I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"boom!"

In mid-air, the second generation of swords masters the sword attack. It is clearly the profound meaning of swordsmanship at the level of the fourth heaven, but it is incomparably domineering, with a feeling of pushing the world horizontally.

This is the invincible belief of the second-generation sword master.

At the same time, the flying sword in his hand is also earth-shattering, its power can shake the mountains and rivers, and it brings Zhang Yi a strong sense of oppression.

Earth Emperor Sword!

This is the sword of the second-generation sword master. Although it is a phantom at this time, it is not the body of the Earth Emperor Sword that has been turned into a mountain from the outside world, but it also brings Zhang Yi great pressure.

When the sword falls, a majestic scene of mountains and rivers evolves, presenting a prairie fire towards Zhang Yi.

"break!"

In the same place, Zhang Yi's body was not moved, and a sword stabbed in obliquely. Suddenly, only a hideous sound was heard, and the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers was instantly wiped out.

At the same time, strands of flames disappeared from He Yuanjian's sword.

And Zhang Yi broke through the offensive of the second-generation sword master with a single sword, and immediately turned from defense to offense, bullying himself and advancing.

As soon as he turned around, he dissipated away, and at the same time, layers of white clouds and mist shrouded the phantom of the second-generation sword master.

"Bang bang bang!"

The white clouds billowed, and sparks overflowed from them. It was the cold murderous intent of flying swords when they collided with each other.

The Earth Emperor Sword is huge and vast, and it drives the power of heaven and earth when it is swung.

And in the hands of the second-generation sword master, many exquisite sword moves have evolved, which contain the rules of water and earth.

But under such circumstances, after hundreds of moves, when the white clouds dissipated, the phantom of the second-generation sword master was also broken by Zhang Yi's sword.

He won.

In the same place, Zhang Yi gasped for breath, his mind exhausted, but his brows were full of joy.

In the past five years, he had confronted the second-generation sword master Xu Ying twice, but they all failed.

But this time was the third time, he finally succeeded and defeated the opponent.

"When I was in the lower realm, my fire, thunder, cloud, and the power of the three artistic conceptions reached perfection."

"And at this time, the artistic conception of fire and the artistic conception of cloud have finally taken another step forward and extended new changes."

"Although it's just the beginning, I still have time."

Thinking in Zhang Yi's heart, he projected his gaze into the sea of ​​consciousness.

There, the imprints formed by the artistic conception of clouds and the artistic conception of fire have undergone new changes, like a cluster of stars, slowly turning.

And at the height of the sea of ​​consciousness, the silver sword soul has undergone considerable changes, and it has grown by about 30% compared to before.

"The tempering of the fourth space of the Sword Realm Forbidden Land has come to an end, and if I stay here longer, I won't gain much."

"Next, I should use the token that Elder Poxuan gave me to enter the fifth dimension. There will be my real test."

Standing on the spot, Zhang Yi looked up at the sky, and through the blue sky, he knew that it was the fifth dimension.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and put himself on guard. Holding the token in his hand, he rushed up and broke through the sky.

...

In the outside world, the dark tide is surging, but on the bright side, it has calmed down.

As the top forces of all parties prepare for the martial arts exchange meeting that will come 30 years later, the elite saints participating in all parties have fallen into retreat.

There are a lot of martial arts resources tilted towards them, which makes them improve by leaps and bounds.

Among them, the most noticeable one is Qixuanmen, one of the top forces.

It should have been known to the top forces of all parties, but it was learned by outsiders at some point, and the situation of the martial arts exchange meeting was spread.

In this way, the end of life is approaching, and the head of Qixuanmen, who is desperate for anything, is pushed to the cusp of the storm, with countless pairs of eyes quietly staring at Qixuanmen.

But on the bright side, Qixuanmen is still as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest turmoil.

After all, everything is not settled yet.

Even if the end of life is approaching, the head of Qixuanmen still has the combat power of the seventh heaven, and it will even be even more terrifying, so no one will show his minions at this time.

But it is conceivable that if something changes and the head of the Qixuanmen falls, the pattern of the violent sea area may be reshuffled again.

In addition to these things, in the dark, there are also some things that are evolving.

For example, a city that was deserted overnight, such as a top power saint who quietly disappeared.

...

Under the turbulent but stable situation, time gradually passed, and the distance from the martial arts exchange meeting was getting closer and closer.

At this time, in the fifth level of the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Realm, Zhang Yi was dressed in rags, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He fell to the ground, and in front of him was an opponent who had dissipated into an afterimage.

This opponent is not a swordsman, but a swordsman who was originally at the peak of the fifth heaven.

The opponent's way of the sword is not domineering, open and close, but pays attention to killing with one blow.

When the knife is out of the sheath, the enemy must be killed, and there is a belief that he will also kill the enemy, so Zhang Yi suffered a big loss. Although he won, it was a miserable victory. His right arm was almost split in two.

Even in the heart, there is a very destructive knife intent remaining, which hinders the healing of the wound.

"If this is not the forbidden area of ​​the sword realm, but the outside world, I'm afraid I have lost my combat power at this time."

Zhang Yi looked down at himself, couldn't help shaking his head, and sighed.

The swordsman he faced was like a lunatic, he hurt the enemy and himself, he really hurt one thousand enemies, and eight hundred self-harms.

Such a way of playing like jade and stone burn together really gave Zhang Yi a headache.

After all, here, apart from competing in the martial arts that each has mastered, both cultivation and physical strength are restricted.

If it was really outside, it would be difficult for Zhang Yi to win against the peak of the fifth heaven.

But relying on the two treasures, especially the high-level Xuantian mirror, it is not a problem to escape safely.

"The fifth level of the forbidden land of the sword realm is worthy of being a training ground for the fifth level of heavenly saints. At this level, my winning rate is only barely 50%."

I don't know how long he closed his eyes to cultivate, but Zhang Yi's state finally recovered.

Up to now, twenty-seven years have passed since he entered the forbidden area of ​​the sword realm.

At this time, in his awareness sea, Xingxuan representing the artistic conception of cloud had already reached perfection, and Xingxuan represented by the artistic conception of fire had also been more than half completed.

This is because after Zhang Yi broke into the Saint Realm, the first supernatural power he practiced was the cloud transformation supernatural power, so he had a higher attainment in the way of clouds.

As for Xingxuan in the artistic conception of fire, it is because of obtaining the Xuantian mirror and comprehending the traces of the rules of the way of fire in it.

But compared to Yun Zhidao, the background is still a bit worse.

"After twenty-seven years of accumulating and tempering, there are still three years before the martial arts exchange meeting. It's time for me to leave."

"Next, I have to enter the Dao Enlightenment Pagoda once to digest all these honings, and at the same time try to comprehend the second form of the Star God Sword Art..."

Thinking of this in Zhang Yi's mind, as soon as he turned around, he gradually disappeared, and he took the initiative to escape from the forbidden area of ​​the sword realm.

In the mountains and forests surrounded by dense spiritual mist, a deep whirlpool hangs high in the sky.

At this time, Zhang Yi's figure broke away from it and appeared.