I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"Senior, forgive me!"

Following Zhang Yi's words, a man's voice suddenly came out from the remote and uninhabited path.

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

It was a man in black attire.

Zhang Yi's expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest. He glanced over, and there was a flash of mysterious power in his eyes, which meant he had a clear understanding of the basic situation on the other side.

This person is a martial artist with a very high potential level.

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

Its cultivation is also acceptable, at the level of the middle stage of the realm.

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

Zhang Yi said calmly.

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

With the opponent's lurking level, it would be no problem to follow ordinary warriors of the earth realm, but it would not be enough to follow the warriors of the heaven realm.

This is no different from committing suicide.

That is to say, compared to following him, Zhang Yi thinks that the other party has other purposes, otherwise, he would have already flirted with the other party.

"Senior calm down, this junior is not malicious!"

The man hurriedly clasped his fists in salute, and then reported himself.

"I'm Wen Renyun, the elder of Beiye Xiaoji Palace. The reason why I follow senior is because I have no other choice. The Supreme Elder ordered this junior, hoping to invite senior to visit Lengxinyuan and discuss important matters."

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

"invite?"

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

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

"Senior, calm down! We will never dare to investigate the movements of senior without permission."

As Zhang Yi's mood changed, the man's forehead was suddenly covered with 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 felt even more apprehensive.

Just the change of mood caused such a huge pressure on him.

He had also met the Supreme Elder in the sect, but the strength of the man in front of him was clearly far superior.

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

certainly,

When the Four-Party Alliance was established, Zhang Yi's cultivation had not yet reached the level of such enormous pressure just relying on the spiritual realm.

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, his status is considered to be the first level of an elder.

This is Zhang Yi's sense of oppression only after his sword intent reached 90% after more than 50 years of retreat.

You should know that generally speaking, the artistic conception of the early stage of the heavenly realm is generally 60%, while the middle and late stages correspond to 70% to 80% of the artistic conception respectively.

Ninety percent of the sword intent is already at the level of a normal Dzogchen martial artist!

With such a high-level sword intent integrated into the spirit, Zhang Yi can truly annihilate his soul in a single thought.

The life and death of the person in front of him is nothing more than a thought.

From here, we can also see the gap between the Heaven Realm and the Saint.

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

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

...

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

"As the day of the battle draws near, there are eyeliners arranged by various sects everywhere in this city, and our sect is no exception."

"The senior is the leader of the four-party alliance of the Raging Fire Nation, so he is naturally 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 integrated the entire Raging Fire Nation, although his name would not spread throughout the star realms, he was still a well-known figure in the thirteen countries.

Thinking about it, Zhang Yi looked at the other party with his expression unchanged, "The Supreme Elder of your sect invited me?"

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

the man replied.

"How many?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, "It seems that it is not a small matter to be able to gather several heavenly warriors."

"But you just sent a warrior here just to let me go, what do you think of me?"

The man suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

Zhang Yi called him a casually dispatched warrior, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

And Zhang Yi then asked, "Do you know what they invited me for? Could it be for the Taizhen Sect and Qingfeng Sect?"

"The juniors don't know."

"However, when this junior left, the Supreme Elder and several seniors were indeed discussing matters concerning the two sects."

The man didn't dare to hide the slightest thing, and said in a straightforward manner.

When I first entered the city, no one bothered me, instead they 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, this shadow killer was full of restraint, he was extremely obedient, and he didn't have the demeanor of a master assassin.

I can't help him, no matter how arrogant he is usually, when his life is no longer in his hands, he has to be honest.

Zhang Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said casually, "A martial artist who runs errands seems to have no sense of accomplishment after killing him."

"Okay, for the sake of your cooperation, I will let you live, and you can give me a few words to your elders."

"The junior must convey it verbatim."

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

"very good."

Zhang Yi nodded and said, "I don't intend to get 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 in it."

"Those people should sell my face, or are they going to have a competition?"

The man dared not make a sound.

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

"My lord, this, this."

The man's expression flustered immediately, and he hurriedly checked himself, but he didn't find any hidden dangers, as if he was blindsided.

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

Zhang Yi said calmly, and then he walked forward.

"By the way, I don't really like the feeling of being stared at. Let the forces behind you cancel those who investigate, otherwise I can only solve it casually."