I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

After feeling how tricky Zhang Yi was, Zhao Wushuang immediately decided to go all out and not hold back.

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

"The second form of the Yanwang Four Forms, the core of the Yanwang!"

"The third form of the Yanwang Four Forms, the Yanwang Spirit Armor!"

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

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

I saw that at the position of Zhao Wushuang's heart, there was a big fire, as if it was not a heart of flesh and blood, but a high-temperature furnace full of power!

During the contraction of the heart, a steady stream of explosive energy spread throughout the limbs and bones, bringing an unparalleled sense of power, and Zhao Wushuang even felt a feeling of invincibility.

And on the surface of his body, steam was rising, as if he had turned into a furnace and was burning.

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

The magma solidified and formed, turning into a suitably sized black-gray spiritual armor.

The King Yan core provides sufficient energy for the warrior, while the King Yan spirit armor enhances the warrior's all-round strength.

Using the core to drive the spirit armor and summoning the King of Yan to descend is the core idea of ​​the four moves of the King of Yan.

It's a pity that it is too difficult to cultivate to summon the King of Yan, at least it is possible in the late stage of the realm.

There are not a few Great Yanzong resources sitting on the Flaming Mountains, but Zhao Wushuang is still only able to practice to the third form.

In mid-air, after Zhao Wushuang performed the second and third moves of King Yan, his aura became stronger and stronger, even suppressing Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi reckoned that in such a state, Zhao Wushuang's strength might be comparable to elite-level combat power, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

Of course, it was just a little surprised.

Facing Zhao Wushuang in such a state, Zhang Yi only needs to avoid and not fight, and when the opponent's strong period passes, he can switch from defense to offense.

Of course, there is another simpler way, as long as he sacrifices his Xiaocheng Sword Intent, his combat power will soar several times in an instant, and it will be easy to defeat Zhao Wushuang by then.

But it was rare to meet a martial artist who was not a threat to him, and his own strength was not bad. How could Zhang Yi miss this opportunity to flex his muscles?

Six years have passed since his battle in the Hessen Grand Canyon.

Now his strength has been greatly enhanced, but he has not played a smooth fight yet.

And at this moment, there happened to be a suitable target in front of him, which really made his heart itch, and he was delighted to see it.

Sancheng Sword Intent will not be used for the time being, but the rest of the means must be used as much as possible, otherwise the car may be overturned.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Yi's feet were in the air, and he had already displayed his movement skills, lightning and thunder.

Under the addition of 10% of the artistic conception of thunder, its speed is even faster, and it seems to be like a bolt of lightning when it moves around, and there is a thunder in the air.

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

"Tear."

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

"Well done!"

At this time, Zhao Wushuang did not avoid or dodge, laughed loudly, and punched him.

The fist carrying the flame shattered the sword light, and then Zhao Wushuang approached him with a punch.

Zhang Yi stepped back half a step in the void, dancing with the long sword in his hand, and countless sword shadows flashed in the air in front of him.

The sword shadow and the fist shadow collided with each other, and then annihilated each other.

One move was performed, followed by another move, both of them were fully focused, and their fighting skills were brought to the limit.

There was sword energy in the air, and deep marks were plowed out from time to time on the wilderness of the four fields, and the magma flames fell to the ground, corroding a piece of land.

"Zhang Gongfeng is really amazing. He was able to fight Zhao Wushuang back and forth in Yanwang Lingkai state."

Fang Lin couldn't help sighing as he looked at the two people fighting in the field.

He would have been able to do so.

"But the situation is not very good." Zheng Jian looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and frowned.

"Although the two attack back and forth on the surface, Zhao Wushuang's defense is too strong in the spirit armor state."

"As a swordsman, Zhang Gongfeng has high attack and low defense. As long as Zhao Wushuang's attack falls on Zhang Gongfeng's body, it will be enough to injure him severely. On the contrary, Zhao Wushuang can rely on his strong defense to resist. In comparison, Zhang Gongfeng has less room for error."

"Now we can only see if Zhang Fengfeng can persist until the end of the Yanwang spirit armor."

"If you can last until then, you can take this one with great confidence."

"On the contrary, it is dangerous."

Zheng Jian shook his head and said.

In the middle of the air, there was another confrontation, and the two sides retreated in the air.

Zhang Yi flipped the flying marks in his hand.

During the fight with Zhao Wushuang, although the long sword could cut magma, its quality was a bit low after all.

At the end of the fight, the body of the sword faintly showed signs of melting. Fortunately, after this battle, he was able to ask others to make a Tier 3 weapon.

Zhao Wushuang's strength is indeed good.

In the middle stage of cultivation, 20% of the artistic conception of fire and 10% of the artistic conception of wood, with the cooperation of each other, the wood generates fire, and the fire is more prosperous through the wood, resulting in higher damage.

With the increase of King Yan's state, Zhang Yi only relied on 20% sword intent and 10% thunder and wood artistic conception, and it really took a lot of effort to win the opponent.

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

Currently, during the battle, except for the tertiary Thunder Swordsmanship, he is actually a bit incapable of performing other martial arts.

Overgrown vegetation and wave swordsmanship, such as wood-type martial arts, are only second-level martial arts.

And the flame saber technique doesn't match the current Xiaocheng sword intent.

It's okay to encounter ordinary enemies, but in case of encountering strong enemies in the terrain, the means are a bit single.

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

During this period of time, safety was an issue.

The so-called sharpening the knife does not cut the firewood by mistake, the strength is stronger, and more resources can be obtained.

I don't know how much the physical body can be strengthened after the blood spirit pool. If there is not much difference, I can directly use the practice points to accumulate to the realm of the physical body's divine power, and then practice a wood-type martial skill.

Focus on sword repair.

Supplemented by two kinds of martial arts of thunder and wood, plus a physical body comparable to the terrain.

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

Zhang Yi thought.

"Haha, what a joy!"

"It's been a long time since I fought with Zheng Yuan that year." On the opposite side of the sky, Zhao Wushuang looked at Zhang Yi with great interest, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

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

"Now that the warm-up is over, I won't hold back any more."

After a fierce battle and testing his achievements in the past six years, Zhang Yi decided not to hold back.

In all fairness, in front of Zhao Wushuang in the state of King Yan, his comprehensive combat power surpassed the woman he met in the Hessen Grand Canyon.

If Zhang Yi had faced off against the current Zhao Wushuang six years ago, the odds of winning might have been less than 50%.

but now.

Zhang Yi's eyes were bright, he stared at the other party, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly.