I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Sun Feng is suspected to be behind the recent disappearances of the three heavenly saints caused by the magic power of swallowing spirits.

For this, Zhang Yizi couldn't miss it.

If he could kill the opponent here, it could be said to eliminate a hidden danger.

Zhang Yi thought about it, but he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he practiced some supernatural powers in the secret training room to adapt to his improved cultivation.

The drill didn't last long.

In the case that Zhang Yi's divine sense itself was comparable to that of a fifth-level heavenly saint, after only a few minutes, he completely controlled this diligent power.

"In a single thought, you can send and receive freely, move at will, the movement can shake the mountain, and the silence is like a dead tree."

While Zhang Yi smiled and whispered, his whole body became silent, without revealing anything, just like an ordinary mortal.

But if someone lost his mind and Zhang Yi really moved, the vast power in his body was surging, but he had the ability to move mountains.

"Everything is ready, it's time to leave."

Zhang Yi murmured.

He looked around, the golden pool in the center was still viscous and contained pure power, but his time was over.

Zhang Yi didn't feel sad, but rather calm.

He turned around and left this place, escaped from the secret place of the small town, and appeared in an alley in Wucheng.

"alright."

"Next, the game of cat and mouse is about to begin."

"Sun Feng, if it's really you, then it's really a surprise for me."

Dangerous light flashed across Zhang Yi's eyes, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

He was going to find someone, someone who would act as a bait to lure him out.

As for the candidate for the bait, Zhang Yi also had a specific goal in mind, which was the woman who talked about this in the tavern before, the swordsman from the third heaven.

...

As night fell, the stars were dimmed, but Wucheng was still brightly lit, with people coming and going, and there was enough lively atmosphere.

In one of the courtyards, the room was originally shrouded in darkness, but suddenly there was light blooming. It turned out that someone had returned and lit up the surroundings of the room.

And if you look in, you can see a woman with a sad face sitting beside the wooden table.

The woman's cultivation base is not low, as a swordsman, and has the realm of a third-level heavenly saint, theoretically speaking, it is enough to survive safely even in the chaotic Wucheng.

However, at this time, the reason why the woman frowned was worrying, precisely because this body had reached the third level of cultivation.

"Two days ago, another third-level saint disappeared. Although the blood guards of Nether Mountain have intervened in it, they still haven't found it yet."

Thinking back to the information she just received, the woman's eyes became more and more worried.

"How about leaving Wucheng temporarily, looking for an opportunity to sneak into the outer domain, and returning here after the wind has passed?"

The woman murmured, her eyes were full of thoughts, and she hesitated.

Wucheng was originally a place of chaos, and the reason why she entered here was naturally due to circumstances.

If it is not necessary, she really does not want to leave this area that can shelter her.

"Tsk tsk."

Suddenly, a flat voice came from the room, causing the woman's eyes to shrink.

She raised her hand almost immediately, held a flying sword in her hand, and at the same time turned her head and shouted sharply in the direction of the voice.

"Who!, who is it!"

A smear of darkness quietly unfolded in the shadows, flashing along the ground.

Immediately, in the woman's eyes, the position beside the bed suddenly became blurred, and then a young man appeared.

The young man looked ordinary, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, warm and gentle, making him feel like a spring breeze, giving him a feeling of peace of mind.

However, at this moment, the woman on the opposite side trembled as if she was facing an enemy, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

The next moment, the woman's true energy burst out, and the flying sword in her hand turned into a rainbow of light and flew towards the window, wanting to escape from this place.

Apparently, he regarded Zhang Yi as the mastermind behind the disappearance of the saint, and when the other party appeared here, he was obviously eyeing her and wanted to use her as a knife.

"I have to leave here quickly. As long as I leave this small courtyard, there will be enough fluctuations to attract everyone's attention, and the opponent will have to retreat during the game."

Thoughts flashed in her heart, and the woman had a plan in the blink of an eye.

However, just as the woman turned into Jianhong rushed to the window, a wave of darkness suddenly swept from the front.

The dark wave turned into a huge force and exploded. While flying the flying sword back upside down, it also forced the woman to land on the ground in front of Zhang Yi.

This is the realm of darkness.

The moment Zhang Yi appeared here, the domain quietly unfolded, turning this small courtyard into a dark forbidden place, isolating the inner and outer spaces.

No matter what happened in this small courtyard, or how fierce the aftermath of the battle was, the outside world would not be affected in the slightest.

"Do you want to alarm the blood guards outside so that I have to retreat?"

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that this courtyard has already fallen into my domain. No matter how much noise you make, the outside world will not perceive it at all."

Zhang Yi sat casually on the edge of the bed, leaning back. He smiled and pointed to the seat on one side, and said casually.

"I know what you're worried about, but don't worry, I'm not the man behind the disappearance."

"Sit down, we can talk slowly."

For Zhang Yi's words, the woman is obviously still full of vigilance, ready to fight back at any time.

Her eyes were fixed, and a phantom of sword intent formed in her pupils, and the flying sword in her hand was also flowing with brilliance, ready to explode at any time.

The woman snorted coldly.

"Your Excellency visited so rashly, and even used a domain to isolate the space. How can I trust your words?"

"Do you believe it..."

Zhang Yi muttered these two words at the corner of his mouth, and a sharpness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"boom!"

In the next moment, following Zhang Yi's thought, a murderous intent struck in the night, directly beheading the woman in the room.

"not good!"

The woman's eyes were startled, and she quickly swung her sword to block, and streaks of sword light bloomed in the void, forming a thin shield of light.

However, within a breath of resistance, the sword qi and light shield shattered, the woman's complexion turned pale, and a strand of hair fell to the ground.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with fear.

On the opposite side, the sharpness in Zhang Yi's eyes disappeared, and his calm expression was restored, he said calmly.

"You practice the way of the sword, and I am also a swordsman saint."

"In that blow just now, you had a total of forty-two flaws."

"You should know what a flaw means to a swordsman."

"If I want to take your life, one breath is enough."

"so……"

Having said this, Zhang Yi once again brought a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I think my previous proposal was not bad."

"We can sit down and talk, maybe we have the same goal."