I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 After feeling the difficulty of Zhang Yi, Zhao Wushuang immediately decided to go all out and no longer keep his hands.

　　 I saw Zhao Wushuang's eyes sharp, and his hands quickly formed seals.

　　 "The second type of Yan Wang's four styles is the core of Yan Wang!"

　　 "The third type of the flame king's four styles, the third type of the flame king's spirit armor!"

　　 As Zhao Wushuang began to use the Great Yanzong Zhenzong martial arts, his momentum suddenly rose.

　　 Compared with Chen Lie who can only use the second type of Yan King core, as the strongest of the Great Yan Sect, Zhao Wushuang has undoubtedly cultivated to a higher level.

　　 I saw Zhao Wushuang's heart, with a bright flame, as if it was not a flesh and blood heart, but a powerful high-temperature melting pot!

　　 Between the contractions of the heart, a steady stream of bursting energy spreads across the limbs, bringing an unparalleled sense of strength, and Zhao Wushuang even has an invincible emotion of me.

　　 On the surface of his body, steam is rising, as if he had turned into a stove burning.

　　 Then, on the surface of Zhao Wushuang's body, yellow-red magma gradually began to flow.

　　 The magma solidified and formed, and it turned into a black-gray spirit armor of a suitable size.

　　The flame king core provides sufficient energy for the warrior, while the flame king's spirit armor enhances the full range of the warrior's strength.

　　 Drive the spirit armor with the core and summon the Yan King to come, which is the core idea of ​​the Yan King's four styles.

　　 It's a pity that it is too difficult to practice until the summoning of the Yan King, at least it will be possible at the later stage of the situation.

　　 There are many resources of the Great Flame Sect sitting on the flame mountains, but Zhao Wushuang can still only practice to the third style at present.

　　 In mid-air, after Zhao Wushuang performed the Yanwang Two-Three Pose, his body became stronger and stronger, even suppressing Zhang Yi.

　　 Zhang Yi estimated that in such a state, Zhao Wushuang's strength might be comparable to elite combat strength, which was somewhat unexpected.

　　 Of course, that's just a little surprised.

　　 Faced with Zhao Wushuang in such a state, Zhang Yi only needs to avoid fighting, and when the opponent's strong period has passed, he can switch from defense to offense.

　　 Of course, there is another simpler way. As long as he sacrifices his own small sword intent, his combat power will instantly soar several times, and it will be easy to defeat Zhao Wushuang at that time.

　　 But it is rare to encounter a warrior who has no threat to him, but his own strength is not bad, how could Zhang Yi miss this opportunity to make a big splash?

　　 Six years have passed since his battle at the Grand Canyon of Hessian.

　　 Now his strength is greatly enhanced, but he has not played happily once.

　　 And at this moment, there is a suitable target in front of him, which really makes him irritated and delighted to see it.

　　 Sancheng Sword Intent will not be used for the time being, but the rest of the methods must be fully displayed, otherwise the car may be overturned.

　　As soon as I thought of this, Zhang Yi's feet were a little closer to the air, and he had already displayed his body skills with lightning and thunder.

　　 Under the 10% thunder's artistic conception bonus, its speed is faster, and it seems to be like a flash of lightning to come and go freely in the middle of the sky, and there is a thunder in the air.

　　 The lightning flashed a few times, and Zhang Yi moved to Zhao Wushuang's side, and then slashed out with a sharp sword.

　　 "Tear and pull."

　　The vast sword light cut through the void, leaving a beautiful trail in the air, and slashed towards Zhao Wushuang.

　　 "Good job!"

　　 At this time, Zhao Wushuang didn't evade, he laughed, and then he punched him up.

　　 The fist carrying the flame smashed the sword light at once, and then Zhao Wushuang slammed closer and struck him with a punch.

　　 Zhang Yi took a half step back in the void, his long sword danced, and countless sword shadows flashed in the air in front of him.

　　 Jianying and Quanying collided with each other, and then annihilated each other.

　　 One move was used, and then another move. Both of them were engrossed, and their fighting skills were brought to the limit.

　　 There is sword energy in the air, and on the wasteland of the four wilds, a deep trace is plowed from time to time, and the magma flame falls, also corroding a piece of land.

　　 "Zhang Gongfeng is really amazing. He can actually fight against Zhao Wushuang in the state of the Yan King's spirit armor."

　　 Fang Lin looked at the two fighting in the field and couldn't help sighing.

　　 He could have done this level in the first place.

　　 "But the situation is not so good." Zheng Jian frowned as he looked at the two fiercely fighting in mid-air.

　　 "Although the two attacked back and forth on the bright side, Zhao Wushuang's defensive power was too strong when the spirit armor was possessed."

"As a swordsman, Zhang Gongfeng was originally a high attack and low defense. As long as Zhao Wushuang's attack fell on Zhang Gongfeng, it would be enough to inflict him severely. On the contrary, Zhao Wushuang could rely on his strong defense force to resist. In comparison, Zhang Zhuanfeng has less room for error."

　　 "Now I can only see if Zhang Gongfeng can persist until the end of the Yan King's spirit armor state."

　　 "If you can survive that time, you will be sure to win this one."

　　 "On the contrary, it is dangerous."

　　 Zheng Jian shook his head and said.

　　 In mid-air, there was another confrontation, and the two sides retreated in the air.

　　 Zhang Yi casts the flying mark in his hand.

　　 In the process of fighting against Zhao Wushuang, the long sword can cut magma, but the quality is a bit low after all.

When 　　 hit the back, the sword body showed faint signs of melting. Fortunately, after this battle, he was able to ask others to build a Tier 3 weapon.

　　 Zhao Wushuang's strength is really good.

　　The cultivation base in the middle of the realm, the artistic conception of fire of 20% and the artistic concept of wood of 10%, under the mutual cooperation, the wood generates fire, and the fire is more prosperous by borrowing the wood to deal higher damage.

　　 With the increase in Yan King's status, Zhang Yi only relied on 20% sword intent and 10% thunder and wood intent to win the opponent.

　　 Another point is that Zhang Yi feels that his attack methods are a bit single.

　　 In the current battle process, apart from his masterful Tier 3 thunder swordsmanship, other martial arts are actually somewhat ineffective.

　　The vegetation is like wood martial arts, and the wave swordsmanship ~www.novelmt.com~ is just a second-order martial arts.

　　 And the flame knife method does not match the current Xiaocheng sword intent.

　　 It’s okay to encounter a normal enemy, but if it encounters a strong enemy in a situation, the means will be a bit single.

　　 Although Zhang Yi believes that realm is the root of everything, but at the current speed, it will take a long time to break through to the realm of heaven.

　　 And in this period of time, safety is an issue.

　　 The so-called sharpening of knives and not chopping wood by mistake, stronger strength, can also obtain more resources.

　　 I don't know how much the physical body can be strengthened after the blood spirit pool. If there is not much difference, I will directly use the cultivation points to accumulate to the realm of physical power, and then practice a wooden martial art.

　　 focuses on sword repair.

　　 is supplemented by two martial arts of Thunder and Wood, plus a physical body comparable to the realm.

　　 In this way, it should be able to deal with the various challenges of the environment.

　　 Zhang Yi thought.

　　...

　　 "Haha, it's so fun!"

　　 "Since the battle with Zheng Yuan, I haven't been so heartily for a long time." In the opposite sky, Zhao Wushuang looked at Zhang Yi with great interest, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

　　 And Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang, with a smile on his face.

　　 "Since the warm-up is over, I won't keep my hands anymore."

　　 After a fierce battle, after checking the results of his six years, Zhang Yi decided not to keep his hands.

　　 To be fair, Zhao Wushuang is in the Yan King state, and his overall combat effectiveness is even greater than that of the women he encountered in the Hessian Grand Canyon.

　　 If Zhang Yi and Zhao Wushuang now face each other six years ago, the odds of winning may be less than 50%.

but now........

　　 Zhang Yi's eyes were bright, staring at the opponent, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly.