Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

At this moment, Ci Song flashed and came to Ci Yang in an instant, threw him out, and then pulled out the meteorite sword at his waist to block Ji Han's attack.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the meteorite sword collided with the purple scale sword, and the powerful energy fluctuations spread instantly, blowing the surrounding ground into pieces.

"Brother Ning, isn't it a bit bad for you to interfere in my martial arts competition with others without permission?"

Ji Han looked cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Ci Song.

"Have you forgotten the content of our agreement? You said that you would spare the lives of the people of Daliang, but I just saw many corpses of Daliang people. What does this mean?"

Ci Song's tone was also cold.

"Those people are trash, and it's not a pity to die." Ji Han said nonchalantly, with a fanatical light flashing in his eyes.

"Then why are you still talking nonsense? There is no need for an agreement between us."

A cold light flashed in Ci Song's eyes, and the meteorite sword in his hand was shrouded in golden talent. He said coldly: "In this case, don't blame me for being rude."

As soon as the voice fell, Ci Song's figure flashed and instantly came in front of Ji Han, and slashed at his neck with a sword.

"You are just a backup I left behind. Now that I have absorbed the dragon bone, even without you, I can still kill all the geniuses in the Great Zhou Secret Realm."

Ji Han said arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain. The reason why he made a deal with Ci Song was that he was afraid that he could not absorb the power of the dragon bone, and he could not be invincible in the secret realm with only Mingjing cultivation. Now that he has absorbed the dragon bone, his cultivation has taken a big step forward, and he no longer needs Ci Song's help.

Before the voice fell, his figure disappeared directly, and Ci Song's sword cut through the air, and the sword intent burst out. The powerful sword intent instantly cracked a large area of ​​the surrounding ground.

"Ji Han, don't think that you are invincible just because you have absorbed the dragon bone. I have seen too many geniuses who are better than you. They are much better and more cultured than you. They have never been proud of their powerful strength."

Ci Song's voice echoed in the air, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the golden talent on the meteorite sword in his hand was even stronger.

"Ning Changsheng, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Ji Han's figure appeared not far from Li Meng. At this moment, his face was full of coldness, as if he was angered by what Ci Song said just now. The purple scale sword in his hand pointed at Ci Song, and his momentum instantly climbed to the peak.

A purple light vented out and condensed into a purple dragon shadow behind him. The dragon shadow looked up to the sky and howled, shaking the surrounding space a little distorted.

"This is..."

Li Meng had already supported the injured Ci Yang at this moment, and used his talent to heal him. The two looked at the staring dragon shadow with horror.

"It seems that, as I thought, this dragon bone is not the so-called five-clawed dragon, but a mirage dragon."

Ci Song looked at the mirage dragon behind Ji Han, and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. Since he stepped into the center of the secret realm, he clearly sensed a special breath on the dragon bone, which made Ci Song feel very familiar and kind.

When he saw the Zilin sword in Ji Han's hand and thought of the dragon bone's ability to make people have illusions, Ci Song thought of the mirage dragon.

And now, the mirage dragon phantom behind Ji Han made Ci Song confirm his thoughts.

"Now, the mirage dragon in Fenglinzhou has fallen, and this dragon bone, as the dragon vein of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has also been absorbed by Ji Han. It seems that the Great Zhou Dynasty has run out of luck."

Ci Song looked at Ji Han coldly, then took out the Shuihan sword from the jade pendant and put the meteorite sword into the jade pendant.

"Ji Han, today I will show you the gap between the secular world and the world of literature and Taoism."

"The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold. Once the warrior leaves, he will never come back. He explores the tiger's den and enters the dragon's palace. He looks up to the sky and exhales, and a white rainbow appears."

Ci Song holds the Shuihan sword, and endless coldness bursts out from the sword. He turns his hand and inserts the Shuihan sword into one side. Huge ice pillars break out of the ground, condense into an ice wall, and roar towards Ji Han.

Seeing this, Ji Han uses the Emperor Sword Technique. A huge dragon shadow swings around Ji Han. A powerful sword intent gushes out in front of him and collides with the ice wall.

Waves of ice waves collide with the sword intent, and the surrounding ground cracks, and huge cracks spread rapidly.

The dragon bones that lost their power on the ground also broke apart under the collision of the two and scattered all over the ground.

"Ning Changsheng, did you hide your cultivation?"

Ji Han's voice echoed in the air, and his face looked very ugly, because he found that his sword intent was swallowed by the ice wall in the collision, while the opponent's breath was very stable. Not only that, the dragon energy in his body seemed to be suppressed by Ci Song, and it could not exert its own power at all.

"What, are you scared?"

Ci Song smiled coldly, and then waved the Shuihan Sword in his hand, and ice pillars condensed and whistled towards Ji Han.

"Emperor's Sword Art-Dragon Tail!"

Ji Han shouted loudly, and the phantom of the mirage dragon behind him looked up to the sky and howled. A purple light shot out from the eyes of the phantom of the mirage dragon, and then turned into a purple lightning, colliding with the ice pillar.

"It seems that although your realm has broken through, your strength does not seem to have improved much."

Ci Song's mouth corners slightly raised, and the Shuihan Sword in his hand was swung again, and ice pillars condensed and collided with the purple lightning.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the ice pillars and lightning collided in mid-air, exploding with a powerful wave.

"You can actually block my attack?"

Ji Han's face was ugly, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. The attack he just performed was his strongest attack, powerful enough to split a mountain, but the opponent easily blocked it.

"What are you making a fuss about? I just blocked your attack. You think too highly of yourself."

Ci Song's tone was full of sarcasm. His figure flashed and appeared behind Ji Han. The Shuihan sword in his hand stabbed at Ji Han's back.

"Humph! Do you think I will be unprepared?"

Ji Han snorted coldly, and his figure flashed rapidly, dodging Ci Song's attack in an instant, and at the same time, the purple scale sword in his hand slashed at Ci Song.

"The secret method of the Great Zhou Dynasty—the advent of the dragon!"

A pressure came with the roar of dragon energy, and at the same time, Ji Han's figure flashed rapidly with the dragon energy, and finally all the dragon energy gathered on Ji Han.

Under the gaze of Ci Song and the other two, Ji Han actually merged with the phantom of the mirage dragon behind him, transforming into a huge purple dragon that was a hundred feet long, hovering in the air. As the huge dragon tail swung, powerful air currents flowed out, stirring up a lot of dust.

"Ning Changsheng, I didn't expect you to be able to use the secret method. Today, let me see how you can take my strongest attack."

Ji Han, who had transformed into a purple dragon, roared to the sky, his voice shaking the sky, and then a purple light burst out of his mouth and rushed straight into the sky.

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