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Zhang Yi was forced into a desperate situation. Hua Jian was drunk and had to use the secret arts to greatly improve his strength in a short time.
Although in this way, his future road of martial arts will be more difficult, at the moment, huajianzui obviously has no time to take into account.
He never imagined that one day he would be forced into such a dilemma!
The strength of the other party is too strong. Even if the realm is at the same level, he is still absolutely crushed.
Nine defences and one attack are his true portrayal.
"I'm afraid only the woman who ranks first in the top combat strength list can be sure to defeat each other..."
The flower drunk thought of some bitterness in the corners of her mouth.
How did the other party practice? It's so fierce.
Compared with the other party's original performance of killing Jinxia mountain Mo Xuan, it's not at the same level.
"Is the information wrong, or did the other party hide it?"
The flowers were drunk and the heart was cruel.
He was deceived by this false information. If he had known that the other party was so strong, he would have dared to fight there and run far away.
But Hua Jianzui didn't know that the intelligence was correct, but Zhang Yi made rapid progress and achieved three consecutive jumps in cultivation in recent years.
Zhang Yi has made major breakthroughs in artistic conception, cultivation and physical body, so he has such transcendent combat power.
He was the first person to encounter a black hand after Zhang Yi's breakthrough, which was also extremely unlucky.
At this time, huajianzui was full of regret. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed in the north region and would not have been robbed in the East region.
But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. He must try his best to survive from each other.
A martial artist with a perfect sky and the conventional top combat power in the star world. At this time, his goal is to live. I have to say, it seems a little sad.
On the other side, Zhang Yi looked at the drunken flowers with more and more powerful breath, and his expression was still calm.
The lake of Zhenyuan shines brightly, and the blood in the flesh boils like a human monster. That's enough.
Such basic attributes are enough to push the heaven.
Although there are countless martial arts in the star world, including those who practice both Zhenyuan and flesh body, Zhang Yi is the first person who can take these two roads to this step.
Perhaps in the glorious era of martial arts in the ancient astral world, there were people who reached this step.
But in this era, Zhang Yi is the highest martial arts achievement of double cultivation. Even the Seven Saints are only specialized in one.
At this time, Zhang Yi came to the West with a sword and attacked again.
Although he can use the word dragging tactic to drag the other party's strengthened state and then easily kill the other party, it is obviously not necessary.
And Zhang Yi also wants to fight happily to test the achievements of his isolation for nearly a hundred years.
Become stronger for what, is for this moment!
"Qiang!"
The light of the sword is like water. It is all over the void and drills towards each other.
The drunkenness among flowers is also a tyrannical breath. When the folding fan shakes, it rolls up the wind all over the sky and hits the sword light all over the sky.
"Bang bang!"
In the sound of explosion, the two fought again, and because Huajian drunk used the secret arts, this combat power was even better than before.
In the fierce confrontation, Zhang Yi worked with all his cultivation and wantonly poured out his powerful power. Even his flesh was shining and glittering.
Such a happy battle made Zhang Yi more and more interested.
He wantonly publicized, and the whole person fell into an ethereal state more and more.
When he was interested, Zhang Yi's sword moves were more and more elegant.
The sword move turns into dark clouds, in which thunder is rampant.
Even the tyrannical thunder was obedient at this time. Under his sword intention, it turned into a sword spirit with thunder power, invincible.
Gradually, Zhang Yi seemed to be addicted to it. He was no longer confined to the changes in the strength of his martial arts moves, but gradually came out of it. One move was no longer rigid and full of flexibility.
The smooth and dripping war is undoubtedly an excellent catalyst for martial artists, even for Zhang Yi.
After all, his Kendo realm has reached the level of the embryonic form of the sword soul, and the realm height is more than 4 levels of martial arts.
The martial arts he used to cultivate at the practice point were also steadily transformed into his inside information.
Zhang Yi's accumulation is not bad.
At this time, in such a fierce battle, Zhang Yi's mind and spirit were one and moved at will. The accumulated details melted, and his sword technique gradually became rotten into magic.
A sword moved and thundered.
The body turns like a cloud.
When Zhang Yi waved his sword at will, the thunder flashed and split the sky.
He took off from the sword move, but another sword became his own sword move.
At this time, the martial arts he had learned before were integrated and truly became what he had learned.
Although Zhang Yi could master his martial arts perfectly by relying on cultivation points, that's all.
Just like Zhang Yi's moves of lightning flash, thunder light cut and thunder cloud explosion.
Although Zhang Yi can control it perfectly, it's just a rigid set of formulas after all. He needs to follow the force method of the sword move itself.
Now, it's different.
Zhang Yi can cast thunder light chop with one sword or thunder cloud burst in the same way.
All sword moves are familiar to the heart. They are no longer confined to their form, but grasp the God.
But once God grasps it, the shape is not important.
Since then, Zhang Yi's sword moves will be truly ethereal without trace.
This is the rudiment of sword soul in kendo, and the absolute control of level 4 martial arts.
Because the martial arts improved by Zhang Yi's cultivation point are perfectly mastered, the power of his martial arts will not increase at this time.
However, the martial arts become more natural and easygoing, traceless, like a circle without any flaws.
"Tear!"
Suddenly, a sword light flashed through the void. The flowers were drunk and dangerous. One strand of his long hair was cut and fell to the ground.
The high mountains in the distance begin to tilt from the middle of the mountain, and finally leave a smooth mirror like cross-section in place.
It can be imagined that if huajianzui didn't avoid this sword, the end would obviously be no better than that mountain.
This is Zhang Yi's strike that combines a flash of lightning with Lei Yun's sword technique.
The speed is extremely fast. It also makes up for its weak power and greatly increases its killing power.
And the other party, Huajian drunk forehead has begun to have a cold sweat.
His breathing began to be heavy, his face was a little white, and his lips cracked because of the lack of water.
He can't hold on!
Especially after the opponent's sword moves became more and more unrestrained and difficult to guard against, his defense became more difficult.
"Damn it, is this practicing with me?"
The flower is drunk and clenches its teeth.
He also saw that the other party deliberately provoked him, perhaps for the sake of the holy order, but some wanted to practice with him.
After this fight, he consumed more and more, but the other party was more and more comfortable, and all kinds of moves were more and more handy.
The gap between them was not pulled in by his secret arts, but grew larger and larger.
"No, I can't go on like this. I have to fight. Only when I repel the other party can I have a chance to escape."
In the dignified heart, the flowers drank and chose to show their killer mace again.
"Mirror Flower Water Moon!"
With this move, there are some ripples in the void, and the mirror space is formed again, and the drunk figure among the flowers is hidden.
"Still coming?"
Zhang Yimei picked her head and smiled at the corners of her mouth.
Since the other party exerts this move again, Zhang Yi naturally responds to changes with invariance.
"The art of defending the sword is crisscross."
Zhang Yi repeated his old skill and showed his intention to resist the sword again.
Suddenly, the sword light covered the mirror space again, and the sword Qi shuttled back and forth. After a while, the mirror space was like the sound of a broken mirror.
"Well, what are your means next?"
Zhang Yi smiled quietly, and the drunk flower hiding in it finally showed up again.
"Mirror Flower Water Moon, curved moon kill!"
"Click, click, click..."
Just like fishing for the moon in the water, before the mirror space is about to reach the limit, huajianzui chooses to take the initiative to break, and then the curved moon in the water appears.
Just as the real curved moon in the sky was summoned by the drunkenness among flowers, even in the daytime, it still gave people an extreme sense of coldness and realism, which was his strongest blow.
The artistic conception of illusion is real and unpredictable.
Huajianzui has produced a variety of schemes with fantasy as the core and jinghuashuiyue martial arts as the means.
It has to be said that as the great perfection of heaven and the warrior standing at the top level of the star world, its means and the evolution of martial arts artistic conception are far beyond people's imagination.
"Is it really a good means to evolve the real crescent moon from the illusory space?"
Zhang Yi nodded with appreciation in his eyes.
He stopped holding his hand.
Facing the bright crescent moon, Zhang Yi suddenly turned into a streamer and integrated into the crack empty sword.
"The unity of man and sword!"
This is the strongest blow of Zhang Yi's conventional means!
The curved moon crossed the void, seemingly slow, but actually very fast. Just for a moment, a curved moon collided with the crack empty sword with endless light.
No sound came out.
At the moment of contact between the two offensives, there was a slight twist in the center, and then even space cracks appeared.
The two offensives briefly clashed in the air, and Huajian, who closely watched the scene, kept his eyes and his heart almost stopped beating.
This offensive is already his greatest masterpiece. Can we pull back a game?
Flower drunk heart bumpy unceasingly, some afraid to know the result.
Soon, huajianzui's eyes suddenly shrunk, and his face became extremely embarrassed. Under the extreme fluctuation of emotion, even the Zhenyuan he controlled was a little unstable.
In mid air, at the intersection of the two offensives, there was a sound of clicking. That round seemed to fall from the sky. At this time, there were fine cracks spreading around.
Flower drunk eyes revealed a look of despair.
He still failed to beat the other party with his strongest blow. The other party was terrible like a monster!
Collapse!
A crescent moon, under endless pressure, suddenly a fragment cracked.
This seems to have caused a chain reaction. In a short period of time, the cracks are all over the curved moon. Then Peng's sound, the strength borne by the curved moon reaches the limit and suddenly explodes.
Zhang Yi jumped out of it, his body shape leaped and moved, wiped by the drunk side from the flowers, fell to the rear, and immediately put the sword into the scabbard.
"Pooh!"
Blood splashed, and a blood line appeared in the drunk throat between the flowers.
Then the flowers were drunk and couldn't hold on any longer. They knelt on one knee and were dripping with sweat.
At this time, his clothes and long hair had been soaked with sweat, and his mind, together with the dense wounds on his body, was broken by Zhang Yi.
He fought with all his strength and still lost.
From beginning to end, there was no suspense in the battle. He was in a passive situation until the end of the battle.
The mind is worn away, the flower is drunk, and the whole person is decadent to the extreme.
He hasn't fallen from the strengthened state of the secret arts, but the other party still defeated him at his strongest time!
Flower drunk, even if his mind is bitter, he can't bite his teeth and admit it. Zhang Yiyuan is better than him.
In this battle, he became his best grindstone.
At this time, Huajian was drunk and knelt on one knee. He used his last strength to support his body and won't fall down. He looked at Zhang Yi and whispered.
"Let me go, no matter what price I pay, I can accept it."
The attitude of Huajian drunk at this time is extremely humble.
Because he doesn't know what kind of ending it is to meet him. Now, even if he is as strong as him, he is still afraid of death.
"I refuse."
Zhang Yi walked slowly, step by step in front of Huajian drunk, and finally squatted down in front of him.
Zhang Yi said with a smile. At this time, his body exudes a full taste of villains.
"I've always done things cleanly. Now that I've got a grudge, you have only one result today, that is to die here."
With that, Zhang Yi stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the drunk head between flowers, with mysterious power condensed in his hands.
"Next, I'll ask you and answer. It's best not to hide it at all. I don't want to waste more time. You should know that there are many ways to make the sky perfect."
"If you resist to the end, I can only torture you, torture your mind to exhaustion, and then invade again."
Zhang Yi said slowly, and Hua Jian's drunken face turned pale.
He looked at Zhang Yi's still smiling face and trembled.
"You are a devil!"
The flower is drunk and gnashing teeth.
"No, no, no, how can you say that."
Zhang Yi shook his head.
"As the saying goes, it's not time to report."
"You have done a lot of bad things by using your attainments in magic. It's just time."
"Hum."
The flowers were drunk and cold.
"Don't tell me any big truth. At this stage of cultivation, whose hands must be clean? Even you, I'm afraid so."
Zhang Yi didn't deny it, smiled and nodded.
"Yes."
"You may be right. If you want to climb the peak, you must use means to cross various obstacles, and in the process, you must have some stepping stones."
Zhang Yi paused and then whispered in his ear.
"Just now, you have to fall at this level, and I will step on your bones and move on."
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Zhang Yi was forced into a desperate situation. Hua Jian was drunk and had to use the secret arts to greatly improve his strength in a short time.
Although in this way, his future road of martial arts will be more difficult, at the moment, huajianzui obviously has no time to take into account.
He never imagined that one day he would be forced into such a dilemma!
The strength of the other party is too strong. Even if the realm is at the same level, he is still absolutely crushed.
Nine defences and one attack are his true portrayal.
"I'm afraid only the woman who ranks first in the top combat strength list can be sure to defeat each other..."
The flower drunk thought of some bitterness in the corners of her mouth.
How did the other party practice? It's so fierce.
Compared with the other party's original performance of killing Jinxia mountain Mo Xuan, it's not at the same level.
"Is the information wrong, or did the other party hide it?"
The flowers were drunk and the heart was cruel.
He was deceived by this false information. If he had known that the other party was so strong, he would have dared to fight there and run far away.
But Hua Jianzui didn't know that the intelligence was correct, but Zhang Yi made rapid progress and achieved three consecutive jumps in cultivation in recent years.
Zhang Yi has made major breakthroughs in artistic conception, cultivation and physical body, so he has such transcendent combat power.
He was the first person to encounter a black hand after Zhang Yi's breakthrough, which was also extremely unlucky.
At this time, huajianzui was full of regret. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed in the north region and would not have been robbed in the East region.
But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. He must try his best to survive from each other.
A martial artist with a perfect sky and the conventional top combat power in the star world. At this time, his goal is to live. I have to say, it seems a little sad.
On the other side, Zhang Yi looked at the drunken flowers with more and more powerful breath, and his expression was still calm.
The lake of Zhenyuan shines brightly, and the blood in the flesh boils like a human monster. That's enough.
Such basic attributes are enough to push the heaven.
Although there are countless martial arts in the star world, including those who practice both Zhenyuan and flesh body, Zhang Yi is the first person who can take these two roads to this step.
Perhaps in the glorious era of martial arts in the ancient astral world, there were people who reached this step.
But in this era, Zhang Yi is the highest martial arts achievement of double cultivation. Even the Seven Saints are only specialized in one.
At this time, Zhang Yi came to the West with a sword and attacked again.
Although he can use the word dragging tactic to drag the other party's strengthened state and then easily kill the other party, it is obviously not necessary.
And Zhang Yi also wants to fight happily to test the achievements of his isolation for nearly a hundred years.
Become stronger for what, is for this moment!
"Qiang!"
The light of the sword is like water. It is all over the void and drills towards each other.
The drunkenness among flowers is also a tyrannical breath. When the folding fan shakes, it rolls up the wind all over the sky and hits the sword light all over the sky.
"Bang bang!"
In the sound of explosion, the two fought again, and because Huajian drunk used the secret arts, this combat power was even better than before.
In the fierce confrontation, Zhang Yi worked with all his cultivation and wantonly poured out his powerful power. Even his flesh was shining and glittering.
Such a happy battle made Zhang Yi more and more interested.
He wantonly publicized, and the whole person fell into an ethereal state more and more.
When he was interested, Zhang Yi's sword moves were more and more elegant.
The sword move turns into dark clouds, in which thunder is rampant.
Even the tyrannical thunder was obedient at this time. Under his sword intention, it turned into a sword spirit with thunder power, invincible.
Gradually, Zhang Yi seemed to be addicted to it. He was no longer confined to the changes in the strength of his martial arts moves, but gradually came out of it. One move was no longer rigid and full of flexibility.
The smooth and dripping war is undoubtedly an excellent catalyst for martial artists, even for Zhang Yi.
After all, his Kendo realm has reached the level of the embryonic form of the sword soul, and the realm height is more than 4 levels of martial arts.
The martial arts he used to cultivate at the practice point were also steadily transformed into his inside information.
Zhang Yi's accumulation is not bad.
At this time, in such a fierce battle, Zhang Yi's mind and spirit were one and moved at will. The accumulated details melted, and his sword technique gradually became rotten into magic.
A sword moved and thundered.
The body turns like a cloud.
When Zhang Yi waved his sword at will, the thunder flashed and split the sky.
He took off from the sword move, but another sword became his own sword move.
At this time, the martial arts he had learned before were integrated and truly became what he had learned.
Although Zhang Yi could master his martial arts perfectly by relying on cultivation points, that's all.
Just like Zhang Yi's moves of lightning flash, thunder light cut and thunder cloud explosion.
Although Zhang Yi can control it perfectly, it's just a rigid set of formulas after all. He needs to follow the force method of the sword move itself.
Now, it's different.
Zhang Yi can cast thunder light chop with one sword or thunder cloud burst in the same way.
All sword moves are familiar to the heart. They are no longer confined to their form, but grasp the God.
But once God grasps it, the shape is not important.
Since then, Zhang Yi's sword moves will be truly ethereal without trace.
This is the rudiment of sword soul in kendo, and the absolute control of level 4 martial arts.
Because the martial arts improved by Zhang Yi's cultivation point are perfectly mastered, the power of his martial arts will not increase at this time.
However, the martial arts become more natural and easygoing, traceless, like a circle without any flaws.
"Tear!"
Suddenly, a sword light flashed through the void. The flowers were drunk and dangerous. One strand of his long hair was cut and fell to the ground.
The high mountains in the distance begin to tilt from the middle of the mountain, and finally leave a smooth mirror like cross-section in place.
It can be imagined that if huajianzui didn't avoid this sword, the end would obviously be no better than that mountain.
This is Zhang Yi's strike that combines a flash of lightning with Lei Yun's sword technique.
The speed is extremely fast. It also makes up for its weak power and greatly increases its killing power.
And the other party, Huajian drunk forehead has begun to have a cold sweat.
His breathing began to be heavy, his face was a little white, and his lips cracked because of the lack of water.
He can't hold on!
Especially after the opponent's sword moves became more and more unrestrained and difficult to guard against, his defense became more difficult.
"Damn it, is this practicing with me?"
The flower is drunk and clenches its teeth.
He also saw that the other party deliberately provoked him, perhaps for the sake of the holy order, but some wanted to practice with him.
After this fight, he consumed more and more, but the other party was more and more comfortable, and all kinds of moves were more and more handy.
The gap between them was not pulled in by his secret arts, but grew larger and larger.
"No, I can't go on like this. I have to fight. Only when I repel the other party can I have a chance to escape."
In the dignified heart, the flowers drank and chose to show their killer mace again.
"Mirror Flower Water Moon!"
With this move, there are some ripples in the void, and the mirror space is formed again, and the drunk figure among the flowers is hidden.
"Still coming?"
Zhang Yimei picked her head and smiled at the corners of her mouth.
Since the other party exerts this move again, Zhang Yi naturally responds to changes with invariance.
"The art of defending the sword is crisscross."
Zhang Yi repeated his old skill and showed his intention to resist the sword again.
Suddenly, the sword light covered the mirror space again, and the sword Qi shuttled back and forth. After a while, the mirror space was like the sound of a broken mirror.
"Well, what are your means next?"
Zhang Yi smiled quietly, and the drunk flower hiding in it finally showed up again.
"Mirror Flower Water Moon, curved moon kill!"
"Click, click, click..."
Just like fishing for the moon in the water, before the mirror space is about to reach the limit, huajianzui chooses to take the initiative to break, and then the curved moon in the water appears.
Just as the real curved moon in the sky was summoned by the drunkenness among flowers, even in the daytime, it still gave people an extreme sense of coldness and realism, which was his strongest blow.
The artistic conception of illusion is real and unpredictable.
Huajianzui has produced a variety of schemes with fantasy as the core and jinghuashuiyue martial arts as the means.
It has to be said that as the great perfection of heaven and the warrior standing at the top level of the star world, its means and the evolution of martial arts artistic conception are far beyond people's imagination.
"Is it really a good means to evolve the real crescent moon from the illusory space?"
Zhang Yi nodded with appreciation in his eyes.
He stopped holding his hand.
Facing the bright crescent moon, Zhang Yi suddenly turned into a streamer and integrated into the crack empty sword.
"The unity of man and sword!"
This is the strongest blow of Zhang Yi's conventional means!
The curved moon crossed the void, seemingly slow, but actually very fast. Just for a moment, a curved moon collided with the crack empty sword with endless light.
No sound came out.
At the moment of contact between the two offensives, there was a slight twist in the center, and then even space cracks appeared.
The two offensives briefly clashed in the air, and Huajian, who closely watched the scene, kept his eyes and his heart almost stopped beating.
This offensive is already his greatest masterpiece. Can we pull back a game?
Flower drunk heart bumpy unceasingly, some afraid to know the result.
Soon, huajianzui's eyes suddenly shrunk, and his face became extremely embarrassed. Under the extreme fluctuation of emotion, even the Zhenyuan he controlled was a little unstable.
In mid air, at the intersection of the two offensives, there was a sound of clicking. That round seemed to fall from the sky. At this time, there were fine cracks spreading around.
Flower drunk eyes revealed a look of despair.
He still failed to beat the other party with his strongest blow. The other party was terrible like a monster!
Collapse!
A crescent moon, under endless pressure, suddenly a fragment cracked.
This seems to have caused a chain reaction. In a short period of time, the cracks are all over the curved moon. Then Peng's sound, the strength borne by the curved moon reaches the limit and suddenly explodes.
Zhang Yi jumped out of it, his body shape leaped and moved, wiped by the drunk side from the flowers, fell to the rear, and immediately put the sword into the scabbard.
"Pooh!"
Blood splashed, and a blood line appeared in the drunk throat between the flowers.
Then the flowers were drunk and couldn't hold on any longer. They knelt on one knee and were dripping with sweat.
At this time, his clothes and long hair had been soaked with sweat, and his mind, together with the dense wounds on his body, was broken by Zhang Yi.
He fought with all his strength and still lost.
From beginning to end, there was no suspense in the battle. He was in a passive situation until the end of the battle.
The mind is worn away, the flower is drunk, and the whole person is decadent to the extreme.
He hasn't fallen from the strengthened state of the secret arts, but the other party still defeated him at his strongest time!
Flower drunk, even if his mind is bitter, he can't bite his teeth and admit it. Zhang Yiyuan is better than him.
In this battle, he became his best grindstone.
At this time, Huajian was drunk and knelt on one knee. He used his last strength to support his body and won't fall down. He looked at Zhang Yi and whispered.
"Let me go, no matter what price I pay, I can accept it."
The attitude of Huajian drunk at this time is extremely humble.
Because he doesn't know what kind of ending it is to meet him. Now, even if he is as strong as him, he is still afraid of death.
"I refuse."
Zhang Yi walked slowly, step by step in front of Huajian drunk, and finally squatted down in front of him.
Zhang Yi said with a smile. At this time, his body exudes a full taste of villains.
"I've always done things cleanly. Now that I've got a grudge, you have only one result today, that is to die here."
With that, Zhang Yi stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the drunk head between flowers, with mysterious power condensed in his hands.
"Next, I'll ask you and answer. It's best not to hide it at all. I don't want to waste more time. You should know that there are many ways to make the sky perfect."
"If you resist to the end, I can only torture you, torture your mind to exhaustion, and then invade again."
Zhang Yi said slowly, and Hua Jian's drunken face turned pale.
He looked at Zhang Yi's still smiling face and trembled.
"You are a devil!"
The flower is drunk and gnashing teeth.
"No, no, no, how can you say that."
Zhang Yi shook his head.
"As the saying goes, it's not time to report."
"You have done a lot of bad things by using your attainments in magic. It's just time."
"Hum."
The flowers were drunk and cold.
"Don't tell me any big truth. At this stage of cultivation, whose hands must be clean? Even you, I'm afraid so."
Zhang Yi didn't deny it, smiled and nodded.
"Yes."
"You may be right. If you want to climb the peak, you must use means to cross various obstacles, and in the process, you must have some stepping stones."
Zhang Yi paused and then whispered in his ear.
"Just now, you have to fall at this level, and I will step on your bones and move on."
……
Zhang Yi was forced into a desperate situation. Hua Jian was drunk and had to use the secret arts to greatly improve his strength in a short time.Although in this way, his future road of martial arts will be more difficult, at the moment, huajianzui obviously has no time to take into account.He never imagined that one day he would be forced into such a dilemma!The strength of the other party is too strong. Even if the realm is at the same level, he is still absolutely crushed.Nine defences and one attack are his true portrayal."I'm afraid only the woman who ranks first in the top combat strength list can be sure to defeat each other..."The flower drunk thought of some bitterness in the corners of her mouth.How did the other party practice? It's so fierce.Compared with the other party's original performance of killing Jinxia mountain Mo Xuan, it's not at the same level."Is the information wrong, or did the other party hide it?"The flowers were drunk and the heart was cruel.He was deceived by this false information. If he had known that the other party was so strong, he would have dared to fight there and run far away.But Hua Jianzui didn't know that the intelligence was correct, but Zhang Yi made rapid progress and achieved three consecutive jumps in cultivation in recent years.Zhang Yi has made major breakthroughs in artistic conception, cultivation and physical body, so he has such transcendent combat power.He was the first person to encounter a black hand after Zhang Yi's breakthrough, which was also extremely unlucky.At this time, huajianzui was full of regret. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed in the north region and would not have been robbed in the East region.But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. He must try his best to survive from each other.A martial artist with a perfect sky and the conventional top combat power in the star world. At this time, his goal is to live. I have to say, it seems a little sad.On the other side, Zhang Yi looked at the drunken flowers with more and more powerful breath, and his expression was still calm.The lake of Zhenyuan shines brightly, and the blood in the flesh boils like a human monster. That's enough.Such basic attributes are enough to push the heaven.Although there are countless martial arts in the star world, including those who practice both Zhenyuan and flesh body, Zhang Yi is the first person who can take these two roads to this step.Perhaps in the glorious era of martial arts in the ancient astral world, there were people who reached this step.But in this era, Zhang Yi is the highest martial arts achievement of double cultivation. Even the Seven Saints are only specialized in one.At this time, Zhang Yi came to the West with a sword and attacked again.Although he can use the word dragging tactic to drag the other party's strengthened state and then easily kill the other party, it is obviously not necessary.And Zhang Yi also wants to fight happily to test the achievements of his isolation for nearly a hundred years.Become stronger for what, is for this moment!"Qiang!"The light of the sword is like water. It is all over the void and drills towards each other.The drunkenness among flowers is also a tyrannical breath. When the folding fan shakes, it rolls up the wind all over the sky and hits the sword light all over the sky."Bang bang!"In the sound of explosion, the two fought again, and because Huajian drunk used the secret arts, this combat power was even better than before.In the fierce confrontation, Zhang Yi worked with all his cultivation and wantonly poured out his powerful power. Even his flesh was shining and glittering.Such a happy battle made Zhang Yi more and more interested.He wantonly publicized, and the whole person fell into an ethereal state more and more.When he was interested, Zhang Yi's sword moves were more and more elegant.The sword move turns into dark clouds, in which thunder is rampant.Even the tyrannical thunder was obedient at this time. Under his sword intention, it turned into a sword spirit with thunder power, invincible.Gradually, Zhang Yi seemed to be addicted to it. He was no longer confined to the changes in the strength of his martial arts moves, but gradually came out of it. One move was no longer rigid and full of flexibility.The smooth and dripping war is undoubtedly an excellent catalyst for martial artists, even for Zhang Yi.After all, his Kendo realm has reached the level of the embryonic form of the sword soul, and the realm height is more than 4 levels of martial arts.The martial arts he used to cultivate at the practice point were also steadily transformed into his inside information.Zhang Yi's accumulation is not bad.At this time, in such a fierce battle, Zhang Yi's mind and spirit were one and moved at will. The accumulated details melted, and his sword technique gradually became rotten into magic.A sword moved and thundered.The body turns like a cloud.When Zhang Yi waved his sword at will, the thunder flashed and split the sky.He took off from the sword move, but another sword became his own sword move.At this time, the martial arts he had learned before were integrated and truly became what he had learned.Although Zhang Yi could master his martial arts perfectly by relying on cultivation points, that's all.Just like Zhang Yi's moves of lightning flash, thunder light cut and thunder cloud explosion.Although Zhang Yi can control it perfectly, it's just a rigid set of formulas after all. He needs to follow the force method of the sword move itself.Now, it's different.Zhang Yi can cast thunder light chop with one sword or thunder cloud burst in the same way.All sword moves are familiar to the heart. They are no longer confined to their form, but grasp the God.But once God grasps it, the shape is not important.Since then, Zhang Yi's sword moves will be truly ethereal without trace.This is the rudiment of sword soul in kendo, and the absolute control of level 4 martial arts.Because the martial arts improved by Zhang Yi's cultivation point are perfectly mastered, the power of his martial arts will not increase at this time.However, the martial arts become more natural and easygoing, traceless, like a circle without any flaws."Tear!"Suddenly, a sword light flashed through the void. The flowers were drunk and dangerous. One strand of his long hair was cut and fell to the ground.The high mountains in the distance begin to tilt from the middle of the mountain, and finally leave a smooth mirror like cross-section in place.It can be imagined that if huajianzui didn't avoid this sword, the end would obviously be no better than that mountain.This is Zhang Yi's strike that combines a flash of lightning with Lei Yun's sword technique.The speed is extremely fast. It also makes up for its weak power and greatly increases its killing power.And the other party, Huajian drunk forehead has begun to have a cold sweat.His breathing began to be heavy, his face was a little white, and his lips cracked because of the lack of water.He can't hold on!Especially after the opponent's sword moves became more and more unrestrained and difficult to guard against, his defense became more difficult."Damn it, is this practicing with me?"The flower is drunk and clenches its teeth.He also saw that the other party deliberately provoked him, perhaps for the sake of the holy order, but some wanted to practice with him.After this fight, he consumed more and more, but the other party was more and more comfortable, and all kinds of moves were more and more handy.The gap between them was not pulled in by his secret arts, but grew larger and larger."No, I can't go on like this. I have to fight. Only when I repel the other party can I have a chance to escape."In the dignified heart, the flowers drank and chose to show their killer mace again."Mirror Flower Water Moon!"With this move, there are some ripples in the void, and the mirror space is formed again, and the drunk figure among the flowers is hidden."Still coming?"Zhang Yimei picked her head and smiled at the corners of her mouth.Since the other party exerts this move again, Zhang Yi naturally responds to changes with invariance."The art of defending the sword is crisscross."Zhang Yi repeated his old skill and showed his intention to resist the sword again.Suddenly, the sword light covered the mirror space again, and the sword Qi shuttled back and forth. After a while, the mirror space was like the sound of a broken mirror."Well, what are your means next?"Zhang Yi smiled quietly, and the drunk flower hiding in it finally showed up again."Mirror Flower Water Moon, curved moon kill!""Click, click, click..."Just like fishing for the moon in the water, before the mirror space is about to reach the limit, huajianzui chooses to take the initiative to break, and then the curved moon in the water appears.Just as the real curved moon in the sky was summoned by the drunkenness among flowers, even in the daytime, it still gave people an extreme sense of coldness and realism, which was his strongest blow.The artistic conception of illusion is real and unpredictable.Huajianzui has produced a variety of schemes with fantasy as the core and jinghuashuiyue martial arts as the means.It has to be said that as the great perfection of heaven and the warrior standing at the top level of the star world, its means and the evolution of martial arts artistic conception are far beyond people's imagination."Is it really a good means to evolve the real crescent moon from the illusory space?"Zhang Yi nodded with appreciation in his eyes.He stopped holding his hand.Facing the bright crescent moon, Zhang Yi suddenly turned into a streamer and integrated into the crack empty sword."The unity of man and sword!"This is the strongest blow of Zhang Yi's conventional means!The curved moon crossed the void, seemingly slow, but actually very fast. Just for a moment, a curved moon collided with the crack empty sword with endless light.No sound came out.At the moment of contact between the two offensives, there was a slight twist in the center, and then even space cracks appeared.The two offensives briefly clashed in the air, and Huajian, who closely watched the scene, kept his eyes and his heart almost stopped beating.This offensive is already his greatest masterpiece. Can we pull back a game?Flower drunk heart bumpy unceasingly, some afraid to know the result.Soon, huajianzui's eyes suddenly shrunk, and his face became extremely embarrassed. Under the extreme fluctuation of emotion, even the Zhenyuan he controlled was a little unstable.In mid air, at the intersection of the two offensives, there was a sound of clicking. That round seemed to fall from the sky. At this time, there were fine cracks spreading around.Flower drunk eyes revealed a look of despair.He still failed to beat the other party with his strongest blow. The other party was terrible like a monster!Collapse!A crescent moon, under endless pressure, suddenly a fragment cracked.This seems to have caused a chain reaction. In a short period of time, the cracks are all over the curved moon. Then Peng's sound, the strength borne by the curved moon reaches the limit and suddenly explodes.Zhang Yi jumped out of it, his body shape leaped and moved, wiped by the drunk side from the flowers, fell to the rear, and immediately put the sword into the scabbard."Pooh!"Blood splashed, and a blood line appeared in the drunk throat between the flowers.Then the flowers were drunk and couldn't hold on any longer. They knelt on one knee and were dripping with sweat.At this time, his clothes and long hair had been soaked with sweat, and his mind, together with the dense wounds on his body, was broken by Zhang Yi.He fought with all his strength and still lost.From beginning to end, there was no suspense in the battle. He was in a passive situation until the end of the battle.The mind is worn away, the flower is drunk, and the whole person is decadent to the extreme.He hasn't fallen from the strengthened state of the secret arts, but the other party still defeated him at his strongest time!Flower drunk, even if his mind is bitter, he can't bite his teeth and admit it. Zhang Yiyuan is better than him.In this battle, he became his best grindstone.At this time, Huajian was drunk and knelt on one knee. He used his last strength to support his body and won't fall down. He looked at Zhang Yi and whispered."Let me go, no matter what price I pay, I can accept it."The attitude of Huajian drunk at this time is extremely humble.Because he doesn't know what kind of ending it is to meet him. Now, even if he is as strong as him, he is still afraid of death."I refuse."Zhang Yi walked slowly, step by step in front of Huajian drunk, and finally squatted down in front of him.Zhang Yi said with a smile. At this time, his body exudes a full taste of villains."I've always done things cleanly. Now that I've got a grudge, you have only one result today, that is to die here."With that, Zhang Yi stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the drunk head between flowers, with mysterious power condensed in his hands."Next, I'll ask you and answer. It's best not to hide it at all. I don't want to waste more time. You should know that there are many ways to make the sky perfect.""If you resist to the end, I can only torture you, torture your mind to exhaustion, and then invade again."Zhang Yi said slowly, and Hua Jian's drunken face turned pale.He looked at Zhang Yi's still smiling face and trembled."You are a devil!"The flower is drunk and gnashing teeth."No, no, no, how can you say that."Zhang Yi shook his head."As the saying goes, it's not time to report.""You have done a lot of bad things by using your attainments in magic. It's just time.""Hum."The flowers were drunk and cold."Don't tell me any big truth. At this stage of cultivation, whose hands must be clean? Even you, I'm afraid so."Zhang Yi didn't deny it, smiled and nodded."Yes.""You may be right. If you want to climb the peak, you must use means to cross various obstacles, and in the process, you must have some stepping stones."Zhang Yi paused and then whispered in his ear."Just now, you have to fall at this level, and I will step on your bones and move on."
