The sword slashed by Nan Hong is obviously also cultivated by many disciples of the First Sword Palace, which can be regarded as a basic sword technique, but it has been cultivated to the top, and it is an extremely strong sword drawing technique.

Among the many dragon skills in the One Sword Palace, there is no level, ordinary people cultivate, only ordinary power, but the strong cultivate, but there is earth-shattering power.

Nan Qing and Nan Hong, although they are both disciples of Nangong Broken Dust, the sword drawing technique performed by the two is the difference between heaven and earth.

There was a sound of wind coming, Su Han heard the wind and left, but saw that the earth-shattering knife cut through the space, with an unparalleled coercion, coming from the top of his head, it seemed that if he didn't dodge immediately at this moment, he would really be split in half with a knife.

"It's a bit of strength."

Su Han smiled faintly, but he didn't hit it hard, but flashed directly to the side.

If he wants to dodge, even Nanhong can't stop him.

Just from this sword, Su Han could see that Nanhong's cultivation was similar to that of Ji Fengyun, the genius of the older generation of the Ji family.

Ji Fengyun is very talented, but because he has studied the extreme realm of each realm, his cultivation has so far been 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 Ji Fengyun, or even stronger than Ji Fengyun, but his strength is definitely not as strong as Ji Fengyun!

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

Ji Fengyun is because he has studied the extreme of each realm, he has been immersed in each realm for a long time, and he can be called invincible in the same level.

But Nanhong is still young, and he can achieve this kind of cultivation at this age, which is already extremely good, and he can't precipitate in every realm like Ji Fengyun at all.

Without breaking through before Su Han, he was able to defeat Ji Fengyun, let alone break through at this moment, and it was Nanhong who was fighting.

"Wow!"

Su Han dodged away, and the sword did not go straight down, but followed.

"Get out!"

Seeing this scene, Su Han frowned slightly, and suddenly shouted, his voice turned into a wave of sound, and it burst out, and at this moment, it seemed to have become a substance, and it collided directly with the sword.

"Bang!"

The two collided, and a muffled sound came, and cracks directly appeared in the void, and Nanhong's sword paused slightly, and then directly spread in the void.

"What?!"

"So strong?"

"With one word, it made Senior Brother Nanhong's sword collapse?"

When many of the disciples of the One Sword Palace around saw this scene, their pupils constricted, and they couldn't believe it.

Nan Hong's face also sank, obviously she didn't expect Su Han to be so strong.

Before this, he felt that Su Han's strength was comparable to himself at most, even if he couldn't win against him, he wouldn't lose in his hands.

Many people regard Su Han as a legend, but in the eyes of arrogant geniuses like Nanhong, they have never taken Su Han to heart, and all the legends created by Su Han, they can find a very reasonable reason, through this reason, they compare themselves with Su Han, and they feel that Su Han is not as terrible as the legend.

As everyone knows, this is just self-deception.

They are arrogant and have no room for sand in their eyes, so they always compare others with themselves, or rather, they always like to compare their weaknesses with their own strengths.

That's what those so-called geniuses think.

Nanhong and Nanqing are all like this.

And at this moment, seeing that Su Han's words directly shattered his sword that could completely kill the late stage of the Dragon God Realm, Nan Hong's heart suddenly sank fiercely.

However, he still didn't feel that Su Han was much stronger than himself, because the sword drawing technique was just Nanhong's simplest dragon technique, and he was ranked second as Nangong Duanchen's personal disciple, and he naturally had a lot of secret techniques in his hands, and under these secret techniques, Nanhong had the confidence to fight against Su Han.

"Luo Tiandao!"

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

"Luo Tiandao?!"

"It turned out to be Luo Tiandao, this is Senior Brother Nanhong's natal weapon, under normal circumstances, he would not take out Luo Tiandao."

"It seems that the strength of this Su Baliu has attracted the attention of Senior Brother Nanhong."

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

There was a commotion from the crowd, obviously they all knew Nan Hong's weapons, some people cheered for Nan Hong, but some people stood on Su Han's side.

Among the many disciples of the One Sword Palace, most of them agreed with Su Han, whether it was the matter of the Divine Medicine Mountain or everything that Su Han himself had created, it was enough to make them admire.

Many people felt from beginning to end that Nan Hong was not worthy of fighting against Su Han at all, he did not have this strength.

"Luo Tiandao?"

Su Han glanced at Nan Hong, and said with a slightly sarcastic smile: "It is said that the people of the One Sword Palace all carry weapons on their backs, and whenever they make a move, they must be a full blow, but you, and your ridiculous brother, don't seem to be like this?" ”

"You know what?"

Nan Hong snorted coldly: "It's just a frog at the bottom of the well, and the style of my one-knife palace is also something you can understand?" ”

"Okay, I'm the frog at the bottom of the well."

Su Han nodded, disdaining to talk nonsense with him, stretched out his right hand and gently touched Nanhong.

"Definitely!"

As soon as the word fell, Nan Hong's face changed suddenly, and he felt as if there were countless silk threads wound around his body, and the speed was so fast that he almost didn't have time to react.

At this moment, Nan Hong didn't say a word, his mind flashed directly, and a stone flashing with golden light appeared, which was immediately crushed by it.

"Hum~"

The stones shattered, and Nan Hong directly broke free from Su Han's concentration technique, and her heart palpitated.

"Huh?"

Su Han looked at the broken stone, and sighed: "It turned out to be a divine stone, worthy of being a disciple of the palace master, and even such precious items are available, but 100 million pieces, I think you have how many?" ”

When the words fell, Su Han stretched out his finger again and clicked it violently.

And after Nan Hong saw this scene, his face changed again, and he also took out another divine stone and crushed it directly.

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

Because the feeling of being entangled in silk threads has never appeared at all, that is...... Su Han is playing with himself!

"Bastard !!"

Nan Hong gritted his teeth angrily, eager to kill Su Han with a knife.

As Su Han said, this divine stone is 100 million spirit stones, even if he is a disciple of Nangong Broken Dust, there are only three of them on his body.

Fang just wasted one in vain, how could he not feel distressed?

Seeing that Su Han's finger was about to be clicked for the third time, Nan Hong finally couldn't help it, and roared: "Su Baliu, what kind of ability is it to use these demon arts, do you dare to fight with me in a dignified battle?!" ”

(End of chapter)