushed out. Several phantoms appeared on the way, making it hard to tell which one was real and which one was fake.

"The tide of the wave swordsmanship ebbs and flows!"

Zhang Yi came up with full firepower, and opened his big move directly.

At this moment, there seemed to be the sound of waves hitting the shore in the arena. As Zhang Yi approached, Yanshan could only feel that the sea was angry, and there was a wave sweeping ahead.

"Is it so ruthless when you come up?"

Yanshan was a little dazed, but he reacted immediately.

"My flame knife technique is the strongest attack!"

"This is the field I am best at, if I avoid it, then there is no way to win this competition.

"Head to head? That's what you want!"

Yanshan's true essence erupted, stomping heavily on the ground, and scorching air waves rolled around.

"The seventh style of Flaming Saber Technique, Yanliu!"

"The eighth lava of the flame knife technique!"

"The Ninth Form of the Flame Saber Technique, Ground Fire!"

Yanshan was also a hard stubble, facing Zhang Yi's sudden attack, not only did not dodge, but went against the current, swiping three swords in succession, facing the wave with magma!

Use my strongest against your strongest!

In the auditorium, Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly when he saw Yan Shan's actions, "This is really his style."

However, although this move may seem reckless, it is actually the optimal solution.

Yanshan's saber skills are extremely domineering, taking the path of opening and closing, if Zhang Yi relies on his perfect state of body skills to mediate with him, Yanshan is really not sure.

But because of Yanshan's temporary breakthrough, Zhang Yi had to make a quick decision and chose to use his cultivation level to suppress the opponent.

And this is exactly what Yan Shan wanted.

The moment the two attacks came into contact, the three sword glows were first melted by the flames, and then the magma and the wave collided with each other.

"Peng!"

For a while, the heat was steaming and white mist filled the air.

A huge shock wave exploded, and the dull sound spread throughout the arena.

Yan Shan let out a muffled snort, and was slightly at a disadvantage, after all, his realm was overwhelmed.

Zhang Yi didn't stop attacking, he didn't intend to give his opponent even a chance to catch his breath.

The real essence in the body flowed rapidly, Zhang Yi did not retreat but advanced.

"The tide always ebbs and flows."

"The cycle goes back and forth."

Facing the shock wave of the explosion, Zhang Yi looked normal, waved his hand and slashed out with his sword again.

"Superposition, double wave!"

On the arena, there was the sound of rushing waves, the back wave pushed the front wave, and the two forces merged together immediately.

For a moment, the billowing tide rushed towards the rocky mountain with the force of a turbulent sea, as if the sea was swaying its anger.

Outside the arena, everyone could only see the water-blue true essence filling the entire arena, washing away everything that stood in the way, and Yan Shan's figure seemed so tiny between the ebb and flow of the tide.

It's like a boat shaking from side to side in a storm, making people feel that they will be crushed and crushed in the next second.

However, even in the tide, Yanshan gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

Now the competition is about momentum, as long as you take a step back, if you show weakness, once your momentum loses, you will lose the game.

"Ah!" Yan Shan roared angrily, and forcibly operated the kung fu, the crimson true energy exploded, and he raised the big knife with both hands, and slashed down vertically.

Even though he is small, he still dares to swing his knife forward!

All of a sudden, there were explosions everywhere, and the magma fought against the wave. The two sides actually formed a short-term wrestling, presenting a situation of evenly matched strength.

The two of them just started fighting, and they entered a white-hot stage.

"not good."

Yanshan secretly complained that it was not good, the current situation seemed to be evenly matched, but Yanshan was suffering and could not tell.

Maintaining such a powerful martial skill consumes too much real energy. If the stalemate persists, within five minutes, his real energy will be exhausted, and at the end of the day, he will lose.

"No! I can't lose."

Yanshan clenched his teeth, and forcibly mobilized the true energy in his body to support himself. Soon, blood overflowed from the corner of Yanshan's mouth. Such crazy mobilization of true energy has exceeded the limit that his body can bear!

The magma is cooling, the mist is rising, and the waves gradually occupy the entire arena.

People with good eyesight can see that there is a handful of flames burning in the illusory ocean of blue water, and a figure is faintly visible in the flames.

He held a big knife in both hands, and his body exuded crimson true energy, struggling to support himself in the wave of illusion.

The contract has been sent...

Mengxin seeks collection and seeks recommendation,

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