I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

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Inside the cyan protective light curtain.

Sitting cross-legged, Zhang Yi was floating in the air, about three feet away from the ground.

In front of him was a flying sword full of cracks.

At this time, with Zhang Yi's breathing, from an angle invisible to the naked eye, the essence of flying swords radiated, and he was continuously inhaled into his body, wandering in his body according to the method of raising swords, and taking root.

And with the fusion of its essence and physical body, the natural and peaceful aura of the original body exudes a hint of sharpness at this time.

And the sense of oppression that originated from the physical body and other ranks also became more offensive at this time.

Zhang Yi's entire body is gradually shifting in the direction of "sword".

Time passed, and it was noon the next day in a blink of an eye.

As the last breath was absorbed by Zhang Yi, the energy contained in Feijian was completely squeezed out by Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi could only hear, with a "poof", the flying sword that was originally cracked seemed to have lost its bonding power, and instantly fell apart and fell to the ground.

The Tier 4 flying sword became a pile of broken copper and iron at this time.

"call."

Zhang Yi opened his eyes and let out a spit of air, but when he saw the floor, a hole was pierced, and that was the remaining sword qi impurity that was expelled by Zhang Yi.

Feeling the state of his body, Zhang Yi smiled.

Immediately he stretched his limbs and moved his body, and suddenly there was a crackling sound everywhere in his body, which was exceptionally crisp.

"Oh, what a pleasant voice, but this is a bit too domineering."

The breath that Zhang Yi naturally exudes at this time is extremely offensive.

Although as a swordsman, this matter is not a bad thing, but this is obviously not in line with Zhang Yi's character.

"You have to hide your breath, otherwise it will be too conspicuous."

Thinking about it, Zhang Yi thought.

Suddenly, the dark golden divine power was activated and began to wander in the body.

Wherever the divine power passed, swallowing the sharp meaning of the body's natural emission, his aura gradually returned to its original state.

"The meaning of sharpness is hidden in the body, and it is only if it does not move, and it is amazing."

Zhang Yi nodded.

"That's it."

Immediately, he carefully felt the difference between his current body and the previous one.

To make a comparison:

Previously, Zhang Yi's physical characteristics were: Lightning Affinity.

So now it has become: Thunder affinity and sharpness.

"Um....."

"The physical body has become more offensive as a whole, and the speed of the Feng Thunder Sword Art's true essence is also faster."

Feeling his own state, Zhang Yi was very satisfied.

"Now that the flesh and blood of my body are integrated with the sharp aura of swordsmanship, it should be the completion of the first stage of swordsmanship, which can truly start the follow-up practice."

"It's also fortunate that I have the physical body of the heavenly realm as the foundation, otherwise it would be really troublesome to absorb the essence of kendo, and the destructive power would be too great."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi retracted his thoughts.

He looked at the flying sword fragments on the ground, his **** and thumb were wrong, and he snapped his fingers.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound spread in the room, and a small flame emerged from the void, and then fell on the flying sword fragments scattered on the ground.

As the flame spread, it quickly swallowed the flying sword fragments.

After a few breaths, the flame disappeared, and the fragments of the flying sword disappeared.

"Done, let's go out and let the air in."

After blowing a whistle, Zhang Yi made such a decision.

However, at this moment, the mutation occurred.

......

"Very good body, worthy of a young man."

In the room, a slight abrupt admiration suddenly echoed in the room.

"Fuck!"

The moment this sound appeared, Zhang Yi was shocked in his heart, his whole body straightened up, and a coolness appeared on his back.

Subconsciously, Zhang Yi's figure flashed and pulled to a corner of the room, and then a pair of eyes looked at the direction of the sound in surprise.

As Zhang Yi looked over, the appearance of the speaker suddenly appeared.

It was an old man, an old man with ragged clothes and narrowed eyes.

His appearance was not outstanding, nor did he fluctuate at all, Zhang Yi couldn't perceive the slightest breath of warrior in him.

Without hesitation, if Zhang Yi walks on the street, he will definitely be regarded as the category of ordinary people, and there will be no other guesses.

However,

In such a situation, Zhang Yi obviously did not believe his eyes and feelings.

This must be a hidden person, even he can't look at it.

For a moment, Zhang Yi wanted to use the Eye of Insight to explore the intelligence of this sudden old man, but his sense of crisis made him give up this choice.

Zhang Yi's instinct told him.

If you use the Eye of Insight, you will be noticed by the other party.

The mechanism of the Eye of Insight is that the same environment can be explored, and the leap will be found, and such feedback means...

this,

Is this old man a saint state?

Deducing this result caused Zhang Yi's heart to suddenly set off a huge wave.

He was confused for a while, and a sense of powerlessness surged out of his body, and for the first time he felt that the situation was out of control.

Zhang Yi's mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but when he reached his mouth, he lost his voice.

The physical body of the heavenly realm, with boundless vigor hovering everywhere, he was confident that a punch could explode a peak.

But at this time, Zhang Yi only felt a little cold, and the strength he was proud of in his daily life would not be used at this time.

This is undoubtedly the first time Zhang Yi has fallen into such a crisis.

For the first time, his life could not be controlled by himself, but by the opponent's will.

opposite,

The old man looked at Zhang Yi, who was like a frightened bird at this time. After smiling, he sat on the chair beside the wooden table unceremoniously.

The old man took out one of the wine glasses on the table, and then raised the wine jug to fill himself.

"Um... the smell is a bit weak."

After taking a sip, the old man frowned slightly, and then he looked at Zhang Yi and said, "Young people don't want to be so restrained. It would be too boring. Come and chat with the old man. Don't worry, I will stay for a while."

"call."

Zhang Yi breathed slowly ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ his face gradually returned to calm.

After the initial surprise, his mentality gradually returned to normal.

Although he had never experienced such a weird event, after all, after more than a hundred years of cultivation, he still had some basic xinxing, so he would not lose the ability to judge directly.

"Since the other party can appear in my room unconsciously, and even the true element barrier hasn't stopped the slightest, its strength is obviously far more than me, since resistance is not effective, let's lie down."

Zhang Yi thought of this, completely relaxed in his heart.

Right,

Since no matter how hard he resists, it won't work, so it's better to behave a little, even if the old man does it in the end, it can leave an impression that he is in danger.

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