I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 Time passed quietly.

　　 On this day, Zhang Yi walked out of the room.

　　 At this time, it is already a month later.

　　 "The next person will inform that my flying mark has been successfully forged."

　　 "I don't know how powerful it is?"

　　 Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and his footsteps became lighter with his excitement.

　　 Passing by a blooming garden, Zhang Yi came to the lobby.

　　 With a glance, Zhang Yi looked at the sword in the old man's hand.

　　——At this time, the Feihen sword body is still hidden in the scabbard.

　　 "My son, fortunately not insulting my life." The old man said with a smile, and handed the Feihen in his hand to Zhang Yi.

　　 Zhang Yi took the long sword, only to find that there was a pattern carved on the hilt of the sword, a bit like a flying phoenix with outstretched wings, and he felt the arrogance of watching the world.

　　 Hmm...Isn't the hero supposed to be a dragon... Zhang Yi groaned in his heart.

　　 Holding the scabbard with his left hand, placing his right hand on the hilt, Zhang Yi took a deep breath, and with his right hand pulled out, he pulled the flying mark out of the scabbard.

　　 The snow-white light caught my eyes, and a sharp breath rushed toward him.

　　 Zhang Yi did not use the sword intent or the true essence, but simply draws the sword.

　　 Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, his hands were applied again, and with a bang, all the flying marks were out of the sheath.

　　 The sharpness is no longer concealed, it is as if a sword is out of its sheath, and the sharpness is revealed. The sharp meaning makes the skin cold, just like a peerless swordsman.

　　 Feihen sword body is like autumn frost, the whole body is thin and tough, with a faint cold light.

　　 Zhang Yi Zhenyuan blended into it, only to hear the sword body tremble slightly, and there was frost and white sword light on it.

　　 Zhang Yi turned around and swung his sword at will.

　　 I saw the frost white sword glow coming out through the body, passing by at low altitude, and an arc of light lit up.

　　 Quietly, Jian Mang sank into the white wall, and then there was no movement.

　　 But Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with light waves, and it was already clear that the frosty white sword light sank into the white wall without the slightest pause, it had already penetrated it.

　　 Where the sword light passed through the hole, only a very small trace was left, and the surrounding walls were not damaged at all.

　　 Jianmang is extremely condensed.

　　 Performing sword moves with the 3rd-order flying mark, it has increased the condensed level of sword energy.

　　 Zhang Yi nodded, his attack power will increase a lot.

　　 How specific is it, I have to test it.

　　 "Is the son still satisfied?" The old man said with a smile.

　　 "Satisfied, of course satisfied, this time, I have to thank Mr. Liu."

　　 Zhang Yi quickly replied.

　　 "The son is satisfied."

　　 The old man held his beard, smiled and nodded and said.

　　 It is indeed a happy thing for a craftsman to obtain the recognition of other people's weapons built by oneself.

　　 "Congratulations to Zhang Gongfeng, Xide Sword."

　　 Aside, Zheng Jian walked up and said with a smile.

　　 Zhang Yi smiled and nodded, put the flying mark into its sheath, and prepared to wait a while to try his power in the wild.

　　 At this time, the curtain on the side of the hall was pulled up, and one person walked out.

　　The man wore a yellow robe, his face was firm, and his hair had many white beards.

　　 Zhang Yi looked subconsciously and found that he was someone he had never seen before.

　　 But judging from the fluctuations in the true essence of his body, it is better than Zheng Jian and Fang Lin, and his heart is immediately clear.

　　The top master of the royal capital, Zheng Yuan.

　　 was absent from the place competition due to injury, and now a month has passed, looking at his face, it is obvious that he has recovered.

　　 "The young man is so skillful that even Zhao Wushuang can easily defeat him. I have such strength at such a young age. It really makes me feel ashamed."

　　 As soon as he walked over, Zheng Yuan spoke.

　　 Obviously, he has learned about the events from Zheng Jian.

　　 "Your excellency praised, but it's just a discussion."

　　 Zhang Yi replied.

　　 "This time the battle for places is really thanks to the son, otherwise the Great Yanzong will succeed."

　　 Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows. There is a lot of information about these words. In other words, they are really the hands and feet of people of the Great Yan Sect.

　　 But Zhang Yi didn't answer the conversation either. This matter has nothing to do with him, so there is no need to intervene.

　　 I only heard Zheng Yuan say again, "I have played against Zhao Wushuang several times, and we have won and lost."

　　 "But the son easily defeated Zhao Wushuang, and he wanted to change to be me, the same ending."

　　 "But I still want to discuss with the son, I don't know what the son wants?"

　　 Zhang Yi thought for a while and nodded.

　　 Feihen Sword just got him, he still wants to try its power.

　　 Someone jumped out immediately, it was a coincidence.

　　 "The son, let's go."

　　……

　　The King Capital Performs Martial Arts Field.

　　 Zhang Yi and Zheng Yuan stood on both sides.

　　 "Father, if you lose, just give up, you can stay alone."

　　 Next to Zheng Yuan, Zheng Jian whispered.

"Humph."

　　 Zheng Yuan snorted coldly, his tone was dissatisfied, "How can you be a father who doesn't know how to be flexible?"

　　" "It's just that I haven't played against Zhao Wushuang for many years, so I want to consider it with each other. "

　　 "That's it." Zheng Jian's eyes lit up, and this is indeed a good way.

　　 Zhao Wushuang and Zhang Yi fought.

　　 Then he will fight Zhang Yi again.

　　 Will you be able to reverse Zhao Wushuang's approximate strength soon?

　　 is really a second.

　　 Although Zheng Jian and Fang Lin had watched the entire battle and knew that Zhao Wushuang had been miserably suppressed by Zhang Yi, they did not know Zhang Yi's true strength.

　　 Therefore, whether Zhao Wushuang regressed or Zhang Yi is too strong, they don't know.

　　 With the help of this battle, he can get an accurate judgment by touching Zhang Yi's strength.

　　 Zheng Jian looked at Zheng Yuan's figure walking towards the field at the moment, feeling very relieved in his heart.

　　 It takes time to practice hands to obtain Tier 3 weapons with Zhang Gongfeng, and take the initiative to come to a battle.

　　 Dad thinks so, it's wonderful.

　　 "Are you ready?"

　　 Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Zhang Yi asked.

　　 "You are here, but I am different from King Zhao Wushuang's all-round enhancement. I specialize in defense~www.novelmt.com~ and I have some confidence in taking over the attack of the son."

　　 Zheng Yuan replied confidently.

　　 That's it.

　　 Zhang Yiting, who had planned to save a bit of energy, answered the other side.

　　 immediately brightened his eyes and said, "Your Excellency!"

　　After the words were over, the Feihen Sword was unsheathed, and Zhang Yi stabled at the opponent amidst the sound of sword chants.

　　 The sky was dark and dark clouds came.

　　 Jianfeng pointed, never moving forward.

　　 "Good coming." Zheng Yuan also greeted him confidently.

　　 Before Zhao Wushuang was able to fight Zhang Yi for so long, and he was a defensive expert. Although a Tier 3 sword was added to the opposite side, it would not be a problem to fight for a hundred rounds. After all, everyone was in the middle stage.

　　……

　　 After more than twenty moves.

　　 "Peng." Zhang Yi kicked Zheng Yuan in the chest, kicked him out, rubbed the ground and slid all the way, stabilized his figure and stood up after a long time.

　　……

　　 Jung Won: Lost in twenty-odd strokes? ? ?

　　 "come again!"

　　 He said a little bit of irritation, and then rushed up again.

　　……

　　 Soon, he was smashed to the ground with a sword.

　　 Zheng Yuan is a little bit evil, gritted his teeth: Come again!

　　……

　　 There was a big hole on the ground, and Zheng Yuan climbed out of it.

　　 Zheng Yuan: How could I lose so soon, something is wrong, I am a major defensive, have I regressed so much?

　　 "come again!"

　　 Gritting his teeth, Zheng Yuan rushed out again!

　　……

　　In the distance, Zheng Jian, who was watching this scene, raised his hand to cover his eyes and shook his head.

　　 The previous ones were all illusions, how could he have the terrible thoughts that his father would be reassuring before?

　　……