And when these disciples were admiring Su Han beyond measure, Su Han's figure in white clothes was walking among the four forbidden curses.
His expression was calm, but underneath this calmness, there was an absolute coldness.
The casting of the four forbidden spells, even if Su Han used the magic fruit, even if the power of the strong liquor made his magician cultivation reach the seventh level of the Great Mage, it still made Su Han's face slightly pale.
There is no doubt that this is a manifestation of excessive consumption.
However, Su Han can still bear this amount of consumption. As a former practitioner, no matter what spell he casts, he naturally knows it well.
"Mo Qinghai, haven't you always taken our sect seriously? Haven't you always looked down on our sect? Have you not always felt that there is nothing we can do against you?!"
Su Han opened his mouth and his voice spread in all directions.
"Then next, just open your eyes wide and take a good look at how easy it is for this sect to kill you!"
"boom!"
As he finished speaking, Su Han waved his hand, and the storm blade that was first formed swept out with a bang.
The strength of this storm blade could not be described in words. It almost swept the entire world, shrouded in a dark cloud, and came directly in front of Mo Qinghai and others.
"Zhan Qinglian Sword Song!"
Mo Qinghai and others' pupils shrank, and they immediately spoke. Behind each of them, nine long swords appeared.
When the nine long swords appeared, they immediately danced and formed a huge circle, with runes emerging from the circle and blasting towards the storm blade.
The Sword Immortal Tomb was originally born for swords. Without Su Han, it can be said to be the sect with the deepest research on swords in the entire Longwu Continent.
And Yida Palace is the sect that studies the sword the most.
However, compared to the Storm Blade, the so-called Qinglian Sword Song by Mo Qinghai and others can be said to be...too fragile!
"The real Qinglian Sword Song is not performed like this by you."
Su Han smiled and danced with his palms. In the huge whirlpool of the storm blade, a sharp breath came out from the wind blades, rushing out directly from it, overwhelming the sky, and cutting towards Mo Qinghai and others.
As Su Han said, he had seen the Yaoyang Sword God perform the Qinglian Sword Song in the starry sky. That was called the real Qinglian Sword Song. Its terrifying power was still fresh in his memory even after Su Han became a disciple.
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"Boom boom boom!"
At this moment, the wind blade in the storm blade collided with the strange runes cast by Mo Qinghai and others. Almost at the moment of collision, all the so-called Qinglian Sword Song runes collapsed.
In the void, there were more and more wind blades, penetrating the void and heading straight for Mo Qinghai and others.
"What?!"
The expressions of Mo Qinghai and others changed slightly, they couldn't believe it.
They knew that this wind blade was extremely powerful, but they did not expect that it would be so strong that it would directly destroy their Qinglian Sword Song.
You must know that Qinglian Sword Song is a high-grade Holy Spirit-level dragon skill, and it is the specialty of the senior officials of Sword Immortal Tomb. It has the power of combined attack. If four of them are using it now, the power is completely different from that of one person.
But even so, it was still broken easily!
Su Han could only sneer at their shocked looks. How could this so-called dragon skill compare to his own forbidden spell?
Magicians and martial arts are not at the same level at all. Forbidden spells are the highest combat skills of magicians, but this Holy Spirit-level high-grade dragon skill is only a skill on the abandoned planet of Longwu Continent. The two are not the same.
And Yu, there is simply no way to compete.
"cut!"
Su Han's eyes flashed, and the thousands of wind blades suddenly dispersed at this moment. The huge size of the storm blades was directly divided into four, along the center of Mo Qinghai and Ye Huan.
The gap is directly isolated!
In just an instant, Su Han broke the combined attack technique of Mo Qinghai and the others, making it impossible for them to be together at all.
Their only way is to forcefully rush through the storm blade, but... isn't this looking for death?
After the storm blade isolated them, Su Han's eyes flashed, his palm stretched out again, and he patted forward.
With this shot, the space suddenly exploded. The huge flame demon, whose whole body was filled with flames, turned into nothingness wherever it went. It immediately roared and headed straight for the old man among them.
"boom!"
His fist struck forward, as if coming from the horizon, but the speed was extremely fast. In the eyes of the old man, it was almost as if the fist of the Balrog had already arrived in front of him at the moment when the Balrog was swinging his fist.
At this speed, the old man was not even expected to react!
"Royal Heavenly Armor!!"
The old man roared, and a layer of milky white light appeared all over his body, which was obviously Holy Spirit-level defensive equipment.
"boom!!!"
At the moment when the imperial armor appeared, the Balrog's fist fell on him.
"Crack!"
The sky-controlling armor made a shattering sound when it was hit by the fist. 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, retreated, and his face changed drastically!
His own clothes turned directly into nothingness under the hot temperature of that fist, and his body was about to dissipate at this moment.
At this critical moment, the old man quickly took out a golden spar and swallowed it. Su Han had seen this kind of spar many times before, and it was exactly the 100 million sacred stone!
This sacred stone, no matter who it is, will work every time it is used, resisting a fatal blow.
But this time, it was of no use.
Even though the old man had swallowed the divine stone, under the terrifying flames of his fist, his body still turned directly into nothingness, and only his soul screamed and escaped from the void.
Seeing this scene, Mo Qinghai and others were completely shocked, their faces were uncertain, and they stared at Su Han with deep fear.
"What, are you scared?"
Su Han was also staring at Mo Qinghai and said calmly: "Do you still remember the look in your eyes when you first looked at me?"
Mo Qinghai was silent, the others were also silent, and Ye Huan's figure was trembling terribly.
He finally understood that when Su Han fought with him just now, he was just playing around and did not use his full strength at all. Otherwise, if he were to deal with this old man at this moment, his soul would be annihilated in less than ten breaths!
"If you don't tell me, I'll tell you."
Su Han said slowly: "When you saw me for the first time, your eyes were indifferent and you didn't care at all. Maybe at that time, in your eyes, I was just an ant."