Chapter 39

"Good, good!"

Han Feng looked at Han Yun and the cold in his eyes was incomparable.

Han Yun, I don't know what to do!

Stop him?

This is just a dream!

"Boy, you..."

"President Zhang, Han Yun, thank you for your care these days, but today is Han Yun's day to end with the Han family. Please let Han Yun come by himself. If Han Yun dies, please also ask President Zhang to promise Han Yun one thing!"

Han Yun walked up to Zhang Yu and bowed down.

"What's up?"

Zhang Yu's face is moving!

"If Han Yun dies in battle, please president Zhang to take in lian'er!"

Han Yun looks forward to Zhang Yu.

"That's it, hahaha..."

Zhang Yu laughed.

"President, this is..."

Han Yun's face was slightly stunned.

"Boy, lian'er is my apprentice. Who dares to bully my apprentice Zhang Yu? Even if I fight for this life, I will definitely find the field!"

Zhang Yu looked at Han Yun and said in a loud voice.

"Apprentice? You mean..."

There was a burst of ecstasy on Han Yun's face.

Lian'er became Zhang Yu's disciple, which made Han Yun the only concern in his heart and completely relieved.

Lian'er stays with Zhang Yu. This is the best result!

"Thank you, president Zhang!"

Han Yun saluted quickly.

"Well, smelly boy, you still want to think more about yourself. The move of the king of war is not so easy to block!"

Zhang Yu waved slightly and said solemnly.

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Han Yun's look suddenly coagulated, and his eyes looked at Han Feng. In Han Yun's eyes, a trace of light began to rise.

"Those who die for martial arts have no regrets!"

A few words came out of Han Yun's mouth. Han Yun turned his head and walked towards the Korean wind step by step.

The determined figure made Zhang Yu's eyes shine!

The most important thing in martial arts cultivation is will!

Martial arts, difficult!

Unusual people can't go to the top!

"If he doesn't die today, there must be a place for him in the future Xuanling continent!"

Zhang Yu secretly praised.

Terrible talent, terrible will, and that terrible state of mind!

As long as you give Han Yun time, Han Yun will definitely become an extremely terrible existence.

What Han Yun lacks most now is time!

"Are you sure you want to take my punch?"

Han Feng looked at Han Yun and a strange smile rose in his eyes.

It was foolish to take him.

What is martial arts?

Even life is gone. What martial arts do you talk about!

"Han Feng, I can take your fist, but if I catch it, you must promise me a condition?"

Han Yun looked at Han Feng and said indifferently.

"What conditions?"

Han Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Bodhi fruit!"

"Boom..."

Han Yun's voice just fell, and Han Feng's momentum suddenly soared wildly.

The king's authority, roll the seat of heaven and earth.

Han Yun seemed to feel that he had become a sail in the sea and could be destroyed at any time.

King Zhan, it's terrible.

"Hahaha... How dare you negotiate terms with me? But if you want to die by yourself, I will fulfill you. I Han Feng promise you that as long as you can catch me, I will win the Bodhi fruit and deliver it to you in person!"

"Good!"

Han Yun was overjoyed and then looked at the countless Han family disciples around him and said, "this is what Han Feng said himself. If I catch him, he will give me the Bodhi fruit. Of course, if I don't catch it, this is also my Han Yun's life. No one can find trouble with the Han family!"

Han Yun's voice rolled out.

"This boy is too big!"

On a roof in the distance, looking at Han Yun who talked with Han Feng about conditions, Qi Luo frowned slightly.

She knows Han Feng's strength best.

It's not too much to call it the first young disciple of xuantianzong!

"Dead Han Yun, I won't come to save you this time. When you die, I won't be happy!"

Qi Luo cursed Han Yun severely in her heart, but her eyes couldn't help looking at Han Yun.

He seemed to have a magical power.

Han Feng was opposite him, but the first thing she saw was him. Seeing that he wanted to fight with Han Feng, qiluo was secretly worried for some reason.

"Dead Han Yun, for the sake of saving me last time, I'll pay you back today!"

Qi Luo looked at Han Yun angrily, then spread out her body method, and walked towards Han Yun with hesitation.

"Stop me. I want to see how you can stop it?"

Han Feng's eyes turned blue in an instant.

An extremely strange force suddenly covered Han Yunlong. Han Yun only felt the war Qi all over his body, like a snail, and became very slow in an instant.

"What's going on?"

Han Yun's face changed greatly and his body couldn't move.

War gas can't work.

Looking at Han Feng, whose opposite eyes are somewhat strange and slowly walking towards him, Han Yun suddenly realized.

This was originally a game.

A bureau built by Han Feng. Han Feng's purpose is to introduce himself into the Bureau and get rid of himself without offending Zhang Yu!

"Fortunately, the supernatural power is still there, otherwise I'm afraid it will really be carried this time!"

Han Yun's mind is running fast. Looking at the approaching Han Feng, Han Yun suddenly has a sneer in his eyes.

Supernatural value, which can last for three minutes when activated.

In the next three minutes, Han Yun's combat power will increase tenfold on the basis of rage.

On the basis of rage.

Han Yunxiu is a level 4 warfighter. With Wuxian combat boxing, he is comparable to a level 7 warfighter. If the rage value breaks out completely, Han Yun's strength is comparable to the peak of the warfighter.

Ten times the battle Division peak.

Han Yun's strength has been comparable to the peak of the war division!

But these are still far from enough!

"Die!"

"The eye of the green fox!"

"Brush..."

A blue light came from the Korean cloud like lightning.

Danger, incomparable danger!

The blue light seemed very ordinary, but it gave Han Yun a feeling of extreme danger, as if he would be finished once he was shot by the light.

"Congenital Tao body, this is the power of congenital Tao body!"

Han Yun finally understood.

The eye of the green fox.

This is the green fox Taoist body. This attack is his innate magical power!

"Didi..."

"Player Han Yun is in an extremely dangerous state. If no measures are taken, player Han Yun has a 99.9% probability of death!"

"I..."

"Is there any way for me to stop this move?"

"There are thirty ways, please..."

"Give me one I can do now!"

"The system is calculating 3, 2, 1..."

"Didi..."

"The calculation is complete, and the ancient sacrifice is opening!"

"After the sacrifice is completed, deduct 3000 experience, 10 lucky points, 30 rage points and 30 achievement points..."

A prompt sound sounded in Han Yun's mind.

Forces spread wildly from Han Yun's body. Han Yun only felt as if his body was about to explode. He fought naturally under the Wuxian battle fist.

"Roar..."

A huge ghost of war appeared behind Han Yun.

"Touch!"

Fists collide with cyan light!