I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Yixiantian Canyon is only seven or eight meters wide, but more than ten kilometers long.

The miasma is pervasive inside, and the poison is hidden.

At this time, Zhang Yi and Xue Ling'er were walking among them.

"Leaving this Grand Canyon, the exit is not far ahead."

"When the time comes, you will go to the exit with all your strength, and I will stay behind to hold him back."

Zhang Yi walked in front, with a vigilant look and a long knife in his hand, always paying attention to the movements around him.

"What about you?" Xue Linger asked.

"Probably gone." Zhang Yi said calmly.

"That person is stronger than the black black snake."

Xue Ling'er lowered her head when she heard this, with a lonely expression on her face, "Uncle Leng Luo is like this, do you want to be like this now?"

"That's all our task." Zhang Yi said frankly.

Xue Linger remained silent.

...

Near the exit of the canyon, Zhang Yi turned his head and said to Xue Linger.

"Don't forget what I just told you."

"Don't worry, I know." Xue Ling'er looked at Zhang Yi and squeezed out a smile.

"That's good."

Outside the canyon, a man in white was sitting on the ground with a sword stuck in front of him.

When the wind blew, the man in white clothes fluttered and his hair fluttered.

At a certain moment, he opened his eyes, and there was endless sharpness in his eyes.

"coming."

He muttered, and just as he finished speaking, two people appeared at the exit of the canyon.

As soon as he got out of the canyon, Zhang Yi saw the man in white. He had no real energy fluctuations around him, just like an ordinary person.

But Zhang Yi didn't dare to be careless, the results of the investigation had already surfaced in his mind.

Jin San, the Great Perfection of the Xuan Realm, a swordsman, comprehends the meaning of sword and the artistic conception of thunder.

Zhang Yi's face remained unchanged, but his heart became more serious.

"Go!" Zhang Yi shouted.

"I hope to see you again one day."

Xue Ling'er said sadly, tiptoeing to the ground, and galloped towards the exit of the Great Magical Forest without hesitation.

Seeing this, Jin San raised his sword and swung out a burst of sword energy.

But Zhang Yi dodged and shattered it with a long knife.

"If you want to chase Xue Ling'er, you have to pass my level first." Zhang Yi said lightly.

"Then get rid of the grasshopper that gets in the way first."

After all, Jin San activated his sword intent, and suddenly, the air around him shook, and a wave of sword power shot up into the sky.

Jin San seemed to have turned into an infinitely sharp sword, and that terrifying sword intent seemed to poke a hole in the sky.

"Clang!"

Jin San's sword was out of its sheath.

In the void, a bright purple light flashed, and the invisible sword pressure rushed towards Zhang Yi. With the blessing of the sword intent, Jin San's sword energy was extremely condensed and invincible.

At this moment, the invisible and colorless air is like a stone thrown into the surface of the water, and the ripples start to vibrate.

There seemed to be a bang in the ear.

It's like the air is being cut.

Zhang Yi was startled, the speed of this sword was so fast that it came to him in the blink of an eye.

"Copper skin and iron bones!"

The energy circulates in the body, the body appears copper-yellow as if being poured, and the raging energy flows in the body.

"Fourth style of Flame Saber Technique, Sweeping!"

Zhang Yi held the hilt of the knife with both hands, took a step forward, exerted strength together with his true energy, poured all of it into the blade, and the snow-white light of the sword suddenly swelled! The raging flame is burning at this moment!

"cut!"

Zhang Yi slashed heavily with his sword, and collided with Jian Guang.

Terrifying power erupted from it, Zhang Yi's eyes widened, and both hands exerted force together.

"Break it!"

"brush!"

The long knife slashed hard, and the sharp sword light finally split into two, which was successfully resolved by Zhang Yi.

Jin San was a little surprised, as if he had watched Zhang Yi more.

"I didn't expect you to take over my sword drawing technique. Now, I'm a little interested."

There is a gap between people.

There is also a gap between Tianjiao and Tianjiao.

Zhang Yi really understood this sentence.

It is also the Great Perfection of the Profound Realm, and it is so difficult to hit it in one blow. Zhang Yi estimated that the strength of this guy should approach the ceiling of the Profound Realm.

Zhang Yi's mind was silent, and his energy and energy were gathered to the peak, concentrating on this battle.

The next moment, Jin San moved.

After only a few steps, he appeared in front of Ye Chen, and immediately, a sword struck straight at him.

The sharp sword shoots out, carrying the power of thunder and lightning, Jin San's sword will be blessed in every move, every sword is at a tricky angle, and its attack power is unparalleled.

Zhang Yi dealt with it with concentration, and used the flame long knife to the extreme, but still fell into the disadvantage.

It's not that the combat skills are not as good as the opponent's, but simply being suppressed.

The clanging of swords and fiery sparks splashed in all directions, and only two blurred shadows, one white and one blue, could be seen flashing alternately. The ground and mid-air were their battlefields.

In a very short period of time, the two fought hundreds of times.

"Zheng!"

There was another collision, the sword and the knife collided with each other, and a trace of electric arc entered Zhang Yi's body along the blade.

Jin San's eyes lit up, and he muttered silently. Immediately, the electric arc that had secretly invaded Zhang Yi's body from the previous collision exploded instantly.

Zhang Yi looked horrified, he didn't notice any dark energy entering his body at all.

Such a strong control, this thought flashed in Zhang Yi's mind, and then the arc exploded, Zhang Yi's body froze.

How could such a major flaw be missed by a swordsman.

Jin San, who had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, stabbed out with his sword. At the very moment, Zhang Yimu's artistic conception inspired him, and he finally got rid of his stiff state, and quickly withdrew his sword and returned to defense.

Seeing that Zhang Yi recovered so quickly, Jin San was a little surprised, but changed his tactics and kicked Zhang Yi in the chest.

With a heavy stomp, Zhang Yi flew backwards, his body rubbed against the ground and slid for more than ten meters before finally stopping his retreat.

"puff."

A mouthful of blood spewed out. Zhang Yi looked down and saw that the clothes on his chest had been broken, there was a deep black footprint on his chest, and his internal organs had been damaged.

If it hadn't been for maintaining the copper skin and iron frame, Zhang Yi would have been severely injured with this kick!

After glancing at Xue Ling'er, Zhang Yi withdrew his gaze and had to wait another ten minutes.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yi urged the artistic conception of wood, and quickly formed seals in his hands.

"Martial Skill: Vegetation grows!"

Immediately, the ground under Jin San's feet split open, thick and thick vines grew wildly and stretched towards Jin San.

A green light flashed, and Jin San was tightly surrounded by crazy vines, forming a ball.

Zhang Yi felt a little relieved.

But the next moment, a dazzling electric arc appeared in the gap between the vines.

"brush!"

A purple sword light flashed across, all the vines were broken, and Jin San walked out of it like a stroll in the garden.

"The artistic conception of wood, it's a pity that it is matched with a second-level martial skill."

"The flame knife technique is also good, but it's a pity that I didn't understand the artistic conception of fire."

Jin San looked at Zhang Yi indifferently, raised the long sword in his hand, and traces of electric arcs jumped in the air.

"Everything is okay, but everything is a little bit worse. You are like this, and you can barely be regarded as Tianjiao."

"But, it's just at the bottom."

"I comprehend the meaning of sword and the artistic conception of thunder respectively, and I have the corresponding martial arts and exercises. How can you compare with me?"

"It's time to end."

Jin San said indifferently.