I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"excuse me."

On the mountain peak, Zhang Yi said calmly.

The next moment, he turned his wrist, and the Rifting Sword came out of its sheath brazenly, a sword energy streaked across the air, and finally landed on the alchemy puppet, exploding with a bang.

"Peng!"

The sword energy collided with the alchemy puppet, and suddenly, there was a crisp sound like a sword hitting fine iron, which made Zhang Yi raise his eyebrows.

He looked at it, and saw that his sword qi slashed straight on the opponent's metal shell, but did not leave any traces.

You know, as he stepped into the fourth heaven, even if it was just a random blow, it could already be compared to the full blow of a low-level saint.

But at this time, the sword energy did not cause the slightest damage after hitting the alchemy puppet accurately, which is enough to show its strong defense.

"It's such a hard shell. It seems that the material used to refine this puppet is extraordinary. It is somewhat similar to the Giant Rock Bear King in the Emperor's Sword..."

"Could it be that this test is to see how I handle this situation, so as to show the keen insight of a swordsman, see through the weak points of his alchemy puppet, and make meritorious deeds with one blow?"

While Zhang Yi was thinking, the alchemy puppet moved.

The whole body of the puppet seemed to be pieced together from rough stones, with a height of about three meters. Following its steps, Zhang Yi suddenly felt the ground shake, as if a huge object had hit it.

However, Zhang Yi didn't panic at all, he just turned sideways slightly to avoid the swift and violent impact of the alchemy puppet.

"Sure enough, this alchemy puppet has obvious shortcomings. It is heavy on defense and its speed is average. No wonder it is limited within a stick of incense, otherwise it will be consumed to death."

"Focus on one aspect alone, for a swordsman, it is indeed a test..."

As Zhang Yi thought about it, there were mysterious ripples flickering in his eyes.

Insightful eye!

For such an alchemy puppet with unparalleled defensive power, if you choose to use force to suppress others, it will only get twice the result with half the effort.

The best way is to gain insight into the key nodes, and then make meritorious deeds with one blow.

Therefore, Zhang Yi did not delay, and as he opened his eyes of insight, all kinds of information about the alchemy puppets immediately came into view.

At this moment, the other party seemed to become a picture, with many lines and light spots interlaced on the picture, which was the energy running route in the other party's body.

"Saw."

"A stick of incense?"

"Hehe, ten seconds is enough..."

Zhang Yi smiled slightly in his heart, he suddenly drew his sword, and the supernatural power Huayun was cut out immediately.

The Likong Sword trembled slightly, and a white cloud formed under Zhang Yi's sword, flew across the void, and landed directly around the alchemy puppet, enveloping it.

Immediately, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and the inside flickered, as if infinite sword energy exploded in an instant.

"Boom boom boom!"

From a distance, the alchemy puppet was standing on the ground, surrounded by white clouds, but it was constantly exploding, overflowing with messy energy.

In a very short period of time, many running routes and key nodes on the opponent's body have been cut off, and the light in the eyes formed by the red crystals dimmed again.

"Everything has weaknesses. As long as you understand the weak link, no match for defense is as fragile as a piece of paper."

Zhang Yi shook his head and sighed.

The first sword tested its strength, and Zhang Yi took the second sword simply and neatly.

At this time, Zhang Yi's mind moved, and he put the Likong Sword into the Ocean of True Yuan, and then he stepped up and set off, and after a few tens of steps, he entered the stone pavilion.

The stone pavilion is not big, only a few square meters in size, with a round stone table in the center and three stone seats.

At this time, one of the seats was the place where the skeleton sat.

The other party has already fallen for an unknown number of years, and the original body has decayed, leaving only cracked bones.

"The sternum was cut off by a sword, although he did not die, but the sword meaning in his body was already powerless. After supporting it for a period of time, the endless sword intent broke out, and Taoist Kuzhu died..."

Zhang Yi's eyes were lingering, and he fell on the corpse.

Immediately, he saw densely packed small sword marks on the skeleton, and the most deadly of them was the sword on the chest.

That sword cut off the other party's signs of survival. Although he didn't die on the spot, it was only a matter of time.

"What a terrifying sword intent. Sword Saint Luo Hai deserves to be the second person in the way of the sword who can compete with the sword master. Even at this time, after hundreds of years, I can feel the indelibleness from this sword mark. Sword intent."

Zhang Yi felt a little shaken in his heart.

He is also a sage of swordsmanship, so even if he just looked at his corpse, he still felt some pictures in the remaining sword intent.

"It seems that Taoist Dry Bamboo should be Luo Hai's enemy. After being slashed by a sword, he fell into this ruin..."

Zhang Yi thought to himself, then looked at the stone table.

On the stone table in front, there is a picture scroll, which was left by Taoist Kuzhu before his death. It contains a high-level supernatural power, and at the same time, it also has the understanding of martial arts during cultivation.

This is the reward mentioned by the alchemy golem.

Zhang Yi didn't hesitate, he waved his hand and unceremoniously put the scroll into his pocket.

Although he already has a peak supernatural power, he will not be distracted to practice the second one.

But martial arts comprehension is a saint's understanding of the rules. For Zhang Yi, this is also quite beneficial. By analogy, it can enrich the background of swordsmanship.

"Taoist Dry Bamboo..."

"According to the slightest bit of information gleaned from the sword intent, this is a saint of the sixth heaven, but he was still beheaded and killed by Luo Hai, and now he fell in this unknown ruin."

"It's really embarrassing."

Zhang Yi shook his head, he bowed to the corpse earnestly, then turned and left.

After all, he took the other party's picture scroll no matter what, out of emotion and reason, it is not an exaggeration to pay homage.

...

After getting the treasure, Zhang Yi turned around and left, and went down the stone steps. Soon, he met Qi Daolin.

"Brother Zhang, how are you?"

With eager eyes, Qi Daolin asked.

"The corpse on this mountain is an enemy who was beheaded by Luo Hai, and his cultivation might have reached the sixth heaven."

"And what the other party left behind is a picture scroll that contains a great supernatural power, and there is also a sense of martial arts in the picture scroll..."

Zhang Yi said calmly, not trying to hide anything.

"Single skill!"

Hearing this, Qi Daolin was shocked immediately, for him, it was extremely difficult to get in touch with a secret technique of great supernatural power level!

"According to my observation, part of the power of that dry bamboo Taoist is left in this scroll, which can be viewed three times in total."

"After three times, the power is exhausted, and this scroll will also be invalid."

Zhang Yi looked at Qi Daolin and said calmly.

"This thing has some uses for me. I will watch it once to understand the martial arts sentiments in it. After I write it down completely, I will give it to you."