I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"Senior, spare your life!"

As Zhang Yi's words came out, a man's voice suddenly came out in the remote and unmanned trail.

Then I saw a dark corner, where the void suddenly blurred and twisted, and then a figure gradually emerged.

It was a man in black attire.

Zhang Yi's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest. He glanced at the past, and there was a mysterious power flashing in his eyes, that is, he understood the basic situation of the opposite.

This person is a martial artist with a very high level of lurking.

According to Zhang Yi's observation of the opponent's martial arts and other aspects of intelligence, it can be inferred that this person is mostly proficient in assassination and tracking.

Its cultivation base is also acceptable, with the level of the middle stage.

"A situation dares to follow me, tell me, what's the matter."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

In Zhang Yi's perception, after he left the restaurant, this person has been following him.

With the opponent's lurking level, if you follow the general ground martial artist, it is naturally no problem, but tracking the heavenly martial artist is not enough.

This is no different from suicide.

That is to say, compared to following him, Zhang Yi believes that the other party has other purposes, otherwise, he would have raised the other party casually.

"Senior, rest your anger, junior is not malicious!"

The man hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, and then reported his home.

"I am the elder of Beiye Xiaoji Palace, Wen Renyun. The reason why I followed the senior is because I had no choice. The elder Taishang ordered the junior, hoping to invite the senior to be a guest at Lengxinyuan and discuss important matters."

The black-robed man hurriedly explained his intentions, daring not to hold back at all.

"invite?"

"Hehe, it seems that the moment I entered this city, I was clearly grasped by you guys. It's a good method."

Zhang Yi sneered when he heard the man's answer, and his tone was rather unkind.

"Senior, rest your anger! I will never dare to investigate the senior's movements privately."

As Zhang Yi's mood changed, the man's forehead suddenly had cold sweat.

At this moment, he only felt that there was a huge shadow emerging in his heart, which might drown him at any time.

He was even more apprehensive.

The mere change of emotions caused him such a huge pressure.

He has also seen the Supreme Elder in the sect, but the strength of the man in front of him is obviously far more than that.

As expected of the leader of the Quartet Alliance, he was amazed.

certainly,

At the time of the establishment of the Quartet Alliance, Zhang Yi's cultivation had not reached the level of just relying on the spiritual realm to give people such a huge amount of pressure.

You must know that the opponent is not an ordinary warrior, but a high-level existence whose cultivation base has reached the realm. Among the forces outside the Central Territory, the status is considered to be the first-level elder.

This is Zhang Yi's feeling of oppression after more than 50 years of seclusion and when his sword intent has reached 90%.

You know, generally speaking, the artistic conception in the early stage of Tianjing is generally 60%, while the middle and later stages correspond to 70% or 80% of the artistic conception respectively.

Ninety percent of the sword intent is already the level of artistic conception of a normal Heavenly Realm Great Perfection martial artist!

With such a high-level sword intent integrated into the spirit, Zhang Yi can achieve a real one thought, and his soul will be wiped out.

The person in front of him, his life and death are just a matter of his thoughts.

From here, you can also see the gap between the heaven and the saint.

You know, Jiucheng Sword Intent is still two steps away from Sword Soul.

And this is but one of the necessary conditions to become a saint.

…

At this time, the dangerous breath emanating from Zhang Yi almost suffocated the man, and he quickly explained:

"As the date of the battle is approaching, there are eyeliners arranged by various sects everywhere in this city, and our sects are no exception."

"And the senior is the leader of the Fire Nation Quartet Alliance, and is naturally well known by many of our disciples, so we discovered the trace of the senior at the first time."

This is fame! Zhang Yi sighed in his heart.

As he integrates the entire Raging Fire Nation, although his name will not spread throughout the star realm, he is still a well-known big man in the thirteen countries.

Zhang Yi thought about it, and looked at the other party with the same expression, "Your sect's supreme elder invited me?"

"Not only the Supreme Elder, but also several other power masters."

The man replied.

"How many?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, "Being able to gather a few Celestial Realm warriors seems to be a big deal."

"But you just sent a martial artist to want me to go there, what do you think of me?"

The man immediately broke out in cold sweat.

He was clearly called by Zhang Yi as a casually dispatched warrior, but he did not dare to make a sound.

And Zhang Yi then asked, "Do you know why they invited me, shouldn't it be for Taizhen Sect and Qingfeng Sect?"

"The younger generation doesn't know."

"But when the junior left, the elder Taishang and several seniors were indeed discussing things about the two sects."

The man didn't dare to hide the slightest, and said one by one.

No one bothered me when I first entered the city, but sent someone to invite me after I met Wang Heng......

Zhang Yi thought of this in his heart, and combined with the other party's answer, he gradually had an answer in his heart.

Then, he looked up at each other.

In front of him, the Shadow Killer had a stern expression on his face, and he was so obedient that he still had the demeanor of a master assassin.

He couldn't help it, no matter how arrogant he was on weekdays, when Xiaoming was no longer in his hands, he had to be honest.

Zhang Yi smiled and said casually, "A warrior who runs errands seems to have no sense of accomplishment if he kills him."

"Okay, for the sake of your cooperation, I'll let you go, and you can help me bring a few words to your elders."

"The younger generation must convey it word for word."

Following Zhang Yi's words, the man felt relieved and agreed immediately.

"very good."

Zhang Yi nodded and said, "I have no intention of getting involved in the entanglement between Taizhenmen and Qingfengmen, but Wang Heng is also my friend after all, and I don't want other forces to intervene."

"Those few should sell me this face, or do they want to have a try?"

The man dared not speak.

After speaking, Zhang Yi raised his finger a little, and a sharp sword intent rushed out from his fingertips, hitting his chest the moment the other party didn't respond.

"Sir, this, this..."

The man's face was suddenly flustered, and he hurriedly checked himself, but he didn't find the slightest hidden danger, as if he was confused.

"Don't worry, this is just a small trick. After you go back, just let your elders relieve it."

Zhang Yi said calmly, and then he stepped forward.

"By the way, I don't like the feeling of being stared at. Let the forces behind you revoke those probing people, otherwise I can only solve it casually."

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