I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"boom!"

With a loud noise, in the palace, the black fist shadow confronted this Leiwei sword.

The ultimate power exploded in an instant, the space in the center collapsed, and everything around was swallowed by darkness.

Zhang Yi, who was the first to bear the brunt, immediately felt a violent fist, and the black hair also flew backwards.

Although he had already stimulated his physical body to the extreme, and his body even appeared with a shining luster, it still looked a little fragile, and some fine cracks appeared on the surface of his skin.

The power of this fist did not exceed the realm of heaven, but the martial art mood in it was too high!

Zhang Yi's thundercloud swordsmanship has reached the Great Perfection, and it is even better after incorporating a touch of thunder penalty.

But under the opponent's martial arts mood, it is still completely suppressed!

That terrible fist intent, through the shining shining sword, pressed him to tremble, and the jade-like bones in his body were creaking, as if they were about to break apart.

Zhang Yigao's leaping body was forced to fall to the ground within a few seconds of touching the black fist shadow.

With a bang, Zhang Yi's feet directly broke through the cyan slate. When the slab broke like a cobweb, his entire soles plunged into the ground.

"What a high level of martial arts!"

"Obviously it is the same power, but the situation is very different, the use of power far exceeds me."

Zhang Yi's heart was condensed.

If it is said that he has exerted ten levels of power, then under the blessing of the martial arts level, the opponent has exerted the power of twenty or even thirty levels.

How does this make Zhang Yi resist?

Although Zhang Yi tried to mobilize his whole body to resist this tyrannical power, his struggle only delayed the pace of failure.

With the passage of time, the pressure on him grew stronger and stronger, and his whole body was gradually pressed down to the ground by the shadow of the black fist.

Zhang Yi's ankle began to sink into the ground, then his calf, and then his entire thigh.

At this moment, Zhang Yi seemed to have become a human pillar, half inserted on the ground.

"Hold your head and mind, let your mind out, use your spirit to accept the fist in it, and feel the will of martial arts in it!"

Zhang Yi held the Sky Splitting sword high, the sword body flashed with thunder, and above it was a black fist shadow that was constantly pressing downwards. Just when Zhang Yi's chest was about to be covered with mud, Dongfang Jue's voice suddenly came from his ears.

Without hesitation, even if Zhang Yidang was united with his mind and mind, he released his spiritual thoughts, and the invisible spirit suddenly came out, spreading to the black boxing shadow above.

"boom!"

In an instant, Zhang Yi seemed to have broken through a certain restriction and entered a vast world.

The earth there was black, and the sky was also covered with dark clouds, without a trace of sunlight falling.

In the midair, there was a fist shadow of a thousand meters in size pressing toward him.

On the ground, Zhang Yi's spirit condensed into his own shape, and then suddenly raised his head to look up to the sky. Then, Zhang Yi's eyes condensed fiercely.

He saw it!

Seeing that a unique martial arts will emerge from the black shadow of fist suppressing from top to bottom!

This will is invincible and extremely condensed, forming the core of this terrifying punch.

"Puff puff!"

The moment Zhang Yi's mental body saw clearly, the pressure he was under suddenly increased.

There were cracks on the surface of his mental body to make up for it, and a blue light spot leaked from the crack.

On the spiritual level, when he truly understands this will, it is the real test that Zhang Yi needs to face.

In this illusory world, the martial art of Quan Ying was infinitely magnified, and Zhang Yi lost the power to resist from the outside world.

If you want to gain power, you must first endure the danger of gaining power.

"Peng!"

The black fist shadow quickly slid through the void, getting closer and closer to Zhang Yi, and wanted to explode him.

At the same time, the power of horror fell on Zhang Yi's shoulders like a real substance.

Zhang Yi's body seemed to be carrying a mountain at this time, and his legs trembled, faintly bending down!

The will in this fist, the overbearing one will crush Zhang Yi!

And if Zhang Yi really gave in and bowed down, it would undoubtedly have lost the opportunity to grasp this fist.

The legs trembled, the bones creaked, and Zhang Yi's spirit was indeterminate.

A blue light continuously escaped from his body, which made his figure seem a little illusory.

At this time, Zhang Yi's situation is undoubtedly extremely dangerous!

But even if he encountered such a situation, Zhang Yi's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were calm.

He has a clear mind, and firmly grasped the spiritual level, not letting it fall apart, like a leaf of a flat boat undulating in the monstrous waves, seeming to overturn, but always staying on the sea.

In this way, in Zhang Yi's eyes, the black fist shadow grew bigger and bigger, gradually occupying his entire eyes.

But he laughed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"I am a man with a system, and a will wants me to succumb? Who do you look down on!"

Zhang Yi said in his heart, the next moment, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and his trembling half-curved legs were suddenly lifted and straightened!

The figure that was about to fall under the endless pressure suddenly broke out with a sharp aura.

Will is like a sword, unshakable! This is Zhang Yi's belief.

He firmly believes that he will reach the peak sooner or later, he firmly believes that he will overcome all difficulties in the end, and that he is the strongest person in the future!

Although Zhang Yi didn't have the belief that he was invincible in the world, like Dongfang Jue, he had never doubted himself at all. (Perhaps the self-confidence of the traverser?)

In Zhang Yi's eyes, this level is nothing more than a ladder.

Since it's a ladder, just step over it.

At this time, as Zhang Yi's belief exploded, the cracks on the surface of his spiritual body were repaired, and the whole figure was solidified again from illusion.

He looked up at the black fist shadow that was already close at hand, and roared up to the sky.

"Come on, let me see what the core of this martial arts will is!"

"boom!"

As soon as Zhang Yi's voice fell, the next moment, a loud noise suddenly spread all over the space.

The shadow of the fist that covered the sky and sun finally fell completely, submerging Zhang Yi's figure.

And the earth trembled fiercely at the same time. Under the extremely powerful shock wave, a series of hideous and huge cracks were recessed from the ground, and then spread out in all directions.

The whole land was suddenly messed up, like a broken continent, and a sinkhole appeared in the center where the shadow of the fist fell.

And Zhang Yi, who was at the center of Quan Ying, was bombarded with the strongest force.

The form he transformed into from spirit suddenly exploded as soon as the shadow of his fist fell.

Blue dots are splashing!

The flesh burst into pieces!

Zhang Yi was blown by a punch! The spirit was scattered and fled.

The whole world seemed to freeze at this time, the wind no longer flowed, and time stagnated.

I don't know how long it has passed, the broken world still maintains the scene after the blow.

In the tiankeng, until a certain moment, the place where Zhang Yi burst open finally showed a change.

There suddenly appeared dots of blue light in the void.

The light grew more and more with the passage of time, gathering together like fireflies.

At a certain moment, when the number of blue rays reached a certain level, a will finally awakened from it.

Immediately, under the unity of the will, the blue light spot suddenly shined generously and brightly.

Then these light spots were gathered together again, and then transformed into a solid form, turning into a man's appearance.

The man's closed eyes opened, and a trace of comprehension flashed through his eyes.

He is Zhang Yi.

Under that domineering and incomparable fist intent, although his will was tenacious, it still looked like a man's arm as a car, and was crushed and exploded by the whole.

But after all, this punch was Dongfang Jue's will to let Zhang Yi experience this punch. How could he really obliterate his spirit?

Therefore, his spirit was not destroyed after being exploded and scattered, but survived, and gradually gathered together as Zhang Yi's will awakened.

"call."

"This punch is really overbearing."

At this time, the reorganized Zhang Yi recalled the process of his being blown up, but also felt lingering in his heart.

It was a terrifying force, extremely difficult to stop, he seemed to be hovering in the two heavens of life and death.

But no matter what the process was, he survived after all and gained some gains.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi looked down at his spiritual body.

At this time, there was a greyish breath in Zhang Yi's chest.

And this breath has similarities with the martial arts will circulating above the black fist shadow.

This is exactly the fragment of fist that he caught when his spirit dissipated.

Grasp the truth in destruction and destruction!

This is what Zhang Yi gained.

Experiencing the power in person will undoubtedly play a vital role in his real control of this martial arts will.

In fact, Zhang Yi already had some guesses about this martial arts will at this time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi looked up and smiled.

"Now is not the time to study. Since I have grasped a ray of mystery, I will wait for a seed to be cultivated carefully in the future, and there will be a day when it will bear fruit."

"Now, let's get out of this world of punching first."

Zhang Yi thought this way, and the sky began to fall, and the surrounding space was instantly shattered, reappearing the outline of the palace.

"came back."

Zhang Yi's mind moved, and the spirit that blended into the black fist shadow instantly rushed out and returned to Zhang Yi's eyebrows, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"boom!"

Inside the palace, with the return of Zhang Yi's spiritual thoughts, a big explosion occurred immediately, and the stone slab where Zhang Yi was located exploded, and a big hole appeared.

However, Zhang Yi took advantage of the situation and jumped up, and the split air sword with his hands raised above his head was even more dazzling.

"cut!"

The sound reverberated around, Zhang Yi's hands without hesitation exerted force, and the sword in his hand was suddenly cut down.

The purple light is generous, and countless thunders are jumping around the sword.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's offensive reached its peak!

Faced with Zhang Yi's counterattack at this time, Black Fist Shadow finally trembled.

In Zhang Yixin's eyes, a crack quietly appeared at the place where the shadow of the fist and the cracked air sword were in contact.

And as the pressure increased, the cracks on the black shadow became more and more.

After reaching a limit, with the sound of "Peng", Zhang Yi suddenly cut down with a sword, and the black fist shadow was completely divided into two!

Zhang Yi, who had returned from the black boxing shadow, finally resolved Dongfang Jue's offensive in reality.

Immediately, Zhang Yi who blasted the blow fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

His face was a little pale, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks. It was obvious that cutting off the black fist shadow was quite expensive for him.

At this time, Zhang Yi's appearance was undoubtedly a bit embarrassed. After all, his whole body was previously oppressed by this fist shadow, and most of his body was trapped in the slate, and his clothes were damaged in many places.

But although his appearance was a little messy, his eyes were extremely bright, and his spirit was even higher.

At this time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, with the return of his divine mind, he also brought back a strand of the core will of the fist.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yi finally pressed back and split the black boxing shadow into two.

"Thank you seniors for being merciful."

After taking a break, Zhang Yi looked at Dongfang Jue and thanked him.

Dongfang Jue nodded slightly and explained, "The core of this punch is a martial will to give up everything."

"If you give up your life, give up your life, and bet everything you have under this fist, it will naturally explode beyond the limit."

"And under this strong will, all of your own strength will be completely unified."

"This is the reason why my various powers are perfectly integrated."

"Abandon everything?"

Zhang Yi murmured, and then, his face was a little unsightly.

"Senior, can this will only be used when desperately?"

"of course not."

Dongfang Jue smiled.

"The key is to comprehend the essence of this will. When you do this, you can naturally use it at will."

"You have a seed of martial arts will, this matter is not difficult for you, it only takes some time."

"When you fall, you can integrate your own multiple forces, make them perfect and unite, and play the role of one plus one greater than two. This is the real purpose of boxing."

"When it's down, whether it's a fist or a sword, it's just a way of expression."

Dongfang explained patiently, but Zhang Yi was relieved.

If this will can only be displayed with the crazy spirit of abandoning everything, it would really have little effect on Zhang Yi.

After all, he wouldn't let himself fall into uncontrollable danger, and the so-called abandonment of everything would naturally cease to exist.

However, according to the other party, the main function of this martial arts will is to unify one's own power, which has a great effect on Zhang Yi.

This means that Zhang Yi will control his own power to a higher level.

Understand this ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel joy.

Then Dongfang Jue spoke slowly again.

"That's all I can give you. Now, I will send you away. The adventure in the star realm is not over yet."

"senior……"

Zhang Yi subconsciously said something, and wanted to say something more.

However, Dongfang Jue flicked his sleeves, and a whirlpool appeared in the middle of the palace.

And a huge suction suddenly spread from it, sucking Zhang Yi into it and disappearing.

Dongfang Jue was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the end of the palace.

He walked slowly through the hall, then stepped onto the ninth golden steps, and finally turned and sat on the seat.

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