I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

His move can be said to be unfavorable everywhere, from weak to now, it has played a key role many times.

Even if someone with a stronger cultivation base than him, if he made a careless move, he would still have to suffer from this move.

But in the face of a Dzogchen in the Heaven Realm, it's hard to say how much of the effect this hidden weapon will have.

Therefore, Hua Jian Zui chose to fight Zhang Yi at the beginning, and used this move unexpectedly during the fierce confrontation.

At this time, the slender silver needle was like a ray of aurora, spanning the distance between the two in an instant, before Zhang Yi had time to react, it broke through the protection of the real essence covering his body, and pierced the flesh and blood.

Seeing this scene, Hua Jianzui's face became ecstatic.

His miraculous skill played a corresponding role, and the other party really didn't react!

Next, it is time for the poison to play a role.

Although it would not be enough to kill the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, it was enough to lower the opponent's overall state, and this was his chance.

There was a smile on the corner of Hua Jianzui's mouth, as if he had seen the scene where he defeated Zhang Yi and held the holy order in his hand.

However.

On the opposite side, Zhang Yi just looked at the fine silver needle inserted in his chest, his expression didn't change at all, and he didn't look flustered at all. Instead, he said calmly.

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

"Um?!"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Hua Jianzui's smile froze, she lowered her head and then said in a deep voice, "You are really arrogant. After being hit by my silver poison needle, you can still say such words."

"Do you feel cold all over your body now, and you can't fully mobilize your true energy?"

"Haha, this is just the beginning. After a while, the toxin will flow into the True Essence Lake. At that time, it will be the time of real pain!"

Huajian Zui said ferociously, with joy on his face.

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

Zhang Yi shook his head, shaking off these slender silver needles, his body was full of real energy and full of energy, and he seemed not to be affected at all.

But Hua Jian Zui was startled and suspicious when he saw Zhang Yi's appearance that nothing had happened.

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

Zhang Yi smiled.

"It's just some trails, how can it be on the table."

In fact, although the opponent's Poisonous Silver Poison Needle had the effect of penetrating the true essence and piercing through Zhang Yi's true essence protection, it was nothing more than that.

Zhang Yi's physical strength is too high. The silver needle didn't even pierce his skin. How could the toxin enter his body? It won't do him any harm.

"Okay, it's not rude to come and go, let me give you a ride next time."

As Zhang Yi said, he swung his sword and approached him again.

"not good!"

Hua Jianzui was startled, and hurriedly used the phantom step. His whole body became confused, and he couldn't see the specific direction. He avoided Zhang Yi's sword energy.

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

From time to time, he swung the long sword in his hand, or raised it obliquely, or attacked directly, or stabbed strangely like a powerful and unconstrained style.

Every time, the sword energy he strikes can always accurately find the place where Hua Jianzui is staying, as if he can predict it in advance. The illusion cast by Huajianzui had no effect on him.

In other words, Zhang Yi never cared what means the other party used. All he did was keep attacking.

The opponent, on the other hand, was constantly defending his sword energy, and was gradually falling into his fighting rhythm.

It's different from Zhang Yi's evenly matched battle with the three masters of the Great Perfection in the Heavenly Realm before.

At this time, although the opponent was at the same level, Zhang Yi firmly took the initiative in the scene, leading the opponent by the nose in every move.

There is a sense of lightness in Zhang Yi's actions, as if he was lifting a weight lightly, teasing the other party, very natural.

On a certain level, in front of Zhang Yi, Hua Jian Zui is the one who is restrained.

Zhang Yi's insightful eye destroys all falsehoods, which is the nemesis of a martial artist who cultivates fantasy. As a swordsman, his will is as condensed as a sword, invincible, and it is extremely difficult to be tempted.

The core essence of Huan cannot fully exert its full strength here in Zhang Yi, and this is destined to be an unfair battle.

And Huajian Zui also gradually reacted.

Although he was very angry in his heart, his rationality told him that the illusion he was proud of could not take advantage of the other party, and was completely penetrated by the other party.

So, how can he compete with a swordsman who is good at fighting when the two sides are competing for positive strength?

After understanding this point, Huajian Zuixin wanted to retire.

After this fight, he had to admit that the fighter in front of him who had practiced for more than 300 years was still stronger than him. If he continued to fight, he might suffer a big loss.

After making a decision in his heart, Huajianke no longer hesitated.

He stepped back, holding the cyan folding fan tightly with his right hand, while the true essence lake in his body was surging at this moment, with waves rising and falling one after another.

When Huajian was drunk, a steady stream of true energy suddenly roared out from the lake, and all of them poured into the blue folding fan.

And with his crazy infusion, the cyan feather fan suddenly made a humming sound, and then became extremely large in the air.

The pattern on the folding fan was immediately visible, and there were mysterious light patterns constantly emerging on it, revealing an extremely powerful force.

"Storm and tsunami!"

Huajian let out a loud shout, and slammed the folding fan in his hand.

Immediately, there was a cyan gust of wind whistling between the heaven and the earth, and those gusts of wind were almost as if they were real. It turned into a stormy wave and swept towards Zhang Yi.

After doing all this, Hua Jianke's face turned slightly pale.

Even in the Great Perfection of Heaven Realm, such a high-intensity mobilization of true energy still reached an upper limit, but Hua Jianzui had no time to consider the results of the battle, and with a wave of his fan, he quickly retreated towards the rear.

With the function of this fan, he didn't expect to defeat Zhang Yi, he just wanted to block it for a moment so that he could take the opportunity to escape.

"Want to run?"

"Unfortunately it's too late."

Looking at the opponent's posture, Zhang Yi didn't know what his plan was, but he obviously wouldn't do what he wanted.

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

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

And his physical body also stretched out, waves of vigor contained in all parts of the body were continuously awakened, making the surrounding space tremble, like a humanoid monster.

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

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

A ray of light replaced the scenery in front of him, becoming the only ray of light in the world.

The attack power of this sword has exceeded the limit, even if waves of storms and waves are coming, they will be cut in an instant!

But Huajian Zui's face showed surprise, and he turned around, like a light refracted by a mirror, avoiding Zhang Yi's sword dangerously.

"I said, you can't go."

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, while Hua Jian Zui's face darkened, feeling something bad in his heart.

The martial skill of level 4 perfection, combined with the cultivation base of the great perfection of the heavenly realm, its power has reached the limit of normal warriors.

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

In fact, the power of a single round of martial arts, Huajianzui's move is even higher than Zhang Yi's Leiyun swordsmanship. After all, Zhang Yi has only cultivated to the level 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 told you, it's useless."

Zhang Yi looked indifferent, his insightful eyes firmly grasped the opponent's traces, and he kept swinging his sword as he moved around.

In the sky above the mountain range, sword lights were densely distributed vertically and horizontally, like a net, constantly compressing Hua Jianzui's figure, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

"Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water!

At a certain moment, Huajian Zui couldn't bear it any longer and let out a loud drink.

As the words fell, ripples appeared in mid-air, as if the world had turned into a mirror space, and Hua Jianzui was in the mirror, and then the ripples spread, and Hua Jianzui's figure suddenly blurred and disappeared.

And Zhang Yi's sword qi slashed on it, and it felt like fishing for a moon in the water, which would shatter at the touch of it.

"Interesting means."

Zhang Yi murmured something, and then he threw the Splitting Sword upwards.

In mid-air, the Splitting Sword trembled slightly, then shot out suddenly, shuttled back and forth in this mirror space continuously, turning all the surrounding areas into forbidden areas of sword energy!

Use your mind to control your sword!

The sword qi vertically and horizontally encompasses the entire mirror space, and the infinite flying sword cuts through it, and there is no place in the sky or on the ground that is not within the striking range.

"Puff puff puff puff"

Under such a large-scale and indiscriminate attack, Hua Jianzui, who was hiding in the mirror space looking for opportunities, could not avoid it, so he had to show his figure.

then,

His figure was instantly attacked and killed by countless sword qi.

Hua Jianzui's figure kept flickering, appearing in one place and then moving away instantly, not daring to stay for a moment.

But no matter how high his stature is, he will still inevitably be pierced by the sword energy under such a wide range of AOE damage.

For a moment, Hua Jianzui was in a panic, his clothes were torn, and there were strands of blood spilling out from all over his body.

"Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, transforming reality into reality!"

Seeing that he was about to be on the verge of crisis, Hua Jianzui's tactics changed again.

It has to be said that warriors who have reached this stage have too many means, and their understanding of martial arts has reached the pinnacle.

With Huajianke's move, the entire mirror space is suddenly between illusion and reality.

There is reality in virtuality, and virtuality in reality, without specific boundaries.

Wherever Zhang Yi's sword energy crossed, Hua Jianzui's body turned into illusion, and vice versa.

But Zhang Yi didn't care, and continued to swing his sword.

Until a certain moment, it seemed that the force it endured reached its limit, and the mirror space suddenly collapsed, turning into countless fragments and scattered, and among them, eight figures rushed out and killed Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi raised his eyes to look, and suddenly his eyes were deep.

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

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

Zhang Yi thought to himself, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The other party's tricks emerged one after another, which really aroused his interest.

The strength of the opponent is undoubtedly stronger than that of the three palace masters.

Because the latter is just entering the Dzogchen, martial arts, artistic conception has not yet advanced, and Hua Jianzui has obviously reached perfection in these aspects.

"If you want to keep a Heavenly Realm Dzogchen, you still have to use all your strength."

Zhang Yi sighed.

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

Like a dragon coming out of an abyss.

At this moment, a power that surpassed Dzogchen descended on him, and there were faint traces of space in the surrounding void.

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

"boom!"

A storm of sword energy suddenly appeared around Zhang Yi and spread in all directions.

The several figures that rushed towards Zhang Yi were shattered one by one under the storm of sword energy and disappeared without a trace.

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

"puff!"

Huajian Zui was already injured by Zhang Yi's heavy kick, and now he was injured again.

He flew upside down immediately, hit the forest floor and slid for hundreds of meters, then spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then Hua Jian Zui staggered to his feet.

There was fear in his eyes.

this moment,

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

Hua Jian Zui looked at Zhang Yi, forced a smile and said.

"Zhang Yi, we had no grievances or enmities before, so why should we work so hard here?"

"I'll tell you the news about the Order of the Holy One that I know, how about you let me go?"

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

Zhang Yi sneered upon hearing this.

"Guaranteed by the future of martial arts? 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!"

Hua Jianzui panted heavily.

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

"But so what, top fighters are not so easy to kill, if you push me into a hurry, you will feel bad if you burn everything."

In the end, his words already had a faint threatening tone.

"Noisy!"

Zhang Yi said calmly, his spiritual thoughts stayed firmly on Hua Jianzui's body, not giving him any chance to escape his sight.

And Hua Jianzui obviously felt it too, he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly, and said with a ferocious expression.

"You forced me to do this!"

As soon as the words fell, his whole body's vital energy suddenly went berserk, and blood flashed in his eyes.

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

Within a few breaths, Hua Jianzui's upper body clothes burst open in the continuous expansion, exposing the upper body.

On the surface of Zui Huajian's body, there are monster patterns as thick as dragon tendons that are constantly distorted, making his face a little distorted.

"Is it a hole card like True Yuan Burning?"

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

"As expected of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, there are naturally various ways to improve one's overall combat power when one's cultivation is impenetrable."

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

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