Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1034

The sword glow that Nan Hong chopped out was obviously learned by many disciples of One Sword Palace. It can be regarded as a basic sword technique, but it has been cultivated to the top, and it is an extremely powerful sword drawing technique.

Among the many dragon skills in Yidao Palace, there is no level in the sword drawing technique. Ordinary people can only have ordinary power when they practice it, but the powerful one can have earth-shattering power when they practice it.

Although Nanqing and Nanhong are both disciples of Nangong Duanchen, the sword drawing skills performed by the two are worlds apart.

There was a sound of wind, and Su Han heard the wind and went away, but saw the shocking sword glow cutting through the space, coming from above his head with an unparalleled coercion, it seemed that if he didn't dodge immediately at this moment, he would really dodge it. Was split in half with a knife.

"It's a bit strong."

Su Han smiled lightly, but he didn't confront the tough ones, but directly dodged to the side.

If he wanted to get out of the way, even Nan Hong couldn't stop him.

Just from the light on the blade, Su Han could tell that Nan Hong's cultivation was similar to Ji Fengyun, the genius of the older generation of Ji's family.

Ji Fengyun's talent is very high, but because of studying the extremes of each realm, so far, his cultivation is still hovering between the peak of the Dragon God Realm and the Dragon King Realm.

But Nan Hong is not. His talent may be similar to Ji Fengyun's, or even stronger than Ji Fengyun's, but his strength is definitely not as strong as Ji Fengyun's!

Cultivation is cultivation, strength is strength, the two are not the same.

Ji Fengyun is because he studied the extreme of each realm, he immersed himself in each realm for a long time, he is invincible in the same level.

But Nan Hong is still young, at this age, he can reach the current level of cultivation, which is already considered extremely good, and he is simply unable to settle in every realm like Ji Fengyun.

Su Han, who hadn't broken through before, was able to defeat Ji Fengyun, let alone break through at this moment, and he was fighting against Nanhong.

"Wow!"

Su Han dodges, the saber light did not strike straight down, but followed.

"roll!"

Seeing this scene, Su Han frowned slightly, and suddenly shouted violently, his voice turned into a sound wave, and burst out, as if it had become a substance at this moment, directly colliding with the blade glow.

"Oh!"

The two collided, and there was a muffled sound, and a crack appeared in the void, and Nanhong's sword light paused slightly, and immediately spread directly into the void.

"what?!"

"So strong?"

"With just one word, Brother Nanhong's sword light collapsed?"

Seeing this scene, many Yidao Palace disciples in the surrounding area constricted their pupils and couldn't believe it.

Nan Hong's face also darkened, apparently he didn't expect Su Han to be so strong.

Before that, he felt that Su Han's strength was at most comparable to his own, and even if he couldn't beat him, he would not be defeated by him.

Many people regard Su Han as a legend, but in the eyes of a proud genius like Nan Hong, Su Han has never been taken seriously. All the legends created by Su Han, they can find a very special one. Reasonable reason, with this reason, they compare themselves with Su Han, and feel that Su Han is not as scary as in the legend.

As everyone knows, this is just self-deception.

They are arrogant and have no tolerance for sand in their eyes, so they always compare themselves with others. To be precise, they always like to compare their weaknesses with their own strengths.

This is the idea of ​​those so-called geniuses.

Nanhong and Nanqing are all like this.

But at this moment, seeing Su Han's word directly shattered his blade glow that could completely kill the late Dragon God Realm, Nan Hong's heart sank heavily.

However, he still didn't feel that Su Han was any better than himself, because the sword drawing technique was just Nanhong's simplest dragon technique. As Nangong Duanchen's direct disciple, he ranked second, so he naturally held the There are quite a few secret techniques, and with these secret techniques, Nan Hong is confident in fighting Su Han.

"Luo Tian Dao!"

Taking a deep breath, Nan Hong stared at Su Han for a moment, then turned his palm, and immediately a long knife emitting milky white light appeared in his hand.

"Luo Tiandao?!"

"It turned out to be the Luo Tiandao. This is senior brother Nan Hong's natal weapon. Under normal circumstances, he would not take out the Luo Tiandao."

"It seems that Su Baliu's strength has already attracted Senior Brother Nanhong's attention."

"Hmph, what is Nanhong, how can it be comparable to Su Zun?"

There was noise from the crowd, obviously they all knew Nan Hong's weapon, some cheered for Nan Hong, but some stood by Su Han.

Among the many disciples of One Sword Palace, most of them agree with Su Han. Whether it is the matter of the Shenyao Mountain or everything created by Su Han himself, they are enough to make them admire.

Many people felt from the beginning to the end that Nan Hong was not worthy to fight Su Han at all, he didn't have the strength.

"Luo Tiandao?"

Su Han glanced at Nan Hong, and said with a slightly sarcastic smile: "It is said that people in Yidao Palace carry weapons on their backs, and whenever they make a move, they must hit with all their strength, but you, and your ridiculous Brother, doesn’t it seem like this?”

"What do you know?"

Nan Hong snorted coldly: "It's just a frog in a well, and you can understand my style of doing things in One Sword Palace?"

"Okay, I'm a frog in a well."

Su Han nodded, disdaining to talk nonsense with him, stretched out his right hand, and tapped lightly towards Nanhong.

"Certainly!"

When the word fell, Nan Hong's expression suddenly changed, and he felt as if countless silk threads were entwined all over his body. The speed was so fast that he almost had no time to react.

At this moment, Nan Hong didn't say a word, his thoughts flickered directly, and a stone shining with golden light appeared, which was immediately crushed by him.

"Om~"

The stone shattered, and Nan Hong directly broke free from Su Han's calming spell, with lingering fear in his heart.

"Ok?"

Su Han looked at the broken stone, and sighed: "It turned out to be a divine stone, as expected of the palace master's disciple, and even has such precious items, but only [-] million pieces, let me see how many do you have?" ?”

After the words fell, Su Han stretched out his finger again and tapped sharply.

After seeing this scene, Nan Hong's complexion changed again, and she took out another divine stone and crushed it directly.

But this time, after Nan Hong crushed the divine stone, her expression was extremely ugly.

Because the feeling of being entangled by silk threads has never appeared at all, that is to say... Su Han is playing with himself!
"asshole!!!"

Nan Hong gritted her teeth angrily, wishing she could kill Su Han with a single blow.

As Su Han said, there are [-] million spiritual stones for this god stone, even if he is a disciple of Nangong Duanchen, he only has three pieces all over his body.

How could he not feel sorry for wasting one just now?
Seeing that Su Han's finger was about to be tapped for the third time, Nan Hong finally couldn't help it, and roared: "Su Baliu, what kind of skill is it to use these sorcerers? How dare you fight me openly?!"

(End of this chapter)