Dragon Injury, the strongest hall master of the Dragon Sea Empire, how many years has he been immersed in the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

How powerful his fighting power is.

And now, the dragon wound was forced back by Jun Han's punch.

Not only the dragon wound, but even Fan Tong and Ren Shuirou behind him had a sense of unreality and shock.

How strong is Jun Han's combat power?

And the dragon wound was even more pale, as the peak powerhouse of the Dragon Sea Empire, he was actually repelled by a junior's punch, where is the majesty of his strongest hall master.

Long Wound thought the same way, the more he felt that there was a mang behind him, and countless people were watching him, the more angry his heart became.

Seeing this situation, Nangong Shan laughed coldly, "Dragon Injury, it seems that you are really old, and you can't even beat a junior, so I'd better come!"

The dragon wound's eyes widened, and he glanced at Nangong Mountain, but he didn't refute, the dragon power on Jun Han's body was too strong, and it was not something that the dragon wound could resist at all.

He didn't say anything, turned around and returned to the camp, looking at Nangong Mountain with a sneer.

"Nangong Mountain, the strongest hall master of the Tianshan Empire. Fan Tong looked at the figure striding out of the air, his eyes twitched, outlining a bit of resentment.

These people are all big names in the eyes of ordinary people, but now, they are colluding together to kill them and Jun Han.

"Boss, come on!" Fan Tong secretly cheered for Jun Han in his heart.

Ren Shuirou's palms were clenched, the handkerchief in his hand was already soaked, staring nervously at everything in the distance, Nangong Mountain was different from dragon injuries, Nangong Mountain did not use dragon power, so Jun Han could not suppress Nangong Mountain with strength.

Moreover, Nangong Mountain is older than a dragon injury, has been immersed in kendo for decades, has superb swordsmanship, and enjoys a good reputation in the Tianshan Empire.

"Jun Han, you are unruly, kill my disciples, insult the countries, it's time for you to pay back. Nangong Shan held a long sword, standing in the air, his clothes dancing, there was a strong sword intent flowing around his body, and that pair of star eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void.

Jun Han's body was covered with blood, but his body was still like a blade.

Just like the knife in his hand, he would rather bend than bend.

"It's come to this, why talk nonsense, let's do it!" Jun Han held the dragon madness, like a god of war standing in the air.

"Looking for death, it is your honor to die at the hands of my Nangong Mountain. Nangong Shan shouted, the sword in his hand danced forward violently, and the sword swept with endless killing light, like the glory of the dawn sun, attacking Jun Han.

Seeing this sword intent, Jun Han showed a look of surprise, he raised the dragon madness, injected the dragon power in his body into it, and suddenly pieces of golden light surged above the dragon madness.

The power of the dragon clan burst out in an instant, blocking the sword.

"Blocked?" Nangong Mountain showed a hint of surprise, and raised his hand again, this time the power storm rolled up was obviously much stronger than last time, and the rich sword qi was actually behind Nangong Mountain, forming a whirlpool of sword qi, and the rich heaven and earth aura gathered towards Nangong Mountain.

"You're already very good to be able to catch my sword, but unfortunately, it's still not enough. ”

Nangong Shan is already more than a hundred years old, how long his martial arts path is, Jun Han is just a junior, even if he has the qualifications, but compared to the combat experience and ruthlessness, Jun Han can't compare.

"Kill!" The sound of killing burst out from the Nangong Mountain Pass, and the figure of Nangong Mountain changed, and in an instant, hundreds of Nangong Mountains appeared in the heavens and the earth.

In every Nangong Mountain's hand, he held a sword of Ling Tian, as if every sword was going to slash at Jun Han's head.

Seeing this scene, Jun Han's expression moved.

"Phantom! Phantom!"

When Jun Han was in the Yandi Academy, he came into contact with a martial artist with an illusion.

"All illusions are fake, if you want to kill me with illusions, it's impossible!" Jun Han said secretly, he had closed his five senses and focused all his attention on his spiritual power.

Jun Han's world has become extremely dark, this is not the real world.

This is the world detected by spiritual power.

The figures of Baidao in the outside world are still standing, but in Jun Han's world, there is only pitch black, and all the illusions have no effect on Jun Han.

"Phantom Sword?"

As soon as the ancient emperor looked at the battlefield in the distance, he didn't make a move, in fact, he wanted to borrow the hands of the Longhai Empire and the Tianshan Empire to eliminate Jun Han, so that even if the Sword God Sect found it, he would have an explanation.

"Comprehended the Phantom Sword Soul?" the Ancient Emperor said secretly, Nangong Shan had already comprehended the Phantom Sword Intent before, and the Phantom Sword Intent was exerted with the power of the Sword Soul, and it was a powerful Phantom Sword Soul.

The power of such a sword soul can confuse the opponent, and it is said that Nangong Mountain once relied on this sword soul to kill a four-grade demonic beast and shake the entire Tianshan Empire.

And at this moment, Jun Han is trapped in illusion.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing formed layers of sound waves, sweeping towards Jun Han.

Jun Han's spiritual power was so strong, when the sound of killing came with the spiritual soul of Nangong Mountain, Jun Han suddenly burst out with an extremely strong spiritual power.

A sonorous sound sounded in the dark world, and Nangong Mountain was shocked by Jun Han's blow.

Jun Han's eyes widened suddenly, looking at a void, behind Jun Han, hundreds of swords attacked Jun Han directly, all of which were the swords of Nangong Mountain's illusion, to kill Jun Han.

Many people saw this scene, and their hearts trembled violently, Nangong Mountain's strength is really strong, I'm afraid that Jun Han is about to fall here!

Hundreds of swords, each sword carried the killing power of killing the powerhouse of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and the back of Jun Han who was stabbed was cold.

However, Jun Han's knife was still indomitable, stabbing at the empty void.

"Phantom, so what?"

A faint voice came from the Nine Heavens.

"No......" An earth-shattering roar came out, the brilliant illusion in the sky was shattered instantly, and a long knife passed through Nangong Mountain's chest, nailing Nangong Mountain to death in the air.

The eyes of many people were glazed, and he had not yet reacted to what was happening.

When they looked at the frivolous and resolute figure again, their faces were all dyed with horror.

The strongest hall master of the Tianshan Empire, a super strong man who comprehended the meaning of illusions, died like this?

Everyone felt that their hearts trembled, and the figure became more and more dreamy, and they felt a trace of unreality.

Nangong Mountain's death made the faces of Emperor Gu and the others change greatly, Emperor Gu never thought that Jun Han had grown to such a point that even the Imperial Hall Master could not defeat him?

And those warriors of the Tianshan Empire had gloomy faces one by one, once upon a time, they regarded Jun Han as ants.

And now, Jun Han angrily slashed Nangong Mountain.

He looked at the Tianshan Empire, and there was no one.

(End of chapter)