Nine Flames Sovereign

　　 "Han Feng...Han Feng...Han Feng!!!"

　　 As soon as Han Feng appeared, many warriors roared loudly on the audience stage.

　　 Han Feng was happy. He also had fans in the five battles yesterday.

　　 The opponent of the Korean style is a young man between teenagers and young men. He is only about seventeen years old. Obviously, he is a relatively good family child in Xuanyuan City.

　　 "Aoki palm!"

　　 "Xuanyan Chain!"

　　 One move is divided.

　　 After the second and third games, it was the same. No human-level three-star pinnacle can hold on to the second move in Han Feng's hands.

　　 Soon, it was the fourth battle.

　　 Han Feng vs. Pan Wen.

　　Pan Wen's complexion was a lot more serious at the moment. The sleek battle of Han Feng just now made Pan Wen put away his thoughts about suspecting Han Feng's five-game winning streak.

　　 "Huh, the two people finally met. I bet Pan Wensheng, but looking at Han Feng's previous battle, this time, it is estimated that Han Feng will win." The warrior holding Pan Wen was a little frustrated.

This warrior did not see Han Feng’s battle yesterday. Everything was heard from other people, so he didn’t really believe in the strength of Han Feng. The battle between Pan Wen and Pan Wu brothers, this warrior bet on these two. personal.

　　 But now when he sees Han Feng's battle, this warrior is upset.

A martial artist next to him smiled and said, "This man, don’t have to be sad, I am very optimistic about Han Feng, can I bet on Han Feng to return the Lingshi in the future? Today, I bet all Han Feng wins, as long as he wins again. In two games, I will be able to earn more than one hundred middle and low-grade spirit stones."

Hearing this, the warrior rolled his eyes and said with some jealousy: "It's so light, maybe this kid will break through to the human rank four stars and enter the second floor. The human rank four stars are the bottom on the second floor. He can win two or three consecutive victories."

Soon, this warrior laughed again: "Even if Pan Wen will lose, Pan Wen is a warrior who has won nine consecutive victories. It will not let Han Feng win too easily. Pan Wu's strength is not weaker than Pan Wen. In the fifth game, Pan Wu might I won."

　　 "As long as Pan Wu wins, I don't count as a loss."

　　The warrior who bet Han Fengsheng did not say anything. Pan Wen and Pan Wu were indeed top-ranked three-star warriors on the first floor. Even the warrior who bet Han Fengsheng did not dare to say that Han Feng could easily win.

　　……

　　 on the arena.

　　 The referee gave an order and the battle between Han Feng and Pan Wen had begun.

　　 Pan Wen looked at Han Feng cautiously, his muscles tight.

　　 But on the contrary, Han Feng is still the same as before, standing there lazily, as if he didn't put Pan Wen in his eyes.

The anger in Pan Wen's heart gradually burned, but when Pan Wen was about to attack, he was shocked to find that Han Feng had no shortcomings at all around him. Whenever Pan Wen was ready to take action, he could feel it even when he was behind Han Feng. He was locked in by a gas machine.

　　 Han Feng stood there, no flaws, at least for Pan Wen.

　　 Pan Wen's face changed, and he circled Han Feng, his face covered with cold sweat.

　　 "It's a waste of time."

　　 "That is, if you don't compare, then give up."

　　 "Pan Wen, teach us a lesson to the new rookie."

　　 "Han Feng, we are optimistic about you, don't let us down."

　　 The warriors on the audience stage became impatient. They were watching the battle, not watching Pan Wen move back and forth.

　　 Fans of Pan Wen and Han Feng are also attacking each other and shouting.

　　 On the venue, the more the audience shouted, the greater the pressure on Pan Wen. The closer they were to Han Feng, the more Pan Wen felt that Han Feng was unfathomable. The feeling that Han Feng gave him was something that the previous human-level Samsung never had.

　　 Pan Wen was a bit unable to get off the stage. At this time, Han Feng's playful voice sounded: "Pan Wen, I am waiting for you to make a move? If I don't make another move, I will make a move."

　　 Pan Wen's face is savage: "Arrogant kid, the golden horn impact!!"

　　 Pan Wen is obviously a metallic warrior. The strong metallic infuriating energy is condensed in Pan Wen's hands, forming a golden cone. Pan Wen's whole body suddenly rises into the sky and rotates, and the golden cone makes a humming sound.

　　 Like a small tornado, Pan Wen descended from the sky, with the aura of death.

　　 "Xuanyan Chain!"

　　 Han Feng gave a faint sigh, and the nine chains revolved around Han Feng.

　　 boom...

　　 The rotating golden pointed cone collided with the mysterious flame chain, and the harsh rubbing sound suddenly sounded.

　　 The golden and red rays of light are constantly flying around.

　　 Suddenly, Han Feng's Profound Flame Chain had a tendency to rush around, the golden pointed cone stagnated, and the red light of the Profound Flame Chain was booming in the next moment, and the golden pointed cone suddenly shattered.

what……

　　 Pan Wen screamed and flew out.

　　 Next to Han Feng, nine chains twisted in the air with their teeth and claws.

　　 The next moment, these chains exploded away.

　　 "Oops!"

　　 Pan Wen finally got up and saw the scene of nine chains impacting.

　　 At the moment, Pan Wen waved his palms, and Pan Wen was covered by the golden clock.

　　 "Smash me!"

　　 Han Feng yelled coldly, and a click sound followed.

　　 Pan Wen's face changed drastically: "This is a low-level defensive martial art. I have practiced for more than a year, and I have been in the realm of great success. How could it be broken so easily? Could it be..."

　　 Pan Wen set off a stormy sea in his heart, unless the opponent's martial arts has reached the middle rank of the human rank, and it is a good middle rank of the human rank, and he has also cultivated to the Xiaocheng realm.

　　 Pan Wen's understanding of Han Feng is extremely jealous at this moment, how old he is.

　　 But when it was not when I was thinking about it, Pan Wen immediately took out the meteor hammer and smashed it down.

　　 Boom...

　　 The red air mass bombarded out, like ripples, continuously spreading around.

　　 The huge impact is constantly acting on the mysterious flame chain and meteor hammer.

Han Feng felt the impact force transmitted to him by the mysterious flame chain, and he frowned. With a move of his wrist, the impact force dissipated. The impact force was strong, but it was transmitted from the tip of the chain to Han Feng's hands. There was not much, Han The wind can easily remove these impacts.

　　Pan Wen was not so lucky, the impact spread to Pan Wen's hand along the meteor hammer, Pan Wen's hands were numb, almost unable to hold the meteor hammer.

　　 Looking at the meteor hammer again, there were already a few cracks where it collided with the mysterious flame chain.

　　 Pan Wen could not help but curse secretly in his heart: "Inferior inferior spirit weapon, it really is garbage."

　　According to the general situation, the medium-low-grade spirit weapon is the most suitable spirit weapon for the early human-level warriors.

　　 A trace of impatience flashed through Han Feng's eyes. Han Feng had already seen that Pan Wen had indeed reached his limit, and it would be a waste of time to tease him.

　　 On the basis of the nine chains, three more chains emerge, totaling twelve chains.

　　 The twelve chains were hugged into a group and swept out with the momentum of thunder.

"Meteor hammer!"

　　 Pan Wen horrified: "Damn, this kid didn't use all his strength before!"

　　Han Feng’s combat power ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ greatly shocked Pan Wen. Such power is a bully in the first battle.

　　 Click, click, click...

　　 The crisp sound continued to sound. Under the attack of the twelve chains, the meteor hammer in Pan Wen's hand was finally completely broken and became a complete waste product.

　　 Twelve chains passed through Pan Wen's body and limbs, blood dripping, and screams resounded throughout the arena, and the warriors on the audience stage were horrified.

For Pan Wen, Han Feng has already learned some things. This Pan Wen has done a lot of bad things for Fu Daniel, and there are many people who have been beaten and disabled by Pan Wen. Of course, Han Feng is not a cruel person, but If he provoked Han Feng, Han Feng would not be merciful, especially if the person himself is not a good person.

　　 The referee didn't say anything about Pan Wen's tragic situation. There have been too many such things, and the referee has already become numb.

　　 "In the fourth battle, Han Feng won."

　　 "The next fifth battle, Han Feng will fight Pan Wu!"

　　 "I... I abstained."

Pan Wu shuddered when he saw his brother's end. When he heard that it was his turn to fight, he immediately lost the courage to fight and called to abstain. Then he went to the court and hugged his brother carefully and immediately rushed out. , Looking for a therapist.

The audience was silent this time, without booing or disdain. The audience were all warriors. Even if they were not strong enough, their eyesight was not bad. Many audiences could see that Han Feng and Pan Wen's combat power , Is no longer on the same level.

　　 So far, Han Feng won ten consecutive victories on the third day after entering the Xuanyuan Arena.