Han Ji is the most powerful enemy Lu Fengyun has encountered so far.

Because of Lu Fengyun's strength, no matter who he is, he can always kill with one blow, but for this person...

But he could feel a sense of pressure that was evenly matched!

This pressure made his blood boil.

That is a signal of a fight!

The sword Wusheng is his strongest joint move at present.

It can even be compared with the five earthly spirits!

This time, the cold machine will inevitably bleed heavily... or even...

Fall!

The sword energy ran away wildly.

The Huanghuang energy broke through the Han Ji's protective aura and bombarded his body hard.

"Hahaha……

"The Emperor of the World? Very good, your strength has not disappointed me.

"You deserve to be my opponent!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

A series of explosions sounded.

Han Ji slowly laughed.

There was a hint of appreciation in his eyes!

His body collapsed piece by piece, splashed everywhere, falling into smoke!

Lu Fengyun raised his eyes: "In the novel, the villain always wants to say last words. The ordinary little villain does not give him this opportunity, but you are different, so you can say last words and you can give him the final sense of existence."

Han Ji said calmly: "Then I look forward to seeing you again in the future, the Human Emperor in the Human World."

Lu Fengyun said calmly: "You are too optimistic, there is only one final result, that is, you are separated from this sect by Yin and Yang!"

As his last words fell.

Han Ji's body completely collapsed, turned into flying smoke and completely disappeared.

"His Majesty!"

The face of the god general Luo Ye changed slightly.

After he shouted, he immediately wanted to escape.

"Be a loyal minister and general, and leave your majesty to accompany you!"

Murong Jingmeng said, Tianming fan flew out like a dagger.

Puff!

The white bone fan entered the back of Luo Ye's head and came out from his forehead, splashing brain matter and blood.

And the fan of the sky darkness has not yet been stained!

Luo Ye fell down.

Murong Jingmeng's eyes were cold, his thoughts moved slightly, and the fan turned around in his hand in the dawn.

"Win!"

"We have defeated the God King!"

"The dragons in the Divine Army have no heads, they won't live long!"

"Hurry, destroy them!"

The fall of the cold machine instantly gave the human race a hundred times more confidence.

Everyone tried harder to kill the Western God Army like they were injected with chicken blood.

The Western God Army fled in a panic.

"Brother Lu, Master Qing admits that you are indeed the indisputable strongest man in the world! The real human emperor!"

Qingzhu walked over and patted Lu Fengyun on the shoulder.

There was still blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Not far away.

Murong Jingyu wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, stared at Lu Fengyun, and nodded secretly.

He said to Wenqu: "I also admit that the emperor's sister has a good vision."

Wenqu said: "Shen Lord Linhong is here soon?"

Lu Cun said: "Let Lin Hong take a break. The hope is slim, and now there is no chance."

Wenqu sang: "It's over, wait for Lin Hong, Tianlang and the others to come. Isn't this the rhythm of fighting..."

Murong Jingyu frowned: "What did you say? Tianlang? They? Wenqu, tell me, what do these people want to do? Are they thinking about the emperor's sister?"

Wenqu's eyes widened.

It's over...

I accidentally let it go...

Lu Cun said with slightest voice: "Don't Your Majesty know the popularity of Your Highness Mengjun in the sky? She is a goddess loved by countless people, and naturally, it also includes the God and several domain masters."

Murong Jingyu felt a headache in his head.

As the saying goes, rabbits don’t eat grass beside their nests. If these guys think about the emperor’s sister, he must teach them a lesson!

On the other side.

"Brother Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Jingmeng saw Lu Fengyun killing Han Ji, but she couldn't help but ask.

Lu Fengyun stared at Han Ji who was flying ashes, frowned slightly, as if he was trapped in some kind of memory.

wrong!

After killing Han Ji, I always feel that something is wrong.

It seems like something is missing...

What is it?

Lu Fengyun was trapped in the recollection of hard work.

"This cold machine is fake!"

Sudden!

His words were astonishing.

Everyone was shocked. How could it be fake?

You should know how many of them represent the strongest people in the world!

If they are fighting against fake ones, then how powerful is the real Han Ji!

Mo Yi frowned: "Brother Lu, what do you mean?"

Lu Fengyun's eyes were dark and dark: "At the time of the battle, this sect discovered a small detail, which was this detail that was easily overlooked, which made this sect decide that he was fake!

"At that time, our sect and Jingmeng used the yin and yang shadows, and with your help, the body of Han's body became a little hollow!

"Now, if you think about it carefully, normal people will never lose their body for no reason. So, who will be so abnormal?"

He turned his eyes to everyone.

Wenqudao: "Soul Body?"

Lu Cun said: "Thoughts?"

Qingzhu said: "Twins."

"It's a clone."

Murong Jingmeng said calmly.

Lu Fengyun nodded, "No, it's just a clone!"

Murong Jingyu closed his eyebrows: "I have fought with Han Ji several times in Tianwai Tian. If it were a clone... But today's Han Ji and yesterday's Han Ji have not reduced the energy at all!"

Wenqu murmured to himself: "Is Han Ji really powerful to such a terrifying level?"
To be continued...