I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Zhang Yi came to the door at night, as if he wanted to visit someone.

As the night grew thicker, a figure wandered in the darkness, heading towards the seventh island of Hanging Island, which was the residence of Elder Poxuan, one of the five great elders.

And the super formation covering the entire hanging island didn't work on Zhang Yi, and he easily shuttled through it, or in other words, the super formation had an entrance, allowing Zhang Yi to enter through it.

"Elder Poxuan and I have a voice transmission. I don't know what happened. It seems that I am the only one who received the voice transmission."

His figure flitted across the air, and Zhang Yi couldn't help guessing that the Elder Poxuan who transmitted the sound to him was the elder who inspected him when he just entered Wenjian Mountain.

At that time, Zhang Yi performed extremely well in the questioning session of swordsmanship, and caught the opponent's attention. Even the matter of his going to Chiyan County seemed to be fueled by this elder.

But in the follow-up, the elder Poxuan never looked for Zhang Yi again, until now, the other party suddenly transmitted voice in the palace.

"Forget it, what's the other party's plan? It's clear at a glance when we meet each other. It's futile to guess at this time." The last thought flashed through Zhang Yi's mind, Zhang Yi's body fell rapidly, and landed directly in the courtyard of the seventh hanging island .

Then, he looked sideways not far away, and saw a middle-aged man in blue attire sitting on a stone chair, enjoying tea leisurely under a spiritual tree in the courtyard.

Unlike the sword master whose sword intent is as vast as the ocean, the man in front of Zhang Yi gave Zhang Yi an extremely condensed aura, the sword intent was sharp to the extreme, and he had the confidence to destroy everything with his sword no matter who blocked him.

When the other party's gaze was projected over, Zhang Yi's silver sword spirit trembled immediately, and Zhang Yi's silver sword spirit burst out involuntarily, protecting his three inches of land.

"Peng!"

Zhang Yi was defeated in the confrontation between kendo levels. He immediately snorted and couldn't help taking three steps back to stabilize his figure. Of course, this was also due to Elder Poxuan restraining his power, otherwise Zhang Yi must have been injured.

"good."

"It's only been more than 200 years since I entered Wenjian Mountain, and my cultivation has advanced to such a level. Even my sword energy that contains the true meaning of the sword can be forcibly received. It's really a formidable future."

At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Zhang Yi, and after looking at him for a while, he gave a rare compliment.

"Elder Poxuan praised it."

"The younger generation was able to enter Wenjian Mountain because of the recommendation of Elder Poxuan." Zhang Yi replied calmly with his expression neither humble nor overbearing.

"I'm just doing things according to the rules. As for you being able to get to this point, it all depends on your talent."

Po Xuan said while pointing to the opposite seat.

"The night is long, there is enough time, sit down, let's chat slowly."

"yes."

Zhang Yi replied calmly, and he was not polite, and immediately sat down opposite Elder Poxuan calmly, waiting for the other party to ask questions.

But to Zhang Yi's surprise, Elder Poxuan didn't immediately get on the right track, but with a wave of his hand, a black and white chessboard landed on the round stone table between the two of them.

"It's just a small item."

"Come on, let's try playing chess?"

Po Xuan said indifferently, but Zhang Yi's brows suddenly became serious.

He naturally saw that this was a martial arts chessboard, where the black and white pieces fell, the chess player's comprehension of their own martial arts was the game, the confrontation was extremely dangerous, and if there was a little carelessness, the whole game would be lost, and it would bite back on himself.

"Since Elder Poxuan has such an elegant mood, the younger generation should accompany him."

Zhang Yi clasped his fists intently and said.

"good."

Po Xuan seemed to be in a happy mood, he raised his hand to pick up the ball, and dropped a piece of white qi.

"Peng!"

Bai Zi fell on the chessboard, instantly transformed into thousands of sword qi, and turned into an all-pervasive sword cage, encircling Zhang Yi in the center.

In an instant, Zhang Yi only felt as if he had fallen into a swampy jungle, struggling to extricate himself. His eyes were fixed, and immediately he picked up the sunspots and fell, and a mass of darkness spread under his feet, directly covering the entire land.

This was the first form of the Star God Sword Art, and Zhang Yi felt great pressure at this moment, and immediately used his trump card.

The night spreads and vines grow.

In an instant, vines broke through the ground from the swamp, and directly entangled with the surging wave of swordsmanship.

"Bang bang bang!"

In mid-air, the vines snapped at the sound, and Zhang Yi also blocked the surging wave of swordsmanship from all around, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Elder Poxuan's second white stone had already landed in response.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a gust of wind, whistling from a distance, and rolled up the endless fragments of sword energy that were broken after the first wave of offensive on the way, turning into a storm of sword energy, and launched a storm-like blow towards Zhang Yi again offensive.

"A ring is connected to a ring, are the rings interlocking?"

Seeing this, Zhang Yi's eyes were fixed, and his mind was moved, so that this place was completely covered in the field of night. Immediately, his figure disappeared in place, letting the storm pass by without showing his trace.

"Some methods, this is the Star God Sword Art."

"You took the opportunity to obtain a top-notch supernatural power after the Martial Dao Grand Festival ended, and you have already cultivated this first form to such an extent, it is really extraordinary."

"However, at the level of swordsmanship, apart from supernatural powers, the understanding of all things in the world is equally important. Only by integrating all the rules of the evolution of all things in the world into one's own swordsmanship can one reach a higher peak in martial arts."

Po Xuan sat at one end calmly, and he commented indifferently, while a third white piece was quickly dropped in his hand.

In an instant, thunder fell from the void.

The sword gas turned into thunder, and with the rhythm of thunder, it smashed heavily into Zhang Yi's night field.

Immediately, under such extreme destructive power, Zhang Yi's night field immediately began to collapse, and there were gaps in the place where the thunder fell, bombarding the field to pieces.

Zhang Yi could feel that the level of power mobilized by Po Xuan hadn't improved, but when the thunder fell, it carried the rules of thunder, possessing extremely terrifying and tyrannical power, blasting Zhang Yi's domain abruptly!

Afterwards, the chess game continued. After exhausting all means and relaxing the suppression by Po Xuan, Zhang Yi was finally defeated when he barely persisted until the thirteenth move.

In reality, Zhang Yi's spirit jumped out of the chessboard and entered his mind, which immediately aroused a magnificent sea of ​​consciousness, with thousands of feet of waves rushing, and his face was also pale and weak, and his mind was haggard.

"I lost."

Zhang Yi exhaled heavily, his voice hoarse.

But Po Xuan's face remained the same, he waved his hand to put away the martial arts chessboard, then looked at Zhang Yi and said in a deep voice.

"There is no doubt about your comprehension in supernatural powers, and your cultivation talent is also extremely high, but if you want to break into the fifth heavenly saint, you still need the help of the rules, which will help you."

At this time, Po Xuan opened his mouth, finally explaining why Zhang Yi was here.