Chapter 1034

It is obvious that many disciples of Yidao palace can practice the Dao awn that Nan Hong cleaved. It can be regarded as the basic Sabre technique. However, it has been cultivated to the top, and it is extremely powerful.

Among the many dragon skills in Yidao palace, there is no level. Ordinary people only have ordinary power to practice. The strong can practice, but it has earth shaking power.

Although Nanqing and Nanhong are both disciples of Nangong duanchen, their skills of drawing swords are different between heaven and earth.

When the wind came, Su Han heard the wind and went away. However, he saw that the startling knife awn had cut the space and came from his head with an incomparable pressure. It seemed that if he didn't dodge immediately at the moment, he would have been split in two.

"I have some strength."

Su Han faintly smile, pour also did not hit hard, but flashed to one side directly.

He wants to get out of the way, even if it is Nan Hong.

Just from the above, Su Han can see that the cultivation of Nan Hong is similar to that of the genius of the older generation of Ji family.

Ji Fengyun's talent is very high, but because he studies the extreme state of each realm, his cultivation is still hovering between the peak of the Dragon God realm and the Dragon Emperor realm.

But Nan Hong is not. His talent may be similar to that of the season, and even stronger than that of the season. But his strength is definitely not as strong as that of the season!

Cultivation is cultivation, and strength is strength. They are not the same.

Ji Fengyun is because he studies the acme of every realm. He has been immersed in each realm for a long time. He is invincible in the same level.

However, Nanhong is still young. It is very good that he can achieve his current cultivation at this age. He can't settle in every realm like Ji Fengyun.

Su Han, who had not broken through before, was able to defeat Ji Fengyun, let alone break through at the moment, and fight Nanhong.

"Wow

Su Han dodges, that knife awn did not cut straight, but follow.

"Go away!"

Seeing this scene, Su Han frowned slightly, and suddenly burst into a burst of drink. His voice turned into a sound wave and burst out. At this moment, it seemed that it had become the essence and directly collided with the Dao mang.

"Bang!"

When the two collide, there is a dull sound coming from the void. The sword awn of Nanhong stops slightly and immediately diffuses into the void.

"What?"

"So strong?"

"Under a word, let the sword of elder martial brother Nanhong collapse?"

When many disciples of Yidao palace saw this scene, they could not believe it.

Nan Hong's face sank, and he didn't expect Su han to be so strong.

Before that, he felt that Su Han's strength, at most, was comparable to himself. Even if he could not win him, he would not lose in his hands.

Many people regard Su Han as a legend, but in the eyes of such arrogant talents as Nan Hong, they never take Su Han seriously. For all the legends created by Su Han, they can find a very reasonable reason. By this reason, when they compare themselves with Su Han, they feel that Su Han is not as terrible as the legend.

But it's just self deception.

They are arrogant and can't tolerate sand in their eyes, so they always compare themselves with others. To be exact, they always like to compare their strengths with others' weaknesses.

These are the ideas of genius.

Nanhong and Nanqing are the same.

At the moment, seeing Su Han's words, he directly broke his Dao Mang, which can be used to kill the Dragon kingdom. Nan Hong's heart sank suddenly.

However, he still didn't feel that Su Han was any better than himself, because the skill of drawing a knife was just the simplest dragon skill of Nan Hong. As a disciple of Nangong duanchen, he ranked second. Naturally, he had a lot of secret arts in his hands. Under these secrets, Nan Hong was confident to fight Su Han.

"Luotian Dao!"

After taking a deep breath, Nan Hong stares at Su Han for a moment. Then he turns his hand and immediately a long knife with milky light appears in his hand.

"Luotian Dao?"

"It's Luotian Dao. It's elder martial brother Nanhong's life weapon. Under normal circumstances, he won't take out Luotian Dao."

"It seems that the strength of Su Baliu has attracted the attention of elder martial brother Nanhong."

"Hum, what is Nanhong? How can it be compared with Su Zun?"

The noise came from the crowd. It was obvious that all of them were weapons to recognize Nanhong. Some people were cheering for Nanhong, but others were standing on Su Han's side.

Most of the disciples in Yidao palace agree with Su Han. Whether it's the Shenyao mountain or Su Han's own creation, they can admire him.

Many people from the beginning to the end feel that Nanhong is not worthy of fighting against Su Han. He has no such strength.

"Luo Tian Dao?"

Su Han glanced at Nan Hong and said with a slightly sarcastic smile: "it is said that people in Yidao palace always carry their weapons on their backs, and if they make a move, they will surely make a full attack. But you, and your ridiculous brother, don't seem to be like this?""What do you know?"

"It's just a frog at the bottom of a well. You can understand my style of Yidao palace?"

"Yes, I'm a frog in the well."

Su Han nodded and disdained to talk nonsense with him. He held out his right hand and gently pointed toward the South Rainbow.

"Definitely!"

After a word fell, Nan Hong's face suddenly changed. He felt as if there were countless silk threads winding up all over his body. The speed was so fast that he almost had no time to respond.

At this moment, Nanhong did not say a word, but his mind flashed directly. A stone with golden light appeared and was immediately crushed by it.

"Hum ~"

the stones were broken, and Nanhong broke away from Su Han's mind fixing technique, and felt a little bit palpitating.

"Well?"

Su Han looked at the broken stone and sighed: "it's a divine stone, worthy of being a disciple of the palace master. Even these precious items are only 100 million. How many do you have?"

The voice falls, Su Han once again reaches out the finger, fierce point.

But after seeing this scene, Nan Hong's face changed again. He also took out a divine stone and crushed it directly.

But this time, after crushing the stone, Nan Hong's face was ugly.

Because the feeling of being entangled with silk thread never appeared, that is to say Su Han is playing with himself!

"Asshole

Nanhongqi's gnashing teeth, wish to kill Su Han with a knife.

As Su Han said, there is only one hundred million spirit stone. Even if he is a disciple of Nangong duanchen, there are only three all over his body.

Just now he wasted a piece in vain, how could he not be distressed?

Seeing that Su Han's fingers had to be touched again for the third time, Nan Hong finally couldn't help but roar: "Su Baliu, what's the skill of using these magic arts? Do you dare to fight with me in a fair manner?"

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