Time froze at that moment, and Jun Han's spiritual power was all gathered in that knife, as if Jun Han's soul was moved by it.

In the battle knife, there is a supernatural power, this power is as ethereal as spiritual power, but it is a trace of connection with Jun Han's soul.

"The will of the sword? no...... This is not the will of the sword, and the sword intent does not have such a strong force. ”

"It's a sword soul!"

The knife was tightly held in Jun Han's hand, and at this moment, a ferocious and violent destructive force burst out from Jun Han's body.

Jun Han's eyes widened suddenly, and ten thousand auroras erupted in his eyes.

"Yan Tianxuan, you don't know martial arts at all, if you can dominate the world with treasure weapons, why do you need martial arts to cultivate?"

"You keep saying that I am an ant, and I will let you see who is the real ant!"

"Buzz!" Jun Han's momentum changed, it was a brand new power, as if it had transcended the will of the knife, and it could even be said to be the soul of the knife, the air continued to burst, Jun Han's big arm stretched out, and the Thunder Emperor War Knife in his hand was slammed up, and the power of the sword soul actually shook all the surrounding heaven and earth aura.

"Kill!" The Thunder Emperor's sword swept towards the Flame Wound Sword with the power of the powerful sword soul, and the Venerable on the Flame Wound Sword had a generous breath, as if he wanted to completely suppress Jun Han's sword soul, and the next moment, the killing bloodthirsty soul rushed into the sky, shattering the blazing sword light, and even the Venerable Breath was suppressed by the power of the sword soul.

"How is this possible?" A blow was broken, Yan Tianxuan spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, staring at Jun Han fiercely.

Jun Han, who was not far away, was surging with a powerful and terrifying force, this seemed to be a martial arts realm, a power beyond the artistic conception, Yan Tianxuan's heart twitched fiercely, and the almost impossible words came to mind in his mind: "Sword Soul!"

Impossible, how could he comprehend the soul of the sword? A sword cultivator has ten years to comprehend the sword momentum, fifty years to comprehend the sword intent, and a hundred years to achieve the soul of the sword.

Normally, a martial artist needs a hundred years of cultivation to reach the realm, how can he Jun Han reach it?

Fake, it must be fake!

"Blind Eyes, Break Me Up!" Another powerful force was injected into the Flame Wound Sword, and the Venerable's coercion surged away at the same time, rolling and surging.

"You're too naïve!" Sen Leng voice sounded, Jun Han's war knife turned, the flame sword shattered, turned into a sky and devoured the surroundings, the flame sword let out a violent tremor, and it actually fell out of Yan Tianxuan's hand.

"Die!" Jun Han is like a sharp knife, the human knife is one, at this moment, whether it is the treasure of the Venerable or the powerful spiritual power of Yan Tianxuan, he can't stop Jun Han, he is a knife, straight to Yan Tianxuan's head to kill, at that moment, Yan Tianxuan's eyes were full of horror, he didn't expect that after sacrificing the sword of the Venerable, he was actually defeated in Jun Han's hands, that kind of breath will definitely not be wrong, that is the power of the soul.

Only a warrior who has comprehended the soul of the sword can abandon all distracting thoughts in his heart and combine the soul with the sword and the human sword.

"No ......"

Yan Tianxuan yelled, his eyes full of despair.

"Ding!"

Just when Yan Tianxuan thought that he was about to die, a crisp sword strike rippled, and he saw that behind Yan Tianxuan, there was a handsome and incomparable and noble martial artist, who was holding a long sword at this time, blocking Jun Han's sword.

Yan Tianxuan immediately turned his head, looked at the familiar figure behind him, and exclaimed, "Yan Fox!"

"Are you finally willing to come out? I thought you would only watch the excitement!" This knife was resisted by Yan Hu, Jun Han retreated dozens of zhang away, looked up at Yan Hu, there was no fluctuation on his face, just holding the war knife, standing there quietly.

Yan Fox was slightly startled, he had a very high confidence in his own strength, Jun Han noticed his whereabouts, which made him a little moved, he touched the white fox, and said proudly: "You have already discovered me? ”

"Yan Fox, do you really think your strength is very strong? Don't forget, you are the Great Perfection of the Earth Spirit Realm, and you have even come into contact with the realm of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, your whereabouts are still discovered by me, who is the waste?" Yan Fox is the strongest prince except for Yan Tianya, it is said that his strength is close to the Heavenly Spirit Realm, where he has passed, the princes he has met have all been killed by him, Jun Han faced Yan Fox, but there was no trace of fear on his face, but he was very disgusted by Yan Hu's arrogant appearance, and roared sarcastically.

Yan Hu was not angry, looked at Jun Han, and sneered: "Do you think that if you break through the Sword Dao realm, you will be able to fight with me!"

"I can't beat you yet. "Jun Han is honestly saying that he has just comprehended the sword soul, and there is a great constraint on using it, and the battle just now has made Jun Han's spiritual power consumption extremely huge, and it is indeed a fool's dream to resist the flame fox.

Yanhu smiled: "You are not my opponent, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

Yan Tianxuan on the side wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him, I, Yan Tianxuan, am willing to help you and become a member of your command." ”

"Who said that if you can't beat you, you will be weak? Do you think that I am the same as this bullshit prince, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and the villain is hearty? Yanhu, don't blame me Jun Han for not reminding you, even if I am not your opponent now, but if you have to force me, you will definitely not have good fruit to eat. "Jun Han stands between heaven and earth, his body is domineering, and he is not afraid of strong enemies.

As soon as these words came out, none of the warriors on the scene denied it, they all saw the battle Jun Han had just had, and they also believed that Jun Han said that they would definitely be able to do such a thing.

Yan Miao looked at the black figure in front of her, her heart twitched fiercely, feeling the domineering aura emanating from Jun Han's body, she gradually lost her mind, it was Jun Han who untied her heart knot, what about the prince of Qilin? What if you are stronger than me? Jun Han disdained it all.

Jun Han was also born in this vast chess game, but Jun Han has been breaking free from the shackles of ethereal fate.

"Stupid decision. Yan Fox groaned softly, and the majestic power condensed in Yan Fox's hands, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a deadly whirlpool that strangled heaven and earth, and the whirlpool condensed into a fierce throw towards Jun Han.

This is an attack that belongs to the Yan Fox, such a powerful attack is enough to kill a strong person of the Great Perfection of the Earth Spirit Realm.

"Retreat!"

Seeing this attack, Jun Han didn't dare to resist anymore, refining the dragon body, Jun Han's speed became faster, he quickly turned around and jumped onto the six wings, raised his right hand and threw out a simple and dull stone tablet, he roared at Yan Miao, pulled Yan Miao and blasted behind him.

(End of chapter)