I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Driven into a desperate situation by Zhang Yi, Hua Jian had no choice but to use secret techniques to greatly improve her strength in a short period of time.

Although in this way, his future martial arts road will be more difficult, but at this moment, Hua Jianzui obviously has no time to take care of it.

He couldn't imagine that one day he would be forced into such a predicament!

The opponent's strength is too strong, even if the realm is at the same level, he is still absolutely crushed.

Nine defenses and one attack are his true portrayal.

"I am afraid that only the woman with the top combat power list can be sure to defeat the opponent..."

Hua Jian thought drunkly, the corners of her mouth were a bit bitter.

How did the other party practice this? It's so fierce.

Compared to the other party's performance in beheading Mo Xuan of Jinxia Mountain, it was not on the same level.

"Is the intelligence wrong, or did the other party hide it in the first place?"

Hua Jian was secretly drunk.

He had this status quo because he was deceived by this false information. If he had known that the other party was so strong, he would dare to do something and run away early.

But Huajianzui knows that there is no error in the intelligence, but Zhang Yi has made rapid progress, achieving a triple jump in his cultivation level during these years.

Zhang Yi has made major breakthroughs in the three aspects of artistic conception, cultivation base, and physical body, so he has this kind of detached combat power.

And he was the first person to encounter a black hand after Zhang Yi completed the breakthrough, and he was extremely unlucky.

At this time, Huajian was full of regrets in his heart. If he had known it earlier, he would have stayed in the Northern Territory without going to the Eastern Territory to suffer this disaster.

But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world, and he must work hard to survive from the opponent's hands.

A martial artist with the Great Perfection in the heavens, the star realm's conventional top combat power, but the goal at this time is closely to survive, I have to say, it seems somewhat sad.

On the opposite side, Zhang Yi looked at Huajian's drunkenness, whose aura became more and more tyrannical, his expression still calm.

The lake of Zhenyuan was shining and radiant, and the flesh was boiling with blood, like a humanoid monster, this was enough.

Such basic attributes are enough to push the heavens horizontally.

Although there are countless martial artists in the star realm, and there are many martial artists who have both true essence and physical body cultivation, Zhang Yi is the well-deserved first person who can take both roads to this point.

Perhaps in the age when the martial arts of the ancient star realm were brilliant, there were people who had reached this point.

But as far as this era is concerned, Zhang Yi is the highest martial arts achievement of Shuangxiu, and even the seven saints are only specializing in one.

At this moment, Zhang Yi moved westward with a sword and moved forward again.

Although he can use the drag tactics to drag the opponent's strengthening state over, and then easily kill the opponent, but obviously there is no need for this.

And Zhang Yi also wanted to have a fun battle to test the results of nearly a hundred years of retreat.

What is the purpose of becoming stronger is for this moment!

"Chang!"

The sword light is like water, all over the void, drilling towards the other side pervasively.

And the drunkenness of Huajian is also a tyrannical aura, the folding fan swayed and rolled up the sky full of wind, hitting the sky full of sword light.

"Boom boom boom!"

With a loud explosion, the two fought again, and because of Huajian's drunken use of secret techniques, this fighting power was even greater than before.

In the fierce confrontation, Zhang Yi's self-cultivation was running at full strength, pouring his own tyrannical power arbitrarily, and even his physical body was faintly glowing.

Such a joyous battle made Zhang Yi more and more interested.

He arbitrarily publicized, the whole person more and more fell into the ethereal realm.

Wherever Xing came, Zhang Yi's sword moves became more and more elegant and windy.

The sword move turned into a dark cloud, which contained thunder raging.

And even the tyrannical Thunder, at this time, surrendered docilely under his sword intent, turned into a sword aura with thunder, invincible.

Gradually, Zhang Yi seemed to be addicted to it. He no longer adhered to the strength and weakness of the martial arts itself, but gradually emerged from it. Each move is no longer rigid and full of agility.

The joyous battle, this is undoubtedly an excellent catalyst for the warrior, even for Zhang Yi.

After all, his kendo realm has reached the level of the prototype of the sword soul, and his realm height is even more than half of the martial arts of Tier 4.

And the martial skills that he had previously cultivated with the practice point were also firmly transformed into his foundation.

Zhang Yi's accumulation is not bad.

At this time, under such fierce fighting, Zhang Yi's mind was united and moved at will. The accumulated background melted, and his swordsmanship gradually turned rotten into magic.

A sword moved and thunder rose.

The figure turned like a cloud drifting away.

Zhang Yi swung his sword at will, and the lightning flashed, splitting the sky.

Get out of the sword move, yet another sword becomes a sword move on its own.

The martial arts he had learned before, at this time, were integrated and truly became what he learned.

Although Zhang Yi could reach the point of perfect mastery with the martial arts improved by his practice points before, but that was all.

It's like the flash of lightning, thunder light cut, and thunder cloud exploded by Zhang Yi before.

Although Zhang Yi can control it perfectly, it is a rigid formula after all. He needs to follow the way the sword moves its own force.

Now, it's different.

Zhang Yi can use Thunder Light Slash with one sword, or he can use Thunder Cloud Blast in the same way.

All swordsmanship is familiar to the heart, no longer confined to its shape, but grasps the god.

And once God grasps it, the shape doesn't matter.

Since then, Zhang Yi's sword moves will be truly ethereal and show no trace.

This is the absolute control of Sword Dao to reach the prototype of Sword Soul for Tier 4 martial skills.

Because the martial arts promoted by Zhang Yi's practice point were perfectly mastered, the power of his martial arts would not increase at this time.

But the use of martial arts has become more natural and easy-going, with no trace to be found, like a circle, no more flaws.

"tear!"

Suddenly, a sword light flashed through the void, and Hua Jian drunk and drew his head dangerously. A strand of his long hair was cut and fell to the ground.

The tall mountain peaks in the distance start to **** from the mountainside, and finally leave a smooth, mirror-like cross section in place.

It is conceivable that if Huajianzui hadn't avoided this sword, the end would obviously not be any better than that of a mountain.

This is the blow of Zhang Yi's flash of electricity and light into the Thunder Cloud sword technique.

Not to mention the extremely fast speed, it also made up for the weakness of its weak power, and its lethality suddenly increased.

As for the other party, Hanajian's drunk forehead had already begun to have cold sweat.

His breathing began to thicken, his face was a little pale, and his lips cracked due to lack of moisture.

He can't hold on anymore!

Especially the opponent's sword moves became more and more unreasonable, and after it was difficult to defend, his defense suddenly became more difficult.

"Damn it, are you practicing with me?"

The flowers clenched their teeth drunkly.

He also noticed something, the other party deliberately provoke him, perhaps because of the Saint Order, but some of them wanted to use him to practice their hands.

After this fight, he consumes more and more, but the other party is more and more free and easy, and all kinds of moves are more and more handy.

The gap between them was not pulled in because of his secret technique, but it was getting bigger and bigger.

"No, I can't go on like this. I have to fight hard. Only by knocking the opponent back can I have a chance to escape."

With dignity in her heart, Hua Jian shouted drunkly, choosing to display her own assassin again.

"King Hua Shui Yue!"

As this trick was performed, some ripples in the void shook, and the mirror space was formed again, and Hua Jian's drunk figure was hidden in it, and no one was seen.

"Again?"

Zhang Yi raised his brows, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Since the other party performed this trick again, Zhang Yi naturally responded to all changes with the same.

"Swordsmanship, crisscrossed."

Zhang Yi reapplied the old technique and once again displayed the Yiyi Yujian.

Suddenly, the sky of sword light was densely covered in the mirror space again, and the sword energy shuttled back and forth. After a while, the mirror space heard the sound of shattering mirrors.

"Well, what are your methods below."

Zhang Yi faintly laughed, and Hua Jianzui who hid it finally showed his figure again.

"King Hua Shui Yue, Crescent Moon Kill!"

"Kacha, Kacha, Kacha..."

Just like fishing for the moon in the water, before the mirror space was about to reach its limit, Hua Jianzui chose to actively break it, and then the crescent moon in the water appeared.

Just as the real crescent moon in the sky was summoned by Huajian drunk, even in the daytime, it still gave people a kind of extreme coldness and realism. This was his strongest blow.

The artistic conception of illusion is unpredictable and unpredictable.

Hua Jian Zui uses fantasy as the core and mirror-flowers, water and moon martial arts as a means to produce a variety of programs.

It has to be said that as the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, as a warrior standing at the top level of the astral realm, his methods and the various evolutions of the artistic conception of martial arts are far beyond everyone's imagination.

"It is indeed a good method to evolve a real meniscus from an illusory space."

Zhang Yi nodded, with appreciation in his eyes.

He no longer keeps his hands.

Facing the shining crescent moon, Zhang Yi's whole body suddenly turned into a stream of light and merged into the Sky Splitting Sword.

"Human sword is one!"

This is the strongest blow of Zhang Yi's conventional methods!

The crescent moon swept across the void, seemingly slow but extremely fast, but in an instant, a round of crescent moon collided with the sky-splitting sword full of endless rays of light.

There was no sound.

At the moment when the two offensives came into contact, there was a slight distortion in the center, and then even space cracks appeared.

The two offensives clashed briefly in the air, and the drunken eyes of Huajian who were watching this scene closely did not blink, and the beating of his heart almost stopped.

This offensive is already his highest masterpiece, can it bring it back?

Huama was ecstatically ups and downs, a little afraid to know the result.

Before long, Hanamazui's eyes that were staring tightly shrank suddenly, and his face became extremely embarrassed. Under the extreme fluctuation of emotions, even the Zhenyuan he controlled became somewhat unstable.

I saw in mid-air, at the intersection of the two offensives, there was a sound of clicking, a round of meniscus that seemed to fall from the sky, and at this time, there were fine cracks on it spreading to the surroundings.

Hanama's drunk eyes revealed a look of despair.

His strongest blow still failed to defeat the opponent, and the opponent was terrifying like a monster!

collapse!

In a round of meniscus, a fragment suddenly burst under the endless pressure.

And this seemed to have caused a chain reaction. In just a few breaths, the cracks spread all over the crescent moon, and then with a sound of Peng, the force that the crescent moon could withstand reached its limit and suddenly exploded.

Zhang Yi jumped out of it, and his stature leaped past Huajian's drunk side, fell to the back, and immediately retracted his sword into its sheath.

"Puff!"

Blood spattered, and a line of blood appeared in Huajian's drunk throat.

After that, Hua Jian was drunk and couldn't hold on anymore, knelt on one knee, dripping with sweat.

At this time, his clothes and long hair had been soaked in sweat, and his mind, along with the dense wounds on his body, was pierced by Zhang Yi.

Fighting with all his strength, he still lost.

From beginning to end, there was no suspense in the battle. He remained passive until the end of the battle.

The character was worn away, and Hua Jianzui's whole person was decadent to the extreme.

He has not fallen from the strengthening state of the secret technique, but the opponent still defeated him in his strongest period!

Even if Huajian is drunk, he can't grit his teeth and admit it, Zhang Yi is far better than him.

In this battle, he became its best grindstone.

At this time, Hua Jianzui knelt on one knee, exhausted the last bit of strength to support his body without falling down, he looked at Zhang Yi and whispered.

"Let me go, no matter what the price is, I can accept it."

Hanamazui's attitude at this time was extremely humble.

Because he didn't know what kind of ending was greeted him, even now, even if he was as tyrannical as him, he was still afraid of death.

"I reject."

Zhang Yi walked slowly, walked step by step in front of Huajianzui, and finally squatted down in front of him.

Zhang Yi said with a smile, his body exuding a full villain taste at this time.

"I have always done things clean and tidy. Now that I have grieved, you have only one result today~www.wuxiamtl.com~ that is to die here."

With that said, Zhang Yi stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Huajian's drunk head, with mysterious power condensed in his hand.

"Next, I will ask you to answer. It is best not to conceal the slightest. I don't want to waste too much time. You should know that there are many ways to achieve Great Perfection."

"If you resist to the end, then I can only torture you, torture your mind to exhaustion, and then invade again."

Zhang Yi spoke slowly, but Hua Jian's drunk face turned pale.

He looked at Zhang Yi's still smiling face and trembled.

"You are such a devil!"

Huajian gritted his teeth.

"No, no, no, how can I say that."

Zhang Yi shook his head.

"As the saying goes, it's not that you don't report, the time has not come."

"You usually use your illusion skills to do a lot of bad things, but now it's just time."

"Humph."

Hua Jian drunk and said coldly.

"Don't tell me any great principles. Whose hands must be clean at this stage of cultivation? Even if it's you, I'm afraid it will be the same."

Zhang Yi didn't deny it, and said with a smile.

"Too."

"You may be right. If you want to climb to the top, you have to use means to overcome various obstacles, and in the process, you have to have some stepping stones."

Zhang Yi paused, then whispered in his ears.

"Just now, you have to fall in this level, and I will step on your bones and move forward."

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