I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

His move can be said to be unprofitable, and he has played a key role many times since he was weak.

Even if there is a person whose cultivation base is stronger than him, if he is inadvertently, he has to drink hatred under this trick.

However, in the face of a Heavenly Realm Great Perfection, it is hard to say that the effect of this hidden weapon can play a few percent.

Therefore, Hua Jian Zui chose to fight with Zhang Yi at first, and unexpectedly resorted to this trick during the fierce confrontation.

At this time, the slender silver needle was like a ray of aurora, crossing the distance between the two for a short time. Before Zhang Yi had time to react, it broke through the protection of the true essence covering his body and pierced the flesh and blood.

Seeing this scene, Hua Jian's drunk face suddenly became ecstatic.

His **** came and played a corresponding role, but the other party did not react!

Next, it's time for the poison to take effect.

Although it would not be enough to poison the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, it was enough to reduce the overall state of the opponent, and this was his chance.

A smile appeared on the corner of Huajian's drunk mouth, as if he had already seen the scene of defeating Zhang Yi and holding the Saint Order in his hand.

However.

Opposite in the air, Zhang Yi just looked at the fine silver needle inserted in his chest, his expression did not change at all, and he did not appear flustered at all. Instead, he said calmly.

"What are you laughing at, these silver needles, do you want to give me acupuncture?"

"Um?!"

Listening to Zhang Yi's words, Huajian's drunk smile froze, and then lowered her head and said in a deep voice, "You are really arrogant. You can still say this when you got my silver poison needle."

"Are you feeling cold all over now, and you can't mobilize all your true essence?"

"Haha, this is just the beginning. After a while, the toxins will flow into the Zhenyuan Lake. Then, it will be the time for real pain!"

Hua Jian said drunkly and ferociously, with pleasure emerging on his face.

"It turned out to be this plan, but unfortunately, it's too weak."

Zhang Yi shook his head, and his body shook off these slender silver needles. It was full of true essence and full of energy, and it seemed that he had not been affected by the slightest.

When Hua Jianzui saw Zhang Yiwu's appearance, he suddenly became suspicious.

"What's the matter, my silver poison needle obviously hit you, how could you be okay?"

Zhang Yi smiled.

"It's just a few trails, how can I get on the table."

In fact, although the opponent's silver-breaking poison needle had the effect of penetrating the true essence and piercing Zhang Yi's true essence protection, it was nothing more than that.

Zhang Yi’s physical strength is too high. This silver needle did not even pierce his epidermis. How can its toxins enter his body? Will cause him the slightest harm.

"Well, it's not impolite to come and go, let me see you off now."

Zhang Yi said, swinging his sword to get close again.

"not good!"

Hua Jian was drunk and shocked, and quickly used the magic step, the whole person was confusing, unable to see the specific direction, he avoided Zhang Yi's sword energy.

However, Zhang Yi's eyes were clear, and he was not bewildered by the scene in front of him.

From time to time, he danced the long sword in his hand, or raised it diagonally, or attacked directly, or sprang like a strange stab.

Every time, the sword energy he shot can always accurately find the place where Huajian is drunk, as if he could predict it in advance. The illusion cast by Hanamazui didn't seem to affect him.

In other words, Zhang Yi never cared about the methods the other party used. What he did was just keep attacking.

The other side, on the other hand, constantly defended his sword aura, and was step by step into his fighting rhythm.

It was different from Zhang Yi's previous battle with the three hall masters of the Great Perfection.

At this moment, although the opponent is at the same level, Zhang Yi is firmly occupying the initiative of the scene, leading the opponent's nose in every move.

Between Zhang Yi's actions, there is a brisk feeling of random inking, as if lifting weight lightly, teasing the other party, it is extremely natural.

On a certain level, in front of Zhang Yi, Huajianzui is the one to be restrained.

Zhang Yi's eyes of insight break out the falsehood, and it is the nemesis of one of the Taoist martial artists in the practice of fantasy. As a swordsman, his will is condensed like a sword, and it is invincible, and it is extremely difficult to be tempted.

The core quintessence of phantom couldn't exert all the strength in Zhang Yi's place. This was destined to be an unfair battle.

And Hua Jian drunk also gradually reacted.

Although he was very angry in his heart, his reason told him that the illusion he was proud of did not take the slightest advantage to the opponent and was completely penetrated by the opponent.

In this way, how can he compete with a swordsman who is good at fighting when the two sides compete for positive strength?

After understanding this, Hua Jian retired in ecstasy.

After this fight, he had to admit that the warrior in front of him who had practiced for more than three hundred years was even more powerful than him. If he continued to fight, he was afraid that he would suffer a big loss.

After making a decision in his mind, the Huajian guest no longer hesitated.

His figure flashed back, his right hand tightly held the cyan folding fan, and the Zhenyuan lake in his body was surging and waves one after another.

When the flower room was drunk for a moment, the endless stream of true essence whistled out of the lake, and all poured into the cyan folding fan.

And with his frenzied infusion, the cyan feather fan suddenly hummed, and then became extremely loud in the air.

The pattern on the folding fan is immediately visible, and mysterious light patterns continue to emerge on it, revealing an extremely powerful force.

"Storm and Tsunami!"

Hua Jian screamed drunk, holding a folding fan fiercely.

Suddenly, there was a blue gust of wind whizzing from the sky and the earth, and those gusts were almost like substance. It turned into a stormy wave and swept towards Zhang Yi.

After doing all this, Hua Jianke's face paled.

Even with the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, such a high-intensity mobilization of True Qi still reached a limit, but Hua Jian was too drunk to take into account the results of the battle, and with a fan, he retreated quickly to the rear.

With the effect of this fan, he did not expect to defeat Zhang Yi.

"Want to run?"

"Unfortunately it's too late."

Zhang Yi looked at the opponent's posture, where he didn't know what his abacus was, but he obviously wouldn't be as he wanted.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and turned the Splitting Sword in his hand slightly.

In his body, the Zhenyuan lake was boiling at this time, like a dragon absorbing water, waves of energy were continuously poured into the long sword, making it brighter and brighter.

And his physical body also stretched out, waves of vigor contained in various parts of his body were constantly awakening, causing the surrounding space to tremble, like a humanoid monster.

This is the double force of the true essence and the physical body!

A ray of light flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and he stepped forward, cutting out diagonally from bottom to top.

A ray of light replaces the scenery in the eye, becoming the only ray of light between heaven and earth.

The attack power of this sword has exceeded its limit, and even waves of storms and waves are coming, it is instantly cut away!

But Hua Jianzui's face showed surprise, and his figure turned like a light refracted by the lens, and he avoided Zhang Yi's sword dangerously and dangerously.

"I said, you can't go."

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, while Hua Jianzui's face turned gloomy, and she felt bad in her heart.

The martial arts of Tier 4 Consummation, combined with the cultivation base of the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, showed that its power has reached the limit of a normal martial artist.

But at this moment, he was still cut open by the opponent's sword, and the enemy's strength was even more than he imagined.

In fact, the power of single-round martial arts, Huajianzui this trick is even higher than Zhang Yi's thundercloud swordsmanship, after all, Zhang Yi only cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

But even so, he was still cut by Zhang Yi's sword. It can only be said that his basic attributes are too high.

At this time, facing such a situation, Hua Jianzui's heart kept sinking, but he did not give up, but disappeared and tried to deal with it again.

"I said, it's useless."

Zhang Yi looked indifferent, and the Eye of Insight firmly grasped the trace of the other party. He kept swinging his sword as his body moved around.

Over the mountain range, sword lights are densely covered, like a net, constantly compressing Huajian's drunk figure, making him inevitable and inevitable.

"King Hua Shui Yue!

At a certain moment, Hua Jian was so drunk that he couldn't bear it, and he burst out.

As the words fell, ripples appeared in the air, the world seemed to be transformed into a mirrored space, and Huajianzui was in the mirror, and then the ripples swayed, Huajianzui's figure suddenly blurred and disappeared.

However, Zhang Yi's sword aura swept on it, just like fishing for a moon in the water, breaking with the touch.

"Interesting means."

Zhang Yi murmured a word, and then he threw the Sky Splitting Sword upward.

In mid-air, the Air Splitting Sword trembled lightly, and then burst out suddenly, constantly shuttled back and forth in this mirrored space, turning all the surroundings into a forbidden sword air!

Yiyi Yujian!

The sword energy included the entire mirror space in the vertical and horizontal directions, and it was cut by the infinite flying sword, and there was no place in the sky and the ground that was within the range of the attack.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

Under such a wide range of indiscriminate attacks, the drunken flower hiding in the mirror space looking for opportunities is inevitable, and has to show up.

then,

His figure was instantly killed by countless sword auras.

The drunk figure of Huajian kept flickering, appeared in a place and then moved away in an instant, not daring to stay the slightest.

But no matter how tall he is, he will inevitably be pierced by sword qi under such a wide range of aoe damage.

For a while, Hua Jian was drunk and embarrassed, his clothes were in tatters, and wisps of blood spilled all over his body.

"Mirror flowers and moon, transforming from reality to reality!"

Seeing that he was on the verge of crisis, Huajian's drunken technique changed again.

It has to be said that the martial artist who has reached this step has too many methods, and the understanding of martial arts has reached the peak.

With the display of the trick of Hua Jianke, the entire mirror space is suddenly between illusion and reality.

There is reality in the emptiness, and there is emptiness in the reality, and there is no specific boundary.

Where Zhang Yi's sword aura swept across, Hua Jian's drunk body turned into illusion, and vice versa.

But Zhang Yi ignored it and continued to swing his sword.

Until a certain moment, it seemed that the strength it could withstand had reached its limit, and the mirror space suddenly collapsed, disintegrating into countless fragments, and among them, eight figures rushed out towards Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi looked up, and his eyes suddenly became deep.

Because in his observations, these eight figures are all illusory, or they are all real, they are between the two, and only at the last moment will they be truly determined.

"Do I have to block them all, can't I let one go..."

Zhang Yi thought in his heart, and a smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

The other party's methods are endless, but it really arouses his interest.

The strength of the other party is undoubtedly stronger than that of the three hall masters.

Because the latter has not yet entered Dzogchen, martial arts, and artistic conception have not yet advanced, and Huajianzui has obviously reached completion in these aspects.

"If you want to leave a Great Perfection in the heavens, you still have to use all your strength."

Zhang Yi sighed.

The next moment, Zhang Yi's body shook, and suddenly burst open, urging his own cultivation base and physical body with all his strength.

Like a Qianlong out of the abyss.

At this moment, a mighty power that even surpassed Dzogchen came to him, and the void around him also appeared with faint traces of space.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi closed his eyes and plunged the long sword fiercely.

"boom!"

A storm of sword aura suddenly occurred around Zhang Yi and spread out in all directions.

The silhouettes that pounced on Zhang Yi suddenly shattered one by one under the sword qi storm, and disappeared without a trace.

In the blink of an eye, the seven figures shattered, and the last figure turned from illusion to reality, swept by a storm of sword energy.

"puff!"

Huajian Zui had been injured by Zhang Yi's stomping and kicking. At this time, he was injured again.

He suddenly flew out, hitting the mountain and sliding for hundreds of meters, and then another blood spurted out, and then Huajian drunk and staggered to his feet.

There is fear in his eyes.

this moment,

This Heavenly Realm Great Perfection is really a little scared of being beaten.

Hua Jianzui looked at Zhang Yi, barely smiled and said.

"Zhang Yi, we have no grievances or grudges before, so why bother to work hard here?"

"I will tell you the news of the Saint Order I know, how about you let me go?"

"From then on, I will never show up in front of you again, nor will I hold my grudges in my heart. I swear by my martial arts future!"

Zhang Yi snorted when he heard the words.

"Using martial arts to guarantee the future? This is really not convincing at all. Do you think you have a chance to break through to the saint?"

"Zhang Yi, don't go too far!"

Huama was drunk and gasped.

"Yes, I admit that I underestimated you. Your strength is indeed a small level higher than that of the average Celestial Dzogchen."

"But so what, the top martial artist is not so easy to kill, if you push me in a hurry, you will not feel good when the jade is burned."

In the end, his words already had a faint threat of threat.

"Noisy!"

Zhang Yi said calmly, the mind stayed firmly on Huajian's drunk body, not giving him any chance to escape his sight.

And Hua Jianzui obviously felt something too, and could not help clenching his fists, with a sullen expression.

"You forced me!"

The voice just fell~www.wuxiamtl.com~ His whole body Zhenyuan suddenly became violent, and blood flashed in his eyes.

And inside his clothes, as if something was about to come out at this time, it began to twist and swell.

Within a few breaths, Huajian's upper body's clothes burst open in constant expansion, revealing the upper body.

I saw the surface of Huajian's drunk body. At this time, there were a series of thick monsters like dragon tendons that were constantly distorting, making his face a little distorted.

"Any hole cards like True Yuan Burning?"

Zhang Yi couldn't help thinking of it, and then shook his head.

"It deserves to be the Great Perfection in the Heavenly Realm. When the cultivation base is inaccessible, naturally there are various methods to improve one's comprehensive combat effectiveness."

"However, no matter how you resist, in the face of absolute strength, it will be a drop in the bucket after all."

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