The scene changed again, and the empty arena of Liancheng appeared. A Sword Emperor Illusion stood on one side, his eyes full of battle intent, and Han Feng finally sensed the sharp sword intent.

The last time he was defeated by the hands of this illusion, Han Feng was not without reflection, but the gap between the two sides was too great, and the sword qi inspired by Han Feng's battle qi could not hurt him at all, but it was a long sword stabbed by the illusion at will, Han Feng not only could not dodge, but once the long sword was struck, it would be lightly broken by the other party.

After practicing his sword skills with Feng Lao again, Han Feng found that his strength was still very weak. The use of sword skills allowed Han Feng to see another hidden door, and after pushing open this door, Han Feng was surprised to find that the original sword could still be used in this way, and the strength of the battle qi was no longer the key factor in the decisive victory, but the true comprehension of the sword.

The War Emperor Illusion stared at Han Feng, and the expression on his face slowly changed, and in the last battle, the War Emperor Illusion's dull face only had the last trace of ridicule. But when the two of them met this time, the illusion felt the difference of Han Feng for the first time, no longer a leisurely appearance, and cautiously put his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to take out the sword at any time, this scene is very similar to the duel of peerless swordsmen in the movie in the previous life.

The expressions of the two were stern, this battle was not the slow start of the previous one, and the first move this time turned out to be an illusion.

A sword groan sounded, as if the dragon had broken through the clouds, and the illusion turned into a white light that could tear apart a qiē, and in an instant, it flashed obliquely towards Han Feng in front of him.

A loud "boom" sounded, and where Han Feng was, it had long been replaced by a bottomless crack.

At this time, Han Feng's figure began to flutter, and suddenly flashed to the left, and three phantoms sprang out in an instant, easily dodging the full force of the illusion, although the black robe on his body was a little dusty, but it was not damaged in the slightest.

The illusion did not regret the slash with one blow, and with another wave of his arm, a visible slash cut through the surrounding air, slashing towards the moving Han Feng with a sword roar.

The three phantoms did not confuse the audio-visual of the illusion, and this slash happened to be the body of the moving Korean style.

Han Feng didn't dodge, and the same slashing technique was cut out of Han Feng's hand, colliding with the sword qi slashed by the illusion.

The sound of qi explosion sounded, and two completely different sword qi began to cancel each other out, slashing and slashing were originally two sword skills that were related to each other, but at this time, they were precisely restricting each other, and the two were evenly matched for the first time.

This was the first time that Han Feng had caught the full force of the illusion's blow, Han Feng's eyes were filled with battle intent, and the long sword in his hand began to dance slowly according to Feng Lao's sword dance, and the two phantoms also began to change into various sword shadows with his movements, forming a zigzag shape to enclose the illusion in the center.

The sword shadow flashed, and the phantom eyes showed a solemn look, and he didn't see any movement from him, and began to hold the sword and defend the yuan. Ignoring Han Feng's rapidly shrinking sword circle, it seemed that he had already held his sword and admitted defeat.

Seeing this, how could Han Feng not know that the illusion was brewing a new attack, and his subordinates did not stop, and the sword dance was divided into different sword moves. Seeing that the three figures were about to surround the illusion and pierce it.

The illusion finally moved, and the long sword hung in the air from its hand, and began to rotate around the perimeter of the illusion, bringing a circle of sword shadows. The long sword turned faster and faster, and none of the sword moves handed out by Han Feng's three figures could hit the illusion, and they were caught by the long sword of the illusion one by one, and the sword light flashed in the air, and sparks burst out. Silver and white sword qi were intertwined, presenting a situation where the winner was evenly matched.

But before Han Feng could change his sword moves, the next moment the illusion actually pinched out a trick, and the shadow brought out by the rotating long sword became more and more condensed with the rotation, seemingly no different from the previous long sword, and the nine long swords slowly stopped rotating and floated beside the illusion out of thin air.

Before Han Feng's surprise could be issued, the illusion hand pointed at Han Feng's three phantoms, and the nine floating long swords actually divided into three strands and attacked the three figures that Han Feng had conjured up, and the nine long swords were like nine white lightning bolts, colliding with Han Feng.

The "sonorous" sound continued

Although Han Feng's two phantoms made different sword moves, they collided with the white long sword and destroyed several of the opponent's long swords. But in the end, he was outnumbered and defeated by the rest of the long swords. The phantom of the illusion collapsed.

The remaining few long swords were castrated, and the long swords turned into Dao Dao sword shadows and still attacked Han Feng's body.

The rise of Han Feng's war, the white illusion did not stimulate the battle qi, this kind of trick should be a kind of sword technique, it can turn one into nine, the effect is surprisingly similar to the pace of the phantom, in the face of the attacking long sword, Han Feng took a deep breath, no longer paid attention to the dazzling sword shadow in front of him, but closed his eyes. The sword intent on his body slowly emanated, turning into strands of silk all over his body.

Several long swords didn't pay attention to Han Feng's movements, and began to shoot at Han Feng, each long sword or chopping or cutting or chopping, even the tricks were different.

"Crackling"

Before each long sword got close, it was dropped by the long sword in Han Feng's hand, and a mournful roar sounded in the sword.

Han Feng's point technique easily dropped it, but the illusion of standing in the distance suddenly shook, and it seemed that his mind was shaken a little.

The battle returned to the original point again, and the situation between the two began to change somewhat, Han Feng did not open his eyes, but a trace of joy on his face had been revealed, the nine long swords on the ground slowly dissipated, and the white-clothed illusion hand slowly condensed into the original long sword.

The previous fight between the two seemed to be just a temptation, and then the two began to gather momentum, and the next move will be immediately clear.

The illusion stared at Han Feng deeply, the white light on the sword flowed, and the sword body began to groan, trembling slightly.

The illusion began to slowly bring a killing intent to his body, and the surrounding air suddenly condensed under the flow of sword intent, and Han Feng felt that the sword filaments in the air were slowly being restrained, and the scene that had been transmitted to him no longer changed, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

The murderous aura on the illusion's body became thicker and thicker, and the trembling of the sword began to crack more and more, as if to indicate how swift and fierce the next blow would be.

The illusion raised his hand slightly, and swiped towards the Han Feng Void, and a white dragon instantly rushed out of the long sword, hovering in the sky and then turning into nine small dragons, with a sonic boom that tore through the air, swept towards Han Feng, leaving no dead ends.

The Nine Little Dragons are the Nine Dao Sword Qi full of killing intent, sweeping all the way, destroying and decaying, and the air is also torn into pieces by it, and the space begins to distort a little.

Han Feng felt the killing intent that was locked, and tried to dodge a few times, the speed of the nine sword qi was extremely fast, with the nature of tracking, surrounded Han Feng who was dodging, and swept across his head and face.

Facing the range sword qi that could not be hidden, Han Feng's spirit was shocked, and the silver sword filaments scattered around his body began to condense towards the long sword, and a long sword with silver light quickly took shape.

At the same time, Han Feng's arms shook suddenly, and the speed at which the long sword was handed out became faster and faster, if someone saw it, they would scream completely, but at this time, Han Feng only had two arms, more like an innumerable one.

The nine sword qi were pierced one by one by Han Feng's swift long sword, slowly dissipating in the air. Han Feng's sword qi did not pause, a total of nine paths attacked towards the illusion with the slightest sound of breaking through the air, and the illusion long sword in his hand also planned to use the stabbing technique to break Han Feng's sword qi, but the situation was diametrically opposite to Han Feng's previous appearance.

Every time the illusion breaks a sword qi, the whole body will be violently shaken, and the long sword in his hand will be filled with a burst of wails, and there is no suspense if the nine sword qi is broken, but every time the illusion catches a sword qi, it will be repelled by the vibration contained in the sword qi for three steps, and the nine paths down, the phantom's long sword can no longer withstand it, and it shatters in its hand.

The illusion was stunned for a moment, although the long sword was conjured up, but this illusion was conscious, and in his illusory memory, the long sword had not encountered this kind of scene in front of him once.

The phantom killing intent slowly subsided, and he lowered his head and began to ponder, his whole body full of flaws. Han Feng wanted to take the opportunity to stab the long sword to penetrate the illusion, but seeing the reminiscence in the eyes of the illusion, Han Feng's step stopped abruptly.

Heroes cherish heroes, in the face of such an unguarded move of the swordsman, Han Feng secretly sighed in his heart, when his long sword was broken by Ninilu, he was very sorry.

The two stood quietly at a distance of more than ten meters from each other.

After a long time, the illusion slowly got rid of the memory, and his eyes moved away from the hilt of the sword in his hand to look at Han Feng, and with an approving look in his eyes, he bowed towards Han Feng.

As a swordsman, a broken sword is a sign of defeat. And the opponent's waiting is not a kind of recognition, the illusion felt Han Feng's mind, and began to pinch the chanting, and for a while, countless white lights surrounded the illusion.

As the white light disappeared, the phantom's figure also dissipated little by little, but as it dissipated, a strange stance still surrounded the illusion, until the phantom pinching finger pointed at Han Feng, and the phantom's eyes slowly faded and finally disappeared without a trace.

Although Han Feng knew that this illusion was illusory, he was still shocked, although he temporarily changed his tactics to repel Han Feng, but Han Feng knew that the illusion was not so easy to defeat, but the illusion finally agreed with Han Feng and dissipated on its own, which in itself did not conform to the rules of the illusion. If you can't kill the opponent, the illusion will persist forever until the illusion disappears.

When Han Feng was still sighing at the disappearance of the illusion, he didn't realize that the white light condensed by the illusion was slowly approaching him, and when Han Feng found out, he found that the white light had wrapped it and slowly infiltrated his body.

Han Feng was shocked, and immediately summoned the stone armor, and at the same time, his internal breath did not stop, and the sword qi of his whole body was close to him, and being attacked by unknown light made Han Feng very unhappy, and secretly scolded his carelessness. But looking inside the whole body but not finding any abnormality, Han Feng was afraid of this kind of white light for a while, although it was not clear what was going on, but Han Feng's intention to test his new move had been fully achieved, from the illusion of being invincible to being able to fight with it to the present, it could be inferred how powerful the sword skill was.

But then the scene changed again, and there was a figure in the illusion. This figure is a man, before Han Feng can react, the man makes a move, Han Feng's side is suddenly empty, and Han Feng's actions are restricted, Han Feng tried his best to stretch his arms and raise his legs to the side, but then a dazzling arc of light completely submerged Han Feng, and the illusion strength of the Battle Emperor level made Han Feng's heart palpitate, and his consciousness slowly began to dissipate.