Chapter 15

"Cool!"

Han Yun only felt very happy in his heart.

The war Qi in his body was running rapidly, and Han Yun felt that every cell in his body was beating happily.

"Am I violent!"

Han Yun opened his eyes and whispered in his heart. When did he become a combatant!

"Han Yun, I don't care if you kill Han Kai, but you must step down from the challenge arena. Among the ten challenge arenas, there is absolutely no difficulty in winning a seed quota with your strength!"

Han Han stared at Han Yun and said with a flashing look.

"Don't mind if I kill Han Kai!"

Han Yun regained his mind from the happy feeling of war. His eyes stared at Han Han, and a sneer of ridicule arose from the corners of Han Yun's mouth.

Don't care about him?

He doesn't care when Han Yun wants him!

If it weren't for his strength, Han Han would have killed him!

"Han Han, I ask you, did you send someone to lock her up?"

Han Yun stared at Han Han with his eyes. A touch of terrible cold passed through Han Yun's eyes.

Although lian'er is just an ordinary person.

But in Han Yun's heart, it has special significance. Whether it's Han Yun in the past or Han Yun now, lian'er's position is extremely important.

"Lotus!"

Han Han frowned slightly, then looked at Han Yun strangely and asked, "what you said is your little girl!"

"That's right!"

The killing intention in Han Yun's eyes rises again.

Sure enough, it was Han Han who made lian'er look like a ghost without a ghost and a person without a person. The reason was just to find Han Yun.

"Just one girl. If you want, I can give you ten!"

Han Han looked at Han Yun and didn't care at all.

"A girl!"

Han Yun said to himself. A bloodthirsty killing intention suddenly broke out from Han Yun's body.

"She is really just a little girl, but she is my Han Yun's little girl. My Han Yun's little girl is not comparable to your dog's life. If you dare to touch her, you should be aware of death!"

In Han Yun's eyes, the killing intention is extremely terrible.

"Are you because she wants to fight with me?"

Han Han frowned into a Sichuan character. Han Han really didn't understand why a little girl had such a high position in Han Yun's heart.

"That's right!"

Han Yun did not hide anything.

"Stupid!"

Han Han's eyes are full of ridicule.

The girl is just a servant. She is the object of the master's pleasure. Let alone torture. Even if she dies, it's their honor.

"Lian'er, did you move your hand?"

Han Yun ignored Han Han and asked with cold eyes.

"That's right!"

Han Han looked colder and colder, and a terrible cold spread from Han Han.

"Very good!"

Han Yun suddenly calmed down when he heard Han Han's words.

Even the killing intention in Han Yun's eyes was restrained by Han Yun. His eyes stared at Han Han. The silence in Han Yun's eyes was like a wave of stagnant water.

"As long as you step down from the challenge arena, I Han Han can care nothing!"

Han Han looked at Han Yun and said again.

Although he has congenital vigorous Qi.

But he did not dare to do it easily. Others looked at his innate Gang Qi and envied him, but he knew that the innate Gang Qi was not refined by his own strength.

As long as he can not fight, Han Han absolutely does not want to fight with Han Yun.

"Die!"

The reply to Han Han is a cold word "death".

The sound of thunder sounded on the martial arts arena.

With Han Yun's voice, an extremely violent breath broke out from Han Yun.

"All the anger points, burst out for me!"

In Han Yun's eyes, there is only one idea.

Kill Han Han.

"Die!"

Han Han was also angry. Looking at Han Yun with great momentum, Han Han clenched his teeth and a breath of incomparable bloody terror broke out from Han Han.

A layer of bloody power spread on Han Han.

Congenital vigorous Qi - blood refining!

Blood refining, only some ancient battlefields, will be bred.

Blood is refined, and the world is stained with blood.

Blood refining, master!

"Buzzing, buzzing..."

The aura in the martial arts arena was wildly plundered by the two men.

Han Yun's sense of war is getting stronger and stronger. The golden momentum entangles Han Yun, making Han Yun look like an ancient god of war.

Similarly, Han Han's strength is also extremely terrible.

As soon as the blood was refined, the aura of heaven and earth shook up. On the audience stage, the elders of the Han family stood up one by one.

The martial arts arena was silent.

"Han Yun, I didn't want to kill you, but you wanted to die yourself. Don't blame me, Han Yun, for ignoring the feelings of Han brothers!"

Han Han's Vajra fist, with a bloody fist print and seven inch long Qi strength, condensed on Han Han's fist. The terrible breath is incomparably amazing.

Innate Qi strength.

When a warrior reaches the level of a warfighter, he can release the war Qi. The warfighter is divided into nine levels. Each level increases, the Qi strength released from his body increases by an inch.

The first-class Division can only release an inch of war gas.

The Ninth level war division can release nine inch war spirit.

Nine inches is the limit. In the warfighter realm, no one can break the nine inch limit. Only when you enter the warfighter can you make your Qi exceed nine inches.

Han Han's Qi strength has reached seven inches.

Han Han's strength is only a level 4 warfighter. According to theory, Han Han can only release four inches of Qi strength, but with the help of blood refining innate vigorous Qi, Han Han's war Qi is comparable to a level 7 warfighter.

"Hiss, hiss..."

Han Han's whole body was dyed bright red by the innate vigorous Qi contained in war Qi huff and puff and blood refining. It looked ferocious from a distance.

"Wuxian fight boxing!"

In Han Yun's eyes, there is no limit to killing.

Han Yun was angry, but Han Han's sense of crisis made Han Yun feel very calm.

"Touch!"

The golden Qi strength collided with the blood refining Qi strength, and Han Yun flew backwards in an instant.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood gushed from Han Yun's mouth.

"Lost?"

There was a sigh on the martial arts field.

In the martial arts arena, Zhang Yu quickly stood up from his seat and looked at Han Yun with his eyes. Zhang Yu looked a little flashing.

The third level division fights against the innate vigorous Qi. Is this his limit?

Han Yun must have no means when he was seriously injured with one punch!

But somehow, Zhang Yu always had a hunch that Han Yun didn't seem to reach the limit.

"Ha ha... I won!"

Han Han laughed arrogantly and stood where he was. Blood dripped from the corners of Han Han's mouth. He laughed wildly on his face and looked ferocious.

"Really lost!"

Han Zhan returned to his seat. Somehow, the stronger Han Yun was, the more depressed he was.

On the challenge arena, Han Yun lay on the ground.

"Didi..."

"Congratulations to player Han Yun. His anger value has reached 100 and he has been upgraded to level 1 Crazy warrior!"

"Warm tip: Crazy warrior needs to consume rage. Whether player Han Yun enters crazy warrior mode!"

"Enter!"

Wiping off the blood donation from the corners of his mouth, Han Yun showed a cruel smile on his face.