Nine Flames Sovereign

Han Feng lazily said: "Very comfortable, come again!"

Chang Wenhua flushed with anger.

Flutter...

Under the ring, Han Rou burst into laughter, and the other Han children shrugged, and finally couldn't help laughing too.

If you didn't know that Han Feng and Chang Wenhua were in a competition, just listen to Han Feng, and you might have been crooked.

Chang Wenhua's face was distorted, and the anger in his heart rose.

With a few swipes, Chang Wenhua backed away, arms stretched out, and the icy blue air flow kept wrapping around Chang Wenhua's arms.

"Air-conditioning cannon!!"

Boom...

The icy blue air current, like a cannonball, bombarded out.

Along the way, a thin layer of ice formed on the ground;

Han Feng glanced, but still didn't pay attention.

It stands to reason that Han Feng's actions should make everyone nervous, but somehow, the younger generation of the Han family did not feel that way at all. Instead, they vowed to think that such an attack would definitely not help Han Feng. .

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The air current bombarded Han Feng, and soon, Han Feng was enveloped in icy blue mist.

Chang Wenhua grinned: "This kind of mist is even cooler than before. I don't believe you can resist it!"

But when the icy blue mist gradually dissipated, Chang Wenhua was stunned.

Han Feng's body did not change a bit. In the deep icy blue mist, there were not even a single drop of water on his clothes, hair and eyebrows.

"Impossible...It's impossible!" Chang Wenhua shook his head and shouted.

Han Feng mocked: "What's impossible, your cold air is too bad."

This kind of ridicule made Chang Wenhua go crazy. Chang Wenhua took a few breaths and groaned coldly in his heart: "If I remember correctly, this guy, the ordinary fire in his body is roughly comparable to the middle-class, is it ordinary fire? the reason?"

Chang Wenhua's guess is indeed correct, it is indeed common.

If Han Feng was also a human-level two-star, he would have to take the common fire out of his body, and it would take a lot of effort to resist Chang Wenhua's attack, so that his body would not be frozen.

It's a pity that Han Feng has not only reached the middle stage of the eight-star human rank in his true qi cultivation, Fanhuo has also reached the middle-rank limit, and a small part of it has been transformed into a green luan jade fire.

All these superimposed together, resulting in Han Feng only need to let a small part of the ordinary fire energy flow along the meridian, it is enough to resist Chang Wenhua's ice energy, there is no need to explode the ordinary fire from the body.

"Icebreaker tail!!"

Chang Wenhua didn't believe in evil. The ice attribute in his body was infuriating. The icy blue air flow entangled Chang Wenhua, and finally formed a hideous monster. The monster had a slender icy blue tail with sharp ice thorns at the end of the tail.

Suddenly, the icy blue tail of the monster flung out wildly.

Chang Wenhua gritted his teeth: "Ice air can't freeze you, is it possible that this attack can't knock you back?"

But the follow-up development made Chang Wenhua's pupils shrink.

I saw that Han Feng didn't dodge, but instead held his chest up and greeted him like this.

The imaginary cracked belly did not appear, but the ice blue tail of the ice, accompanied by a crackling sound, shattered.

"This...this is not a level at all." Under the ring, except for a small number of younger generations who admire Han Feng, older people like Han Mo can always look at the problem from a neutral perspective.

From beginning to end, Han Feng didn't take Chang Wenhua's attack at all in his mind. In fact, it proved that Chang Wenhua's attack was like being bitten by a mosquito to Han Feng, with no harm at all.

This can only show that the gap between Han Feng and Chang Wenhua is too great, and the levels of the two are completely different.

Han Mo smiled bitterly: "This kid, I am afraid that he is already a human-level four-star mid-human-level strong, even me, it is probably not as good as me."

Han Mo himself couldn't say what it felt like, being surpassed by his nearly six-year-old cousin, this feeling... it was so... painful.

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Chang Wenhua stared at Han Feng blankly, and never expected that his three attacks would turn out to be such a situation.

Han Feng grinned: "Three tricks are over, it's time for me to do it."

Suddenly, Han Feng's face was cold: "Chang Wenhua, you have repeatedly insulted my Han family and my cousin cousin, and you have a murderous intention to my Han family in the family trial, and even killed a few of me. The elites of the Han family, now, your retribution is coming."

Chang Wenhua's face changed drastically: "You...you want to kill me? No, you can't do this!"

The three families competed with each other, and naturally they did not assassinate each other, but only secretly, there was still a trace of harmony on the bright side.

If you kill each other on the bright side, the harmony of the whole city will be broken.

Looking at the fearful Chang Wenhua, Han Feng sneered in his heart. Han Feng knew that since Chang's family and Xuan Mingzong were indeed united, then this superficial harmony would be broken sooner or later. The opportunity to break is estimated to be two days later, third Xuanmingzong's disciple of the day was assessed.

Anyway, it will be broken sooner or later, so what if it is early?

But then Han Feng's eyes condensed, and he sneered in his heart: "It is indeed not suitable to kill Chang Wenhua, and kill Chang Wenhua in front of the many warriors in Renzhongcheng. This will give the family power and slap in the face. The face of Xuan Mingzong."

Xuan Mingzong is about to unite with the Chang family to deal with the Han family. Where can Han Feng worry about Xuan Mingzong's face and get revenge? You are always there, what are you afraid of!

Xuan Mingzong's strongest is only the twelve-star pinnacle of the Xuan Rank, half a step.

Thinking of this, Han Feng shook his head: "Tsk tsk, rest assured, I won't kill you at this time."

Chang Wenhua breathed a sigh of relief, but Han Feng's next words really changed Chang Wenhua's face: "I will let you roll down, remember, it's roll down, this is how you keep provoking me Han Home, the price of hurting my cousin!"

Han Feng emphasized the tone of the word'roll'.

Chang Wenhua roared incredulously: "Are you letting me go? I want to be beautiful!"

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On the high platform, Patriarch Chang could not sit still: "It's too much, nowhere is there such a humiliation."

Patriarch Chang was about to get up, and Han Yu coldly snorted: "For those of you surname Chang, young people should be left to deal with matters. For those of us who are elders, it is better not to intervene. As elders, we still need to have some face. Reading www.uukアnshu.com"

In other words, if you are shameless, just go.

Patriarch Chang's face was ugly. Before he used similar words to run against the Han family, but now he was run back by Han Yu.

At this time, Ling Xuan suddenly moved his body and jumped directly from the platform.

Patriarch Chang was overjoyed: "It's great, with Young Shao Ling, everything is fine."

Han Yu and others cursed secretly.

"Shadow Flames!!"

A group of black flames revolved and bombarded.

With a flick of Han Feng's sleeve robe, Fan Huo blasted away.

Han Feng sensed that this black flame was just martial arts, not a strange fire, and definitely not an opponent of the middle-grade common fire.

Boom!

A wave of flames swept out, Han Feng did not move, but Ling Xuan was retreated, not on the ring, but fell below.

Ling Xuan's face was also hard to look.

With a move, Han Feng appeared beside Chang Wenhua and kicked it out: "If you want to roll down, you have to roll off!"

"roll!"

Chang Wenhua was kicked and shot out. Han Feng slapped his palm and kicked again, which really knocked Chang Wenhua off.

With a plop, Chang Wenhua fell to the ground severely.

"You..." Chang Wenhua pointed at Han Feng with a cold face, and could no longer bear the humiliation of rolling to the ground, spouting blood, and fell limp to the ground.

This mouthful of blood can be described as the blood spurted out of the heart attack.

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