I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 239
Everyone in the world says that Martial Immortals are ferocious, and they are the most powerful beings under the saints, but except for the battle between Martial Immortals that not many people saw in the desert of Jiaozhou eight and a half years ago, there has been no Martial Immortals in the world for sixty years. A real fight to the death.

Not to mention the deathmatch, even the sparring is done secretly, and never revealed to others.

The Zhang family's banquet was still going on, the saint of the Zhang family sat at the head and drank wine with a few masters of the family, while Zhang Juan ran off to nowhere.

When the disciples of the Zhang family at the banquet finally realized that the lord had escaped without a trace, Zhang Juan brought Yue Mei back pushing a six-foot bronze mirror.

"Yaya, what is this?"

The disciple of the Zhang family on the side asked a question, which attracted everyone's attention.

Generously pushed the bronze mirror among the crowd and set it up, Zhang Juan didn't take the lead in answering the crowd, but wiped the sweat stains from his head, complaining, "It's really heavy!"

In a word, everyone subconsciously looked at the road surface when the bronze mirror rolled over, and found that there was a trace on the floor of the Zhang family.

This is the ground of Qinggang stone, and it can be pressed out of traces, so it is no wonder that Zhang Juan complained.

"This is a gift from my brother to Yaya. He said that after the bronze mirror glows white, there will be an incomparably huge feast, which will benefit everyone."

Standing next to the bronze mirror, Zhang Juan had already adjusted his breathing, so he explained in a leisurely manner: "The brother didn't say what it is, but the switch is in Yaya's hands. Earlier sister Yuemei said that the bronze mirror It has already emitted white light, so Yaya pushed it here."

As he said that, an ordinary Wuyuan stone appeared in his hand, and while everyone was watching, Zhang Juan directly inserted it into a nest behind the bronze mirror.

"Boom~!"

The explosion came suddenly, the moment Wu Yuanshi entered the bronze mirror, the entire banquet venue was suddenly surrounded by a huge 3D image.

The yellow sand all over the sky is like being there in the whole huge projection, and among them, the most conspicuous ones are the twelve figures in the sky.

"He Xiao Patriarch?!"

"Grandpa Hexiao!"

"Seven kills Palace Master?!"

... Shocked voices can be heard endlessly. The children of the Zhang family have seen too much in the world. This sudden 3D projection can't make everyone so pale. What really shocked everyone was the two Martial Immortals projected on that day.

What is Wuxian?

In this era when there is no realm of saints, martial immortals are the pinnacle of immortals!

Unlike others, Zhang Juan was the first to see his elder brother. At this time, Zhang Wuyang was underground, surrounded by Zhang Luo and Heng Xun.

"elder brother?"

"..."

Zhang Juan didn't answer, only then did he understand that he could only project the current battle in Jiaozhou here, but he didn't have the ability to speak, so he could only shut his mouth resentfully, watching the battle in the sky unhappy.

The battle between the immortals had just started not long ago. At this time, the two sides did not make a real fight, or in other words, they did not use all their cultivation bases. It was a kind of temptation for each other.

Standing there, Zhang Wuyang felt melancholy watching the ten immortals of the Zhang family in the sky dare not even enter the body of the Lord of the Seven Kills.

He also understands the thoughts of these people, not because they are afraid of war, but because at this time, whether it is with the ancestor Xiao or the Lord of the Seven Kills, they are still in the trial stage. They are wandering outside. Repression, coupled with the space-time chaos formation at this time, can make the balance of victory completely tilt to Zhang Hexiao.

It's just... Yaya's banquet is almost over, okay?

Gritting his teeth, seeing that he was still probing, Zhang Wuyang finally realized that if this continued, he would really be unable to attend the banquet.

"Grandpa Luo, take my formation boards and arrange them on the plain three miles away. This is the formation diagram."

"Hehehehehe, good, good."

Without asking why, Zhang Luo smirked and went to set up the formation with a smirk on his face, and the field was quiet again.

Ten minutes later, when Zhang Luo came back, he didn't speak, but just nodded, indicating that he had set up the formation.

Looking up at the sky, I saw a group of people still testing each other there, it seemed that this fight was going to last forever.

Zhang Wuyang suddenly said loudly: "Grandpa~, drive this old man to the place where the formation is three miles away! The rest help!"

"Array? This kid Wuyang is in a hurry, he has come out with all his skills."

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that I don't know if the master of the seven kills will accept his fate."

There was a lot of discussion in the Zhang family, and Zhang Hexiao, who hadn't used any of his special tricks in the sky, suddenly burst out laughing after a slap: "Okay!"

The good words just fell, and the big palm made of ordinary immortal energy suddenly changed, and it turned into a sky full of sword energy in an instant.

These Sword Qi Seven Kills Palace Lords had been stabbed twice before, almost after Zhang Hexiao used this kind of sword energy, the Seven Kills Palace Masters turned around and evaded.

But people are not fools, they didn't go to the place where Zhang Luo went before, but turned to one side.

Although he was hit by an ordinary immortal from the Zhang family during this period, it did not cause much injury to the Lord of the Seven Kills.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity~"

I don't know which Zhang family disciple spoke, and everyone nodded tacitly.

The battle in the sky is still going on, because Wuxian has been able to restrain his energy well in the battle, and all the magical powers have been integrated into his usual moves. It doesn't seem to be lively at this time, and there is quite a kind of little Zhou Tian. The feeling of fighting in the sky.

On the contrary, the ten Zhang Family Immortals next to them were aggressive. Although they also retracted their momentum, they still made yellow sand all over the sky for hundreds of miles.

The strong wind blew, and the scene was completely yellow.

If a mortal is here and can survive this battle by luck, he will probably say the end of the world at this time.

Evolving sword energy again, Zhang Hexiao seemed determined to force the Lord of the Seven Kills to the formation three miles away, but the Lord of the Seven Kills had already seen the power of Zhang Wuyang's formation before, and at this time also Still in the big formation of time and space, even if he was willing to suffer a blow or two from the Zhang Family Immortal, he would never take a step in the direction of the big formation that Zhang Wuyang had just arranged.

When the starry night came and the Zhang family's banquet was over, Zhang Wuyang could even feel his sister's sadness.

It's just that the tenacity of the Palace Master of the Seven Kills is a bit beyond ordinary people. He has already suffered more than a hundred heavy blows from the immortals of the Zhang family during the process of Zhang Hexiao's persecution, but he has become more and more courageous as he fights.

He even attacked Zhang Wuyang many times during the period, hoping to coerce the emperor to order the princes, but it was a pity that Hengxun was by Zhang Wuyang's side, and his several attacks failed.

There were several times when he wanted to escape, but was stopped by the Immortal Zhang Family.And it was obvious that the real fire had already been fired, Zhang and Xiao had used their big moves several times, but the Palace Master of the Seven Kills was still using the smallest scars to obtain the greatest degree of self-protection.

"Today, it's considered to be a bastard!"

Zhang Wuyang, who was already a little tired, gave up struggling completely, sat in a corner, glanced at the battle in the sky, and cursed resentfully.

Obviously according to the calculation at the beginning, the Lord of the Seven Kills would lose his combat power after being hit 100 times by the Zhang Family Immortal, and he could go home to eat by himself.But... after more than [-] hits, he is still alive and well. If he hadn't been hit by Zhang and Xiao in vain during the previous battle, God knows if he would have been beaten for several years.

Could it be that the other martial immortals of the Zhang family are still allowed to take action?Then do you want to have the reputation of the ancestor of filial piety?

Reluctantly laying down, throwing his clothes on his body, Zhang Wuyang planned to sleep: "Let's fight, let's fight until next year's Chinese New Year."

"Hehe ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, watching it for a day, sleep, sleep."

"Right? Is Grandpa Luo also bored?"

"Hehehehehe, boring."

boring?Everyone watching the battle from the Zhang Family Projector rolled their eyes, while Heng Xun took a strange look at Zhang Luo.

If Zhang Wuyang said it was boring, it would be understandable, after all, Zhang Wuyang's realm is there, in the final analysis, he is just a child with open veins.

In addition, the two Martial Immortals fighting in the sky do not have fancy moves at this time, they are straight forward, and they control their moves, and their strength will not be revealed. Occasionally, they stop to think about how to fight next. It's like playing Go.

So Zhang Wuyang said it was boring, but he didn't understand, he didn't understand his realm.

But Zhang Luo, as an immortal in the past, still calls it boring now, which is a bit unreasonable.

I really felt like grabbing Zhang Luo's collar and asking, "Did you live in a dog's belly all these years!" But after thinking about it, he gave up, because he would probably die a miserable death if he did so.

Zhang Wuyang controls the kind of saint brand killing in his mind.

The moon could only be seen occasionally in the yellow sand all over the sky. Zhang Wuyang fell asleep directly, and occasionally woke up. He still looked at Heng Xun's expression, so as to roughly estimate how many times the master of the Seven Killings in the Sky had been hit by the immortals of the Zhang family.

Because every time the servants of the Zhang family hit hard, Heng Xun would close his eyes unbearably, and the more times he closed his eyes, the longer he would close his eyes.At any rate, he was an old comrade-in-arms back then. If he could ignore this, he would not be the affectionate and righteous third hall master of the Seven Killing Hall recognized by everyone in the Zhang family.

(End of this chapter)