And when these disciples admired Su Han beyond measure, Su Han's white-clothed figure was strolling among the four forbidden spells.

His expression was calm, but underneath this calm, there was absolute coldness.

The casting of the four forbidden spells, even if Su Han used that magic fruit, even if the power of the liquor made his magician cultivate to a seventh-order great mage, it still made Su Han's face slightly pale.

There is no doubt that this is a manifestation of overconsumption.

However, this consumption, Su Han can still bear it, as the former Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor, no matter what spell he casts, he is naturally extremely aware of it.

"Mo Qinghai, haven't you always taken this sect into account? Haven't you always looked down on this sect? Wait, haven't you always felt that this sect has nothing to do with you?! ”

Su Han spoke, and his voice spread in all directions.

"Then next, just stare at your dog's eyes and take a good look, this sect wants to kill you, how easy it is!"

"Boom!"

As the words fell, Su Han waved his palm, and the storm blade that was formed first swept out with a bang.

The strength of this storm sword blade is simply indescribable, it almost swept the entire heaven and earth, and in the shroud of dark clouds, it came directly in front of Mo Qinghai and the others.

"Zhan Qinglian Sword Song!"

Mo Qinghai's pupils contracted, and they immediately spoke, and behind each of them, a full nine long swords appeared.

As soon as the nine long swords appeared, they immediately danced, forming a huge circle, and runes continued to emerge from the circle, blasting towards the blade of the Storm Sword.

The Sword Immortal Tomb was originally born for swords, and in the absence of Su Han, it can be said that it is the sect that has studied swords the most in the entire Longwu Continent.

And the One Knife Palace is the sect with the deepest research on knives.

However, compared to the Storm Sword Blade, the so-called Qinglian Sword Song of Mo Qinghai and the others can be said to be ...... Too fragile!

"The real Qinglian Sword Song is not something you did to perform."

Su Leng smiled, and at the same time his palm danced, and in the huge whirlpool of the storm sword blade, a sharp aura came out of the wind blade, which rushed out directly from it, overwhelming the sky, and cutting towards Mo Qinghai and the others.

As Su Han said, in the starry sky, he had seen the Yaoyang Sword God perform the Qinglian Sword Song, which was called the real Qinglian Sword Song, and the terrifying power was still fresh in his memory even after Su Han became the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor.

"Boom, boom!"

At this moment, the wind blade in the storm sword blade and the strange runes cast by Mo Qinghai and the others had already collided, almost at the moment of collision, those so-called Qinglian Sword Song runes all collapsed in the void, and those wind blades were more and more, penetrating the void and heading straight for Mo Qinghai and the others.

"What?!"

Mo Qinghai and the others' expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't believe it.

They knew that this wind blade was extremely strong, but they didn't expect that it would be so strong that it would directly break their Qinglian Sword Song.

You must know that the Qinglian Sword Song is a top-grade Holy Spirit level dragon skill, and it is also the best dragon skill of the high-level of the Sword Immortal Tomb, and it has the power of combined attacks, if they are performed by four people at the moment, the power exerted by one person is completely different.

But even so, it was still easily broken!

For their shocked appearance, Su Han could only sneer, how could this so-called dragon skill be compared to his own forbidden spell?

Magicians and martial arts are not at the same level at all, the forbidden spell is the highest combat skill of a magician, and this Holy Spirit-level high-grade dragon skill is only a skill on the abandoned planet of the Dragon Martial Continent, the two are not the same, and they cannot compete at all.

"Slash!"

Su Han's eyes flashed, and the thousands of wind blades suddenly dispersed at this moment, and the huge size of the storm sword blade was directly divided into four paths, directly isolated along the gap in the center of Mo Qinghai and Ye Huan's five people!

In just an instant, Su Han broke the combined attack technique of Mo Qinghai's four people, and even more so that they couldn't walk together at all.

The only way they could do it was to force their way through the Storm Blade, but ...... Isn't this looking for death?

And after the Storm Sword Blade isolated them, Su Han's eyes flashed, and his palm stretched out again, slapping forward.

With this shot, the space suddenly shattered, and the huge body was full of flames, and wherever he went, it turned into a void fire demon, and immediately roared and went straight to the old man in it.

"Boom!"

Its fist bombarded over, as if it came from the sky, but the speed was extremely fast, in the eyes of the old man, almost the moment the fire demon was swinging his fist, his fist had already come to his face.

At this speed, I don't even intend to make the old man react!

"Heavenly Armor!!"

The old man roared, and a layer of milky white light appeared all over his body, which was obviously a Holy Spirit-level defensive equipment.

"Boom !!"

At the moment when the Heavenly Armor appeared, the Flame Demon's fist fell on him.

"Click!"

The Heavenly Armor, when it was hit by a fist, directly made a cracking sound, and the huge armor turned into pieces and exploded from the old man's body.

At the same time, the old man spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his face changed greatly as his figure retreated!

His own clothes, under the scorching temperature of the fist, directly turned into nothingness, and his body was about to dissipate at this moment.

At this critical moment, the old man hurriedly took out a golden spar and swallowed it, this kind of spar Su Han had seen no less than several times, it was the 100 million divine stone!

This divine stone, no matter who it is, every time it is used, it will have an effect and resist a fatal blow.

But this time, it was useless.

Even though the old man had swallowed the Divine Stone, under the terrifying flames of the fist, his body still directly turned into nothingness, and only the Yuan Shen screamed and fled from the void.

Seeing this scene, Mo Qinghai and the others were completely shocked, their faces were cloudy, and they stared at Su Han's gaze, revealing a strong sense of jealousy.

"What, are you scared?"

Su Han was also staring at Mo Qinghai, and said flatly: "Do you remember, when you first looked at me, what kind of eyes did you have?" ”

Mo Qinghai was silent, the others were also silent, and Ye Huan's figure was even more trembling.

He finally understood that when Su Han was fighting with him, it was just a joke, and he didn't exert all his strength at all, otherwise, dealing with this old man at such a moment, it would only take less than ten breaths to let his soul fly away!

"If you don't say it, I'll help you say it."

Su Han said slowly: "The first time you saw me, your eyes were indifferent, and you didn't care at all, maybe I was just an ant in your eyes at that time." ”

(End of chapter)