Zhang Feiyang avoided it, smashing the flying light blades with a kamikaze fork, and his thoughts were running quickly, trying to find a way to escape from here.

After all, after staying in this dangerous situation of being attacked on all sides for a long time, Zhang Feiyang also knew that it was impossible to escape death.

Now he can barely support it with his strong strength and speed, but after a long time, his aura and physical strength are almost consumed, what else can he do?

In the end, these blades of light as sharp as knives are used to cut the body, and it is inevitable that there will be no corpse.

Zhang Feiyang didn't want to come to the current path of cultivating immortals with great difficulty.

He hasn't become a monk in the foundation building period yet, and he hasn't defeated Dongfang Bai to avenge Haiwa and others, so he must not die.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang's speed slowed down slightly, and he focused more on thinking about how to get out of trouble, even if the price of doing so was that he could be injured at any time, but there was no way out.

In order to be able to go out, there is no hope if you don't spend more effort to observe and think, but just try to avoid these countless blades of light.

It's a pity that the environment Zhang Feiyang is in now is too dangerous, not to mention the lethality of the light blade, and the number is unlimited.

As for the light wall that emits the light blade, it is even tougher and firmer, difficult to break, Zhang Feiyang once avoided the gap, after trying to get closer, he tried to attack the light wall with a kamikaze fork, but it was ineffective, and he could only make sparks on it.

Of course.

The recoiling power that can shake Zhang Feiyang and fly out upside down still exists.

It's just that when Zhang Feiyang attacked, he had already taken precautions, so he didn't dare to exert too much strength at all.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that as long as he loses control in an instant and can't move freely, countless blades of light can instantly cut his body into countless parts.

In this way, Zhang Feiyang is caught in a protracted battle with no hope or end in sight.

In this battle, he had no chance of victory, nor did he have the whimsy to come up with any brilliant escape method, just like a worm that had been upside down into the bronze bell, no matter what, he couldn't get out, he could only watch himself get closer and closer to the light blade, leaving more and more wounds on his body, the blood flowed more and more, and his vision became more and more blurred.

After a cup of tea, Zhang Feiyang was already covered in bruises, from head to toe, there was no area that was not red.

The rich bloody aura strongly stimulated Zhang Feiyang's spirit, making his fighting spirit weaker and weaker, and his eyes becoming more and more dim.

Seeing this scene, all the Huandaomen monks outside the light well laughed proudly one by one, and rotated around the light well even more vigorously, everyone seemed to be playing a game, excitedly stretched out their fingers, and frequently pointed to the outer light wall of the light well, as if whoever clicked more and faster would be able to win.

At this time, Zhang Feiyang didn't know what was happening outside, his vision had already been blocked by Guangjing, so he could only twist his body frequently, jumping up and down, like a clown on the stage, trying his best to perform all kinds of thrilling or thrilling and dangerous actions to the audience outside who was constantly pressuring him.

As long as Zhang Feiyang failed to avoid it smoothly and swept a light blade, leaving a ball of blood, or missing a piece of flesh on the ground, the Ring Sword Gate monk outside would laugh excitedly, and even more excitedly speed up the speed at which his fingers clicked the light wall.

Because, as long as he does this, Zhang Feiyang will definitely make more dangerous moves and perform more wonderful performances.

In this way, after Zhang Feiyang insisted on a cup of tea in a state of injury inside, he finally had sore hands and feet, and gradually became unable to do his best, his body seemed to be filled with lead, and it became heavier and heavier, and it became more and more difficult to avoid the attack of the light blade, but the injury was getting more and more serious.

At this time, Zhang Feiyang often avoided the light blade once or twice before continuing to be injured, and not long ago, this number was maintained at least in double digits.

It seems that it is almost the last moment, if there is no way to get out of the predicament, I am afraid that no matter how unwilling I am, I will really die here.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang took a deep breath and forcibly kept himself calm and didn't let too many negative emotions affect him.

After he raised his head and turned his back to avoid a light blade attack, he immediately rolled on the ground, avoiding the pursuit of three light blades behind him, and then. Standing up, his legs jumped hard, but he was only half a foot off the ground, and then fell back to the ground, seeing that there were more than a dozen blades of light rushing towards him.

Zhang Feiyang was about to continue to avoid, but suddenly his feet were weak, and he fell, and the dozen or so light blades flew over his shoulders, crooked neck, and arms in an instant, hitting other light walls, making a snapping sound, and disappeared.

Zhang Feiyang was lucky enough to avoid the fatal blow, but he was not happy at all.

Because, he knew that it was just the last good luck just now, and the next wave of light blades could not be avoided no matter what.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang sighed, and was about to face life and death calmly, trying to extract the last bit of strength and dodge for the last time, when suddenly, a familiar thing attracted his attention.

Half a step away from him was a man-high pile of rubble from the collapse of the roof.

A blade of light rushed into the waste, cutting a large hole in the waste, causing the waste to collapse further, revealing a half-human-tall stone pillar inside.

This stone pillar was raised from below the floor of the living room when Zhang Feiyang first came here a year ago, after accidentally triggering the mechanism, and there was a disc similar to a basin on the top, and the diary that was originally placed on it had been taken away by Zhang Feiyang.

At this time, another light blade cut over, and when it landed on the stone pillar, there was an incredible scene, the stone pillar was hard as if steel was cast in iron, and the light blade touched, the stone pillar was unscathed, motionless, but the light blade collapsed instantly, which surprised Zhang Feiyang.

When the evil cultivators outside saw this scene, they were also slightly stunned, and they all stopped and continued to point their fingers at the wall of light, sending out a light blade attack on Zhang Feiyang.

Traveling with them, they had obviously never seen this situation, and they looked at each other for a while, and they actually talked in a whisper with deep or shallow doubts.

"Boss. What's going on? It's just a stone pillar, how can it resist the attack of our magic weapon around the knife gate? It's unreasonable!"

"yes. Boss! This stone pillar can't be a magic weapon for Yimeng, right? Oh my God! Does this mean that Yimeng is nearby? Then we have to be on guard quickly! Otherwise, if Yimeng sneaks into attack, our formation will be broken, and it will be a little troublesome to deal with Yimeng and his apprentice at the same time. ”

The two leaders, one fat and one thin, were much calmer, although under the reminder of the young disciples, they also looked away from time to time, observed the surroundings, and became vigilant, but they immediately came back to their senses and continued to command the disciples to launch a new round of attacks on Zhang Feiyang.

"Don't worry about all that. There is a dream that comes to us, and the two of us will help you stop it. What are you afraid of? Let's kill Yimeng's apprentice first. In any case, this kid can't be allowed to live. Let's let Yimeng also taste the pain after losing an important person. ”

Only then did the light blade attack in the light well restart, and it continued to cut towards Zhang Feiyang from all directions.

At this time, also facing the attack of the light blade, Zhang Feiyang's mood has changed dramatically, although he is still tired and injured, but his eyebrows and eyes are full of energy, as if he has already been out of trouble, full of confidence and hope.

Because, just now, when these evil cultivators of the Ring Sword Gate were distracted and stopped attacking, Zhang Feiyang also stopped evading, and through that magical stone pillar, he immediately thought of a diary that was originally placed on it.

Zhang Feiyang thought of the diary, and naturally remembered that there was actually a part of the diary that he hadn't read.

It was the first time I flipped through the pages, and the wind blew the pages of the past.

Later, after Zhang Feiyang read the research experience on the foundation building period, he was immersed in this part of the content and couldn't extricate himself, so he forgot to read it back and rewatch that part of the content.

After all, at that time, he was wholeheartedly contemplating how to break through the bottleneck and become a monk in the foundation building period, so how could he have any other thoughts?

Now, in such a dangerous situation, if he wants to enlighten the Tao and see through the mystery of "fast", Zhang Feiyang naturally understands that it is impossible.

So, he immediately put his mind back on the diary.

Because, with the recollection, Zhang Feiyang also remembered a question that had never been answered in his heart.

Since Yimeng Jushi chose to complete his last life journey here and chose to participate in the Great Dao of Enlightenment here, how could he have a way to rely on this place to resist the pursuit of the enemy?

Do you rely on the bamboos in the lost forest outside, or do you have a strong wind that can't tell the direction later?

Apparently impossible.

You can trap the well-known benevolent visitors with these things, but you definitely can't trap the evil cultivators who come to seek revenge.

Otherwise, how could these evil cultivators easily destroy the bamboo forest outside?

Zhang Feiyang thought about it like this, and an inevitable answer came to his heart.

Either the dream layman thinks very highly of himself, and thinks that even if the enemy family unites and comes to trouble him, he can easily deal with it.

Either that's the other way around.

A dream layman left behind in this inconspicuous-looking hut what can deal with the enemy's backhand.

Even if it's not powerful, there should be at least some mechanism that can protect itself.

Really.

With such a question, Zhang Feiyang turned the diary back to the interrupted page, and at the speed of ten lines at a glance, he only scanned three pages, and immediately saw this kind of mechanism, and clearly found the way to activate it.

In this state of mind, in the face of the dangerous light blade, Zhang Feiyang naturally did not have so much pressure, and with a swoop, he rushed to the stone pillar, put away the diary, and pressed his hands to the top of the basin, and with a loud bang, the ground in the hut was immediately dotted with light, as if it was suddenly full of fireflies, and flew out of the ground.

These points of light turned out to be all ordinary magic weapons such as flying knives or feather arrows that were not very powerful, but their lethality could not be underestimated, and they were strong in number and dense, and the timing of the attack was different for each piece.

Only the few inches where Zhang Feiyang was standing did not have these dangerous attacks.

Just when the monk of the Ring Sword Gate had to deal with these sudden attacks of the rain of magic weapons, a basin-sized disc appeared under Zhang Feiyang's feet, turned slightly, and turned into a hole, causing Zhang Feiyang to fall into it in an instant and disappear without a trace.

When the evil cultivators of the Ring Knife Gate saw this scene, they became angry one by one, and tightened the outer wall of the two-point light well, wanting to inspire the light blade to chase the hole and rush in, wanting to kill Zhang Feiyang.

It's a pity that some cultivators who have low cultivation in the early stage of the Qi refining period have already unfortunately fallen into the rain of magic weapons left by a dream monk, and they died tragically on the spot and fell unconscious.

Several monks in the late stage of the Qi refining period were also caught off guard, and unfortunately they were injured, and they almost followed in the footsteps of the monks in the early stage of the Qi refining period.

Only the fat and thin two monks of the Great Perfection Realm of the Qi Refining Period always dealt with it calmly, and when resisting the attack of the rain of magic weapons, they could still spare time to click on the wall of light and release the light blade to chase Zhang Feiyang.

Zhang Feiyang could not let such a thing happen, seeing that the two light blades actually chased into the hole, the kamikaze fork swung violently, and in the two soft snaps, the two light blades split and turned into light spots, just illuminating everything under the hole.

At this time, the stone pillar on the top of the hole suddenly shook violently, and it turned from high to low, from small to large, and turned into a round stone door.

Seeing this, Zhang Feiyang looked at the situation in all directions, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a smile for the rest of his life.

Because, he knew that he was not in danger for the time being.

This is a small secret room, similar to the bedroom of the Yimeng monk above the ground, it seems a little cramped to live alone, but there is a secret compartment hidden in the secret room, and the food and water in it are sufficient, and it will not be used up for at least ten years.