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His move is unfavourable. From the weak to the present, it has played a key role many times.
Even if a man whose accomplishments are better than him is careless, he must drink hatred under this move.
However, it's hard to say how much the effect of this concealed weapon can play in the face of a perfect heaven.
Therefore, Huajian drunk chose to fight with Zhang Yi at the beginning, and took this move by surprise in the gap of the fierce confrontation.
At this time, the slender silver needle was like a ray of Aurora. In a moment, it crossed the distance between the two people. When Zhang Yi had no time to respond, it broke the Zhenyuan protection covered on his body surface and stabbed on the flesh and blood.
Seeing this scene, Huajian's drunken face was ecstatic.
He played a corresponding role, and the other party really didn't respond!
Next, it's time for the highly toxic to work.
Although it's not enough to poison the heaven, it's enough to reduce the other party's overall state, and this is his chance.
A smile appeared on the corner of Huajian's drunken mouth. It seemed that he had seen the scene of defeating Zhang Yi and holding the holy order.
However.
In the air opposite, Zhang Yi just looked at the fine silver needle inserted in his chest. His expression didn't change at all and didn't seem flustered at all. Instead, he said calmly.
"What are you laughing at? Are these silver needles trying to give me acupuncture?"
"Huh?!"
Listening to Zhang Yi's words, Huajian's drunk smile froze, bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "you're really arrogant. You can still say such words when you hit my silver needle."
"Do you feel cold all over now, and Zhenyuan can't be fully mobilized?"
"Ha ha, this is just the beginning. After a while, the toxin will flow into Zhenyuan lake. At that time, it is the time of real pain!"
The flowers were drunk and ferocious, and there was joy on their faces.
"That's the plan. Unfortunately, it's too weak."
Zhang Yi shook his head and shook off these slender silver needles as soon as his body shook. He was full of truth and energy, and seemed not to be affected by a trace.
When Hua Jianzui saw Zhang Yi's appearance that nothing had happened, he immediately became suspicious.
"What's the matter? My silver needle clearly hit you. How can you be all right?"
Zhang Yi smiled.
"It's just some trails. How can it be on the table."
In fact, although the other party's silver breaking poison needle can penetrate Zhenyuan and penetrate Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan protection, that's all.
Zhang Yi's physical strength is too high. The silver needle doesn't even pierce his epidermis. How can its toxin enter his body? Even if it is really poisoned into his body, with Zhang Yi's physical strength, it won't cause him any harm.
"Well, come and don't be rude. Let me give you a ride."
Zhang Yi said, waving his sword close again.
"No!"
Hua Jianzui was surprised and quickly performed magic steps. The whole person was confused and couldn't see the specific direction. He avoided Zhang Yi's sword Qi.
However, Zhang Yi's eyes were clear and not confused by the scene in front of him.
From time to time, he waved his long sword, or tilted it upward, or attacked it directly, or stabbed it like a strange horse in the sky.
Every time, his sword Qi can always accurately find the place where the flowers are drunk, as if he could predict in advance. The illusion of huajianzui didn't seem to affect him.
In other words, Zhang Yi never cared what means the other party showed. What he did was just keep attacking.
And the other side, is constantly defending his sword, step by step into his battle rhythm.
It's different from Zhang Yi's fight with the three Hall Lord who had a perfect heaven.
At this time, although the other party is at the same level, Zhang Yi firmly occupies the initiative of the scene and leads the other party by the nose.
Zhang Yi's actions have a light pleasure of painting ink at will, as if he was lifting weights as light as a light, teasing each other, which is very natural.
On a certain level, in front of Zhang Yi, Huajian drunkenness is the one restrained.
Zhang Yi's insight eye breaks through the illusion, which is the bane of one of the Taoist martial arts practitioners. As a swordsman, his will is as concise as a sword, invincible and difficult to be tempted.
The core essence of fantasy can't give full play to all its strength here, which is destined to be an unfair battle.
And the drunkenness between flowers also gradually reflected.
Although he was very angry, his reason told him that his illusions, which he was proud of, could not take any advantage of each other and were completely penetrated by each other.
So, how can he compete with a swordsman who is good at fighting when both sides compete for positive strength?
After understanding this, Huajian was intoxicated with retreat.
After this fight, he had to admit that the warrior in front of him, who had practiced for more than 300 years, would still be more powerful than him. If he continued to fight, he would suffer a great loss.
When the heart makes a decision, the flower guest will no longer hesitate.
His body flashed back, his right hand tightly grasped the blue folding fan, and the Zhenyuan Lake in his body was surging and surging, and the waves came and went one after another.
When the flowers were drunk, a steady stream of Zhenyuan suddenly roared out of the lake and poured into the cyan folding fan.
With his crazy perfusion, the blue feather fan suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then became bigger in the air.
The patterns on the folding fan are immediately visible, and mysterious light patterns are emerging, revealing an extremely powerful force.
"Storm Tsunami!"
The flowers were drunk and drank loudly, holding a folding fan.
Suddenly, there was a blue wind whistling from heaven and earth, which was almost like the essence. Turned into a storm wave, swept away towards Zhang Yi.
After all this, the flower guest's face turned pale.
Even if the heaven was perfect, such a high-intensity mobilization of Zhenyuan still reached an upper limit, but Huajian drunk had no time to take into account the results of the war. When he waved it, he retreated rapidly towards the rear.
The role of this fan, he did not expect to beat Zhang Yi, just wanted to stop for a moment, so as to take the opportunity to run away.
"Want to run?"
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
Zhang Yi looked at each other's posture. He didn't know what his abacus was, but he obviously wouldn't do what he wanted.
Zhang Yi took a deep breath and turned the split empty sword in his hand slightly.
In his body, the Zhenyuan lake was boiling like a dragon absorbing water. Waves of energy poured into the long sword, making it brighter and brighter.
His body was also stretched out, and waves of strength contained in all parts of his body kept waking up, making the surrounding space tremble, like a human monster.
This is the double-layer resultant force of Zhenyuan and flesh!
A ray of pure light flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and he stepped forward and cut it obliquely from bottom to top.
A ray of light replaces the scenery in the eyes and becomes the only ray of light between heaven and earth.
The attack power of this sword has exceeded the limit. Even waves of storms and waves are surging, they are cut away in an instant!
While Huajian's drunk face showed surprise. His body turned like a ray of light refracted by the lens, and narrowly avoided Zhang Yi's sword.
"I said, you can't go."
Zhang Yi smiled slightly, while Hua Jian was drunk, his face was gloomy, and he felt bad in his heart.
Level 4 perfect martial arts skills, combined with the cultivation of Tianjing, have reached the limit of normal martial arts.
But at the moment, he was still cut away by the other party's sword, and the enemy's strength exceeded his imagination.
In fact, the power of a single round of martial arts is even higher than Zhang Yi's Lei Yun sword. After all, Zhang Yi only cultivates to a great level.
But even so, he was still cut away by Zhang Yi's sword. It can only be said that his basic attributes exceeded the standard.
At this time, in the face of such a situation, Hua Jianzui's heart kept sinking, but he didn't give up, but disappeared and tried to deal with it again.
"As I said, it's useless."
Zhang Yi's expression was cold, his insight eyes firmly grasped each other's trace, and his body turned and moved. He kept waving his sword.
Over the mountains, sword lights were covered vertically and horizontally, like a net, constantly compressing the drunk body among the flowers, making him unavoidable and unavoidable.
"Mirror Flower Water Moon!
At a certain moment, the flower was drunk and burst into a drink.
Words fall, and ripples appear in the air. Heaven and earth seem to turn into a mirror space, and the intoxication between flowers means that the body is in the mirror, and then the ripples swing open. The body shape of intoxication between flowers is immediately blurred and disappeared.
Zhang Yi's sword Qi was waved and chopped on it. It felt like fishing for the moon in water, which was broken at the touch.
"Interesting means."
Zhang Yi murmured, and then he threw the split empty sword up.
In mid air, the Kaikong sword trembled slightly, then suddenly burst out, shuttling back and forth in the mirror space, turning all around into a sword Qi forbidden area!
Yiyi Yujian!
The sword Qi covers the whole mirror space. It is cut by the infinite flying sword. There is no place in the sky and underground that is not within the attack range.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
Under such a large-scale undifferentiated attack, the flower drunk hiding in the mirror space looking for opportunities is unavoidable and has to show his body shape.
then,
His figure was instantly attacked and killed by countless sword Qi.
The drunken figure among the flowers flickered constantly. After appearing in one place, it moved away in an instant and dared not stay at all.
But even if his body method is higher, he will inevitably be pierced by the sword Qi under such a wide range of AoE damage.
For a time, the flowers were drunk and embarrassed, their clothes were ragged, and there were wisps of blood scattered all over the body.
"Mirror flowers, water and moon, virtual and real transformation!"
Seeing that he was about to be on the edge of crisis, Huajian drunkenness changed again.
It has to be said that those who have reached this stage have too many means, and their understanding of martial arts has reached the peak.
With the flower guest's move, the whole mirror space is suddenly between illusion and reality.
There is reality in emptiness, and there is emptiness in reality. There is no specific boundary.
Where Zhang Yi's sword Qi crosses, the drunk body between flowers turns into illusion, and vice versa.
But Zhang Yi ignored it and kept waving his sword.
Until a certain moment, it seems that the strength it bears has reached the limit, and the mirror space suddenly collapses into countless fragments, which are scattered, among which eight figures rush out and kill Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi lifted his eyes and suddenly his eyes were deep.
Because in his observation, these eight figures are illusory or real. They are between the two and will be really determined only at the last moment.
"Do I have to stop all of them? Can't I let one go..."
Zhang Yi thought in his heart and smiled at the corners of his mouth.
The other party's means emerged one after another, which really aroused his interest.
The strength of the other party is undoubtedly stronger than that of the three Hall masters.
Because the latter is just the beginning of dayuanman, martial arts and artistic conception have not been promoted, and huajianzui has obviously achieved perfection in these aspects.
"If you want to leave a perfect heaven, you still have to use your best."
Zhang Yi sighed.
At the next moment, Zhang Yi's body shook and burst open, urging his cultivation and flesh body with all his strength.
Like a hidden dragon out of the abyss.
At this moment, a more than perfect momentum came to him, and the surrounding void also appeared with faint space traces.
Then, Zhang Yi's eyes closed and the long sword inserted fiercely.
"Boom!"
A sword wind storm suddenly appeared around Zhang Yi and spread out in all directions.
The figures that jumped on Zhang Yi suddenly broke one by one and disappeared under the sword storm.
In the blink of an eye, the seven figures were broken, and the last figure turned from illusion to reality and was swept by the sword storm.
"Poof!"
Hua Jianzui was kicked by Zhang Yi and hurt his internal organs. At this time, he was hurt again.
He suddenly flew backwards, hit the mountain forest ground and slid for hundreds of meters. Then a mouthful of blood spewed out, and then the flowers stood up drunk.
There was fear in his eyes.
At this moment,
The heaven is perfect. I'm really afraid of being beaten.
Hua Jianzui looked at Zhang Yi and reluctantly smiled and said.
"Zhang Yi, we had no grievances before. Why do we have to work hard here?"
"I'll tell you the news of the holy order I know. How about you let me go?"
"From then on, I will never appear in front of you or bear a grudge. I swear by my martial arts future!"
Zhang Yi sneered at the speech.
"Use martial arts to guarantee your future? This is really not convincing. Do you think you have a chance to break through the Holy One?"
"Zhang Yi, don't go too far!"
The flowers are drunk and panting in the thick airway.
"Yes, I admit I underestimated you. Your strength is indeed a little higher than the general fullness of heaven."
"But so what? Top fighters are not so easy to kill. If you force me to hurry and burn jade and stone, you won't feel good."
At last, there was a faint threat in his words.
"Noisy!"
Zhang Yi said calmly, his mind firmly stayed on the drunk body between flowers, and didn't give him any chance to escape his sight.
The flower drunk obviously felt something. He couldn't help clenching his fists and looked ferocious.
"You forced me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhenyuan suddenly became violent, and blood flashed in his eyes.
And his clothes began to distort and expand as if something was coming out.
Between a few breaths, the clothes drunk on the upper part of the body burst in constant expansion, exposing the upper part of the body.
I saw the drunk body surface between the flowers. At this time, there were a series of monster patterns as thick as dragon tendons, which constantly distorted his face.
"Are there cards like true yuan burning?"
Zhang Yi couldn't help thinking of it, and then shook his head.
"It is worthy of the great perfection of heaven. When there is no progress in cultivation, naturally there are various means to improve their comprehensive combat effectiveness."
"However, no matter how much you resist, it will be a drop in the bucket in front of absolute strength."
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His move is unfavourable. From the weak to the present, it has played a key role many times.
Even if a man whose accomplishments are better than him is careless, he must drink hatred under this move.
However, it's hard to say how much the effect of this concealed weapon can play in the face of a perfect heaven.
Therefore, Huajian drunk chose to fight with Zhang Yi at the beginning, and took this move by surprise in the gap of the fierce confrontation.
At this time, the slender silver needle was like a ray of Aurora. In a moment, it crossed the distance between the two people. When Zhang Yi had no time to respond, it broke the Zhenyuan protection covered on his body surface and stabbed on the flesh and blood.
Seeing this scene, Huajian's drunken face was ecstatic.
He played a corresponding role, and the other party really didn't respond!
Next, it's time for the highly toxic to work.
Although it's not enough to poison the heaven, it's enough to reduce the other party's overall state, and this is his chance.
A smile appeared on the corner of Huajian's drunken mouth. It seemed that he had seen the scene of defeating Zhang Yi and holding the holy order.
However.
In the air opposite, Zhang Yi just looked at the fine silver needle inserted in his chest. His expression didn't change at all and didn't seem flustered at all. Instead, he said calmly.
"What are you laughing at? Are these silver needles trying to give me acupuncture?"
"Huh?!"
Listening to Zhang Yi's words, Huajian's drunk smile froze, bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "you're really arrogant. You can still say such words when you hit my silver needle."
"Do you feel cold all over now, and Zhenyuan can't be fully mobilized?"
"Ha ha, this is just the beginning. After a while, the toxin will flow into Zhenyuan lake. At that time, it is the time of real pain!"
The flowers were drunk and ferocious, and there was joy on their faces.
"That's the plan. Unfortunately, it's too weak."
Zhang Yi shook his head and shook off these slender silver needles as soon as his body shook. He was full of truth and energy, and seemed not to be affected by a trace.
When Hua Jianzui saw Zhang Yi's appearance that nothing had happened, he immediately became suspicious.
"What's the matter? My silver needle clearly hit you. How can you be all right?"
Zhang Yi smiled.
"It's just some trails. How can it be on the table."
In fact, although the other party's silver breaking poison needle can penetrate Zhenyuan and penetrate Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan protection, that's all.
Zhang Yi's physical strength is too high. The silver needle doesn't even pierce his epidermis. How can its toxin enter his body? Even if it is really poisoned into his body, with Zhang Yi's physical strength, it won't cause him any harm.
"Well, come and don't be rude. Let me give you a ride."
Zhang Yi said, waving his sword close again.
"No!"
Hua Jianzui was surprised and quickly performed magic steps. The whole person was confused and couldn't see the specific direction. He avoided Zhang Yi's sword Qi.
However, Zhang Yi's eyes were clear and not confused by the scene in front of him.
From time to time, he waved his long sword, or tilted it upward, or attacked it directly, or stabbed it like a strange horse in the sky.
Every time, his sword Qi can always accurately find the place where the flowers are drunk, as if he could predict in advance. The illusion of huajianzui didn't seem to affect him.
In other words, Zhang Yi never cared what means the other party showed. What he did was just keep attacking.
And the other side, is constantly defending his sword, step by step into his battle rhythm.
It's different from Zhang Yi's fight with the three Hall Lord who had a perfect heaven.
At this time, although the other party is at the same level, Zhang Yi firmly occupies the initiative of the scene and leads the other party by the nose.
Zhang Yi's actions have a light pleasure of painting ink at will, as if he was lifting weights as light as a light, teasing each other, which is very natural.
On a certain level, in front of Zhang Yi, Huajian drunkenness is the one restrained.
Zhang Yi's insight eye breaks through the illusion, which is the bane of one of the Taoist martial arts practitioners. As a swordsman, his will is as concise as a sword, invincible and difficult to be tempted.
The core essence of fantasy can't give full play to all its strength here, which is destined to be an unfair battle.
And the drunkenness between flowers also gradually reflected.
Although he was very angry, his reason told him that his illusions, which he was proud of, could not take any advantage of each other and were completely penetrated by each other.
So, how can he compete with a swordsman who is good at fighting when both sides compete for positive strength?
After understanding this, Huajian was intoxicated with retreat.
After this fight, he had to admit that the warrior in front of him, who had practiced for more than 300 years, would still be more powerful than him. If he continued to fight, he would suffer a great loss.
When the heart makes a decision, the flower guest will no longer hesitate.
His body flashed back, his right hand tightly grasped the blue folding fan, and the Zhenyuan Lake in his body was surging and surging, and the waves came and went one after another.
When the flowers were drunk, a steady stream of Zhenyuan suddenly roared out of the lake and poured into the cyan folding fan.
With his crazy perfusion, the blue feather fan suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then became bigger in the air.
The patterns on the folding fan are immediately visible, and mysterious light patterns are emerging, revealing an extremely powerful force.
"Storm Tsunami!"
The flowers were drunk and drank loudly, holding a folding fan.
Suddenly, there was a blue wind whistling from heaven and earth, which was almost like the essence. Turned into a storm wave, swept away towards Zhang Yi.
After all this, the flower guest's face turned pale.
Even if the heaven was perfect, such a high-intensity mobilization of Zhenyuan still reached an upper limit, but Huajian drunk had no time to take into account the results of the war. When he waved it, he retreated rapidly towards the rear.
The role of this fan, he did not expect to beat Zhang Yi, just wanted to stop for a moment, so as to take the opportunity to run away.
"Want to run?"
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
Zhang Yi looked at each other's posture. He didn't know what his abacus was, but he obviously wouldn't do what he wanted.
Zhang Yi took a deep breath and turned the split empty sword in his hand slightly.
In his body, the Zhenyuan lake was boiling like a dragon absorbing water. Waves of energy poured into the long sword, making it brighter and brighter.
His body was also stretched out, and waves of strength contained in all parts of his body kept waking up, making the surrounding space tremble, like a human monster.
This is the double-layer resultant force of Zhenyuan and flesh!
A ray of pure light flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and he stepped forward and cut it obliquely from bottom to top.
A ray of light replaces the scenery in the eyes and becomes the only ray of light between heaven and earth.
The attack power of this sword has exceeded the limit. Even waves of storms and waves are surging, they are cut away in an instant!
While Huajian's drunk face showed surprise. His body turned like a ray of light refracted by the lens, and narrowly avoided Zhang Yi's sword.
"I said, you can't go."
Zhang Yi smiled slightly, while Hua Jian was drunk, his face was gloomy, and he felt bad in his heart.
Level 4 perfect martial arts skills, combined with the cultivation of Tianjing, have reached the limit of normal martial arts.
But at the moment, he was still cut away by the other party's sword, and the enemy's strength exceeded his imagination.
In fact, the power of a single round of martial arts is even higher than Zhang Yi's Lei Yun sword. After all, Zhang Yi only cultivates to a great level.
But even so, he was still cut away by Zhang Yi's sword. It can only be said that his basic attributes exceeded the standard.
At this time, in the face of such a situation, Hua Jianzui's heart kept sinking, but he didn't give up, but disappeared and tried to deal with it again.
"As I said, it's useless."
Zhang Yi's expression was cold, his insight eyes firmly grasped each other's trace, and his body turned and moved. He kept waving his sword.
Over the mountains, sword lights were covered vertically and horizontally, like a net, constantly compressing the drunk body among the flowers, making him unavoidable and unavoidable.
"Mirror Flower Water Moon!
At a certain moment, the flower was drunk and burst into a drink.
Words fall, and ripples appear in the air. Heaven and earth seem to turn into a mirror space, and the intoxication between flowers means that the body is in the mirror, and then the ripples swing open. The body shape of intoxication between flowers is immediately blurred and disappeared.
Zhang Yi's sword Qi was waved and chopped on it. It felt like fishing for the moon in water, which was broken at the touch.
"Interesting means."
Zhang Yi murmured, and then he threw the split empty sword up.
In mid air, the Kaikong sword trembled slightly, then suddenly burst out, shuttling back and forth in the mirror space, turning all around into a sword Qi forbidden area!
Yiyi Yujian!
The sword Qi covers the whole mirror space. It is cut by the infinite flying sword. There is no place in the sky and underground that is not within the attack range.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
Under such a large-scale undifferentiated attack, the flower drunk hiding in the mirror space looking for opportunities is unavoidable and has to show his body shape.
then,
His figure was instantly attacked and killed by countless sword Qi.
The drunken figure among the flowers flickered constantly. After appearing in one place, it moved away in an instant and dared not stay at all.
But even if his body method is higher, he will inevitably be pierced by the sword Qi under such a wide range of AoE damage.
For a time, the flowers were drunk and embarrassed, their clothes were ragged, and there were wisps of blood scattered all over the body.
"Mirror flowers, water and moon, virtual and real transformation!"
Seeing that he was about to be on the edge of crisis, Huajian drunkenness changed again.
It has to be said that those who have reached this stage have too many means, and their understanding of martial arts has reached the peak.
With the flower guest's move, the whole mirror space is suddenly between illusion and reality.
There is reality in emptiness, and there is emptiness in reality. There is no specific boundary.
Where Zhang Yi's sword Qi crosses, the drunk body between flowers turns into illusion, and vice versa.
But Zhang Yi ignored it and kept waving his sword.
Until a certain moment, it seems that the strength it bears has reached the limit, and the mirror space suddenly collapses into countless fragments, which are scattered, among which eight figures rush out and kill Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi lifted his eyes and suddenly his eyes were deep.
Because in his observation, these eight figures are illusory or real. They are between the two and will be really determined only at the last moment.
"Do I have to stop all of them? Can't I let one go..."
Zhang Yi thought in his heart and smiled at the corners of his mouth.
The other party's means emerged one after another, which really aroused his interest.
The strength of the other party is undoubtedly stronger than that of the three Hall masters.
Because the latter is just the beginning of dayuanman, martial arts and artistic conception have not been promoted, and huajianzui has obviously achieved perfection in these aspects.
"If you want to leave a perfect heaven, you still have to use your best."
Zhang Yi sighed.
At the next moment, Zhang Yi's body shook and burst open, urging his cultivation and flesh body with all his strength.
Like a hidden dragon out of the abyss.
At this moment, a more than perfect momentum came to him, and the surrounding void also appeared with faint space traces.
Then, Zhang Yi's eyes closed and the long sword inserted fiercely.
"Boom!"
A sword wind storm suddenly appeared around Zhang Yi and spread out in all directions.
The figures that jumped on Zhang Yi suddenly broke one by one and disappeared under the sword storm.
In the blink of an eye, the seven figures were broken, and the last figure turned from illusion to reality and was swept by the sword storm.
"Poof!"
Hua Jianzui was kicked by Zhang Yi and hurt his internal organs. At this time, he was hurt again.
He suddenly flew backwards, hit the mountain forest ground and slid for hundreds of meters. Then a mouthful of blood spewed out, and then the flowers stood up drunk.
There was fear in his eyes.
At this moment,
The heaven is perfect. I'm really afraid of being beaten.
Hua Jianzui looked at Zhang Yi and reluctantly smiled and said.
"Zhang Yi, we had no grievances before. Why do we have to work hard here?"
"I'll tell you the news of the holy order I know. How about you let me go?"
"From then on, I will never appear in front of you or bear a grudge. I swear by my martial arts future!"
Zhang Yi sneered at the speech.
"Use martial arts to guarantee your future? This is really not convincing. Do you think you have a chance to break through the Holy One?"
"Zhang Yi, don't go too far!"
The flowers are drunk and panting in the thick airway.
"Yes, I admit I underestimated you. Your strength is indeed a little higher than the general fullness of heaven."
"But so what? Top fighters are not so easy to kill. If you force me to hurry and burn jade and stone, you won't feel good."
At last, there was a faint threat in his words.
"Noisy!"
Zhang Yi said calmly, his mind firmly stayed on the drunk body between flowers, and didn't give him any chance to escape his sight.
The flower drunk obviously felt something. He couldn't help clenching his fists and looked ferocious.
"You forced me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhenyuan suddenly became violent, and blood flashed in his eyes.
And his clothes began to distort and expand as if something was coming out.
Between a few breaths, the clothes drunk on the upper part of the body burst in constant expansion, exposing the upper part of the body.
I saw the drunk body surface between the flowers. At this time, there were a series of monster patterns as thick as dragon tendons, which constantly distorted his face.
"Are there cards like true yuan burning?"
Zhang Yi couldn't help thinking of it, and then shook his head.
"It is worthy of the great perfection of heaven. When there is no progress in cultivation, naturally there are various means to improve their comprehensive combat effectiveness."
"However, no matter how much you resist, it will be a drop in the bucket in front of absolute strength."
……
His move is unfavourable. From the weak to the present, it has played a key role many times.Even if a man whose accomplishments are better than him is careless, he must drink hatred under this move.However, it's hard to say how much the effect of this concealed weapon can play in the face of a perfect heaven.Therefore, Huajian drunk chose to fight with Zhang Yi at the beginning, and took this move by surprise in the gap of the fierce confrontation.At this time, the slender silver needle was like a ray of Aurora. In a moment, it crossed the distance between the two people. When Zhang Yi had no time to respond, it broke the Zhenyuan protection covered on his body surface and stabbed on the flesh and blood.Seeing this scene, Huajian's drunken face was ecstatic.He played a corresponding role, and the other party really didn't respond!Next, it's time for the highly toxic to work.Although it's not enough to poison the heaven, it's enough to reduce the other party's overall state, and this is his chance.A smile appeared on the corner of Huajian's drunken mouth. It seemed that he had seen the scene of defeating Zhang Yi and holding the holy order.However.In the air opposite, Zhang Yi just looked at the fine silver needle inserted in his chest. His expression didn't change at all and didn't seem flustered at all. Instead, he said calmly."What are you laughing at? Are these silver needles trying to give me acupuncture?""Huh?!"Listening to Zhang Yi's words, Huajian's drunk smile froze, bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "you're really arrogant. You can still say such words when you hit my silver needle.""Do you feel cold all over now, and Zhenyuan can't be fully mobilized?""Ha ha, this is just the beginning. After a while, the toxin will flow into Zhenyuan lake. At that time, it is the time of real pain!"The flowers were drunk and ferocious, and there was joy on their faces."That's the plan. Unfortunately, it's too weak."Zhang Yi shook his head and shook off these slender silver needles as soon as his body shook. He was full of truth and energy, and seemed not to be affected by a trace.When Hua Jianzui saw Zhang Yi's appearance that nothing had happened, he immediately became suspicious."What's the matter? My silver needle clearly hit you. How can you be all right?"Zhang Yi smiled."It's just some trails. How can it be on the table."In fact, although the other party's silver breaking poison needle can penetrate Zhenyuan and penetrate Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan protection, that's all.Zhang Yi's physical strength is too high. The silver needle doesn't even pierce his epidermis. How can its toxin enter his body? Even if it is really poisoned into his body, with Zhang Yi's physical strength, it won't cause him any harm."Well, come and don't be rude. Let me give you a ride."Zhang Yi said, waving his sword close again."No!"Hua Jianzui was surprised and quickly performed magic steps. The whole person was confused and couldn't see the specific direction. He avoided Zhang Yi's sword Qi.However, Zhang Yi's eyes were clear and not confused by the scene in front of him.From time to time, he waved his long sword, or tilted it upward, or attacked it directly, or stabbed it like a strange horse in the sky.Every time, his sword Qi can always accurately find the place where the flowers are drunk, as if he could predict in advance. The illusion of huajianzui didn't seem to affect him.In other words, Zhang Yi never cared what means the other party showed. What he did was just keep attacking.And the other side, is constantly defending his sword, step by step into his battle rhythm.It's different from Zhang Yi's fight with the three Hall Lord who had a perfect heaven.At this time, although the other party is at the same level, Zhang Yi firmly occupies the initiative of the scene and leads the other party by the nose.Zhang Yi's actions have a light pleasure of painting ink at will, as if he was lifting weights as light as a light, teasing each other, which is very natural.On a certain level, in front of Zhang Yi, Huajian drunkenness is the one restrained.Zhang Yi's insight eye breaks through the illusion, which is the bane of one of the Taoist martial arts practitioners. As a swordsman, his will is as concise as a sword, invincible and difficult to be tempted.The core essence of fantasy can't give full play to all its strength here, which is destined to be an unfair battle.And the drunkenness between flowers also gradually reflected.Although he was very angry, his reason told him that his illusions, which he was proud of, could not take any advantage of each other and were completely penetrated by each other.So, how can he compete with a swordsman who is good at fighting when both sides compete for positive strength?After understanding this, Huajian was intoxicated with retreat.After this fight, he had to admit that the warrior in front of him, who had practiced for more than 300 years, would still be more powerful than him. If he continued to fight, he would suffer a great loss.When the heart makes a decision, the flower guest will no longer hesitate.His body flashed back, his right hand tightly grasped the blue folding fan, and the Zhenyuan Lake in his body was surging and surging, and the waves came and went one after another.When the flowers were drunk, a steady stream of Zhenyuan suddenly roared out of the lake and poured into the cyan folding fan.With his crazy perfusion, the blue feather fan suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then became bigger in the air.The patterns on the folding fan are immediately visible, and mysterious light patterns are emerging, revealing an extremely powerful force."Storm Tsunami!"The flowers were drunk and drank loudly, holding a folding fan.Suddenly, there was a blue wind whistling from heaven and earth, which was almost like the essence. Turned into a storm wave, swept away towards Zhang Yi.After all this, the flower guest's face turned pale.Even if the heaven was perfect, such a high-intensity mobilization of Zhenyuan still reached an upper limit, but Huajian drunk had no time to take into account the results of the war. When he waved it, he retreated rapidly towards the rear.The role of this fan, he did not expect to beat Zhang Yi, just wanted to stop for a moment, so as to take the opportunity to run away."Want to run?""Unfortunately, it's too late."Zhang Yi looked at each other's posture. He didn't know what his abacus was, but he obviously wouldn't do what he wanted.Zhang Yi took a deep breath and turned the split empty sword in his hand slightly.In his body, the Zhenyuan lake was boiling like a dragon absorbing water. Waves of energy poured into the long sword, making it brighter and brighter.His body was also stretched out, and waves of strength contained in all parts of his body kept waking up, making the surrounding space tremble, like a human monster.This is the double-layer resultant force of Zhenyuan and flesh!A ray of pure light flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and he stepped forward and cut it obliquely from bottom to top.A ray of light replaces the scenery in the eyes and becomes the only ray of light between heaven and earth.The attack power of this sword has exceeded the limit. Even waves of storms and waves are surging, they are cut away in an instant!While Huajian's drunk face showed surprise. His body turned like a ray of light refracted by the lens, and narrowly avoided Zhang Yi's sword."I said, you can't go."Zhang Yi smiled slightly, while Hua Jian was drunk, his face was gloomy, and he felt bad in his heart.Level 4 perfect martial arts skills, combined with the cultivation of Tianjing, have reached the limit of normal martial arts.But at the moment, he was still cut away by the other party's sword, and the enemy's strength exceeded his imagination.In fact, the power of a single round of martial arts is even higher than Zhang Yi's Lei Yun sword. After all, Zhang Yi only cultivates to a great level.But even so, he was still cut away by Zhang Yi's sword. It can only be said that his basic attributes exceeded the standard.At this time, in the face of such a situation, Hua Jianzui's heart kept sinking, but he didn't give up, but disappeared and tried to deal with it again."As I said, it's useless."Zhang Yi's expression was cold, his insight eyes firmly grasped each other's trace, and his body turned and moved. He kept waving his sword.Over the mountains, sword lights were covered vertically and horizontally, like a net, constantly compressing the drunk body among the flowers, making him unavoidable and unavoidable."Mirror Flower Water Moon!At a certain moment, the flower was drunk and burst into a drink.Words fall, and ripples appear in the air. Heaven and earth seem to turn into a mirror space, and the intoxication between flowers means that the body is in the mirror, and then the ripples swing open. The body shape of intoxication between flowers is immediately blurred and disappeared.Zhang Yi's sword Qi was waved and chopped on it. It felt like fishing for the moon in water, which was broken at the touch."Interesting means."Zhang Yi murmured, and then he threw the split empty sword up.In mid air, the Kaikong sword trembled slightly, then suddenly burst out, shuttling back and forth in the mirror space, turning all around into a sword Qi forbidden area!Yiyi Yujian!The sword Qi covers the whole mirror space. It is cut by the infinite flying sword. There is no place in the sky and underground that is not within the attack range."Puff, puff, puff..."Under such a large-scale undifferentiated attack, the flower drunk hiding in the mirror space looking for opportunities is unavoidable and has to show his body shape.then,His figure was instantly attacked and killed by countless sword Qi.The drunken figure among the flowers flickered constantly. After appearing in one place, it moved away in an instant and dared not stay at all.But even if his body method is higher, he will inevitably be pierced by the sword Qi under such a wide range of AoE damage.For a time, the flowers were drunk and embarrassed, their clothes were ragged, and there were wisps of blood scattered all over the body."Mirror flowers, water and moon, virtual and real transformation!"Seeing that he was about to be on the edge of crisis, Huajian drunkenness changed again.It has to be said that those who have reached this stage have too many means, and their understanding of martial arts has reached the peak.With the flower guest's move, the whole mirror space is suddenly between illusion and reality.There is reality in emptiness, and there is emptiness in reality. There is no specific boundary.Where Zhang Yi's sword Qi crosses, the drunk body between flowers turns into illusion, and vice versa.But Zhang Yi ignored it and kept waving his sword.Until a certain moment, it seems that the strength it bears has reached the limit, and the mirror space suddenly collapses into countless fragments, which are scattered, among which eight figures rush out and kill Zhang Yi.Zhang Yi lifted his eyes and suddenly his eyes were deep.Because in his observation, these eight figures are illusory or real. They are between the two and will be really determined only at the last moment."Do I have to stop all of them? Can't I let one go..."Zhang Yi thought in his heart and smiled at the corners of his mouth.The other party's means emerged one after another, which really aroused his interest.The strength of the other party is undoubtedly stronger than that of the three Hall masters.Because the latter is just the beginning of dayuanman, martial arts and artistic conception have not been promoted, and huajianzui has obviously achieved perfection in these aspects."If you want to leave a perfect heaven, you still have to use your best."Zhang Yi sighed.At the next moment, Zhang Yi's body shook and burst open, urging his cultivation and flesh body with all his strength.Like a hidden dragon out of the abyss.At this moment, a more than perfect momentum came to him, and the surrounding void also appeared with faint space traces.Then, Zhang Yi's eyes closed and the long sword inserted fiercely."Boom!"A sword wind storm suddenly appeared around Zhang Yi and spread out in all directions.The figures that jumped on Zhang Yi suddenly broke one by one and disappeared under the sword storm.In the blink of an eye, the seven figures were broken, and the last figure turned from illusion to reality and was swept by the sword storm."Poof!"Hua Jianzui was kicked by Zhang Yi and hurt his internal organs. At this time, he was hurt again.He suddenly flew backwards, hit the mountain forest ground and slid for hundreds of meters. Then a mouthful of blood spewed out, and then the flowers stood up drunk.There was fear in his eyes.At this moment,The heaven is perfect. I'm really afraid of being beaten.Hua Jianzui looked at Zhang Yi and reluctantly smiled and said."Zhang Yi, we had no grievances before. Why do we have to work hard here?""I'll tell you the news of the holy order I know. How about you let me go?""From then on, I will never appear in front of you or bear a grudge. I swear by my martial arts future!"Zhang Yi sneered at the speech."Use martial arts to guarantee your future? This is really not convincing. Do you think you have a chance to break through the Holy One?""Zhang Yi, don't go too far!"The flowers are drunk and panting in the thick airway."Yes, I admit I underestimated you. Your strength is indeed a little higher than the general fullness of heaven.""But so what? Top fighters are not so easy to kill. If you force me to hurry and burn jade and stone, you won't feel good."At last, there was a faint threat in his words."Noisy!"Zhang Yi said calmly, his mind firmly stayed on the drunk body between flowers, and didn't give him any chance to escape his sight.The flower drunk obviously felt something. He couldn't help clenching his fists and looked ferocious."You forced me!"As soon as the voice fell, Zhenyuan suddenly became violent, and blood flashed in his eyes.And his clothes began to distort and expand as if something was coming out.Between a few breaths, the clothes drunk on the upper part of the body burst in constant expansion, exposing the upper part of the body.I saw the drunk body surface between the flowers. At this time, there were a series of monster patterns as thick as dragon tendons, which constantly distorted his face."Are there cards like true yuan burning?"Zhang Yi couldn't help thinking of it, and then shook his head."It is worthy of the great perfection of heaven. When there is no progress in cultivation, naturally there are various means to improve their comprehensive combat effectiveness.""However, no matter how much you resist, it will be a drop in the bucket in front of absolute strength."
