Whoosh –

Three figures appeared in front of Shan Thirteen, and the appearance of each figure caused a burst of exclamations from the people around them, obviously these guys were not nameless.

"Dongfang Chop, the descendant of the Dongfang Family, the first family of Zhanzhou, cultivated to the peak of Jindan, ranked thirtieth among the proud sons of the sky!"

"Huang Juelun, a disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Thousand Illusion Sect of the Phantom Continent, cultivated to the late stage of Jindan, his spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary people, and he ranks twenty-eighth among the proud sons of the sky. ”

"Han Lu, the sixth son of the sect master of the Beast Continent Beast Control Sect, cultivated to the late stage of Jindan, and is good at the technique of combining man and beast, ranking twenty-second among the proud sons of the sky. ”

There is no need for Shan Thirteen to explore too much, there are already people who know each other and announce the identities of the three people, which naturally caused a greater sensation. The names of the people, the shadows of the trees, these are the famous rising stars of the cultivation realm, and the leaders of the sects and factions in the future.

Of course, there are more than these three people, but although the later people are also young and handsome on the famous side, they are much inferior to the three of Dongfang. The total number of people on the list is only thirty-six, and the demeanor of these three in front of them is enough to cover everyone's light.

But these three people did not have the slightest excitement because of everyone's pursuit, but looked at Shan Thirteen with an iron face. The higher the people around them praised them, the more embarrassed they felt, because Murong Yuqi's words before leaving deeply stimulated them.

This is a slap in the face!

"Shut up!"

Han Lu, a disciple of the Beast Control Sect who was born in the Beast Continent, suddenly burst into a shout, frightening the noisy crowd. This young monk, who looked short and strong, had eyes the size of copper bells, and eyes like beasts, exuding the arrogance of a fierce beast.

"I ...... Uh......"

Several monks who were slightly weaker in cultivation couldn't help but squirm in their chests and abdomen in the midst of Han Lu's loud shout, and the dead blood stains slowly flowed down the corners of their mouths, and the astonished monks retreated a few feet away.

"It is worthy of being a beast master, and there is a trace of demon beast's ferociousness in the scolding!" Shan Thirteen couldn't help but look at this beast master, this person's cultivation is not high, but his ranking is the highest among the three, obviously not a reckless person like his appearance.

"The three of you called me to stop us, are you inviting me to dinner?" Shan Thirteen teased.

"Haha, what kind of hero am I, it turned out to be a rice bucket, it just so happens that my family has a pig, and I lack a companion, looking at you like this, you can make a pair!"

"Is this an illusion?"

It's not that the thirteen of the Illusion Mountain have never seen it, and they once got the Linglong Tears to have this function, but the illusion that came out of the cultivation of the exercises is indeed the first time I have seen it. When he was just talking to this person, a fat pig that was gnawing appeared in Shan Thirteen's mind along with the other party's words, and the fat pig had an inexplicable connection with himself.

"My obedient, I will shoot without saying hello, what quality!" Shan Thirteen naturally knew that he had fallen into the other party's illusion, but in order to experience the power of the illusion, there was no hindrance, otherwise with the power of the Bone Killing Realm, he would have already launched a counterattack on his own.

In the sea of souls of Mountain Thirteen, on the periphery of the sea of souls, at this moment, there is a layer of inexplicable energy that is not gray and white, mobilizing the ice light osteitis to extract a little, and under some investigation, there is a trace of Huang Juelun's soul breath.

With a peculiar vibrational amplitude, this energy is constantly pressing towards the sea of souls, and every movement can dissipate the power of the souls around the soul. You must know that the sea of souls of Mountain Thirteen is comparable to that of a powerful monk, and even the outermost soul power is enough to compare to the power of the soul core of any Jindan great monk.

"Sure enough, not to be underestimated!"

Of course, Shan Thirteen is still confident that he will defeat the other party, this is not a matter of comprehensive strength, but purely in terms of spirit, Shan Thirteen's attack strength is not bad at all, but it is just a lack of auxiliary exercises.

Everyone saw that Shan Thirteen didn't have a trace of reaction, and didn't know what was going on at first, but then he came back to his senses, and Huang Juelun's reply just now had already been used to take the illusion, and it seemed that Shan Thirteen had been tricked.

"I'll just say you're a pig!"

After waiting for three breaths, Huang Juelun walked in front of Shan Thirteen with small steps, raised his right palm and waved it towards Shan Thirteen's cheek, seemingly inadvertently waved, but it caused a vibration in the surrounding air, you can imagine how powerful this palm is.

"Don't mess with the people of the Thousand Illusion Sect in the future, this illusion is too powerful!"

Everyone sighed in their hearts, the illusion of the Illusory Continent is famous all over the world, and today it can be regarded as having seen it. There is no doubt that Shan Thirteen is powerful, and he can easily break the Murong family's joint sword formation, but he was defeated in Huang Juelun's words.

It is clear who is strong and who is weak at a glance, and he deserves to be the pride of the sky!

The person who was originally optimistic about Shan Thirteen couldn't help but lower his evaluation a few points, no matter how strong Shan Thirteen was, it was just the strength of the flesh and brutality, and when he met a monk with a deep understanding of the realm, he naturally exposed his realm in the early stage of Jindan.

Master, or the mutual matching of strength and realm, this is the eternal truth!

"Alas, this is the end of the luck of Mountain Thirteen!"

Just when everyone thought that Shan Thirteen had been humiliated by Huang Juelun, an incongruous scream refocused everyone's attention on Shan Thirteen. I saw that Shan Thirteen was still the same as before, without the slightest movement, as if he had been standing like this.

So what about the Huang Juelun who waved his palm?

"It can't be!"

"How so!"

Everyone looked at Huang Juelun lying on the ground in disbelief, he was twitching vigorously, white foam had appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't stop spitting out, and his cheeks, which were originally quite delicate, were red and swollen like a pig's head at the moment.

"It's so strong!"

"It's good that I didn't make the first move!"

Dongfang Chop and Han Lu glanced at each other, both understood each other's meaning, just a moment of change, they were one of the few people who could see clearly. Just when Huang Juelun's palm approached Shan Thirteen's cheek, there seemed to be a white glow flashing in Shan Thirteen's pupils, and then Huang Juelun's slap hit his cheek hard.

"It's too fast!"

What frightened them the most was the speed of Shan Thirteen's dodge, actually under their noses, they didn't see the other party move clearly, as if when Huang Juelun waved, Shan Thirteen didn't exist like air.

Only opponents who can't see through can shoot!

Dongfang Chop and Han Hu, carefully recalled the words Murong Yuqi said when he left, ranked fifth, could it be that Shan Thirteen really has the strength of the pride of the sky to rank fifth?