The Colosseum, for the purpose of martial arts and beast fighting entertainment, coupled with the gambling industry, I don't know how much money has been circled in Hancheng!

Almost all the warriors in Hancheng will come to the Colosseum to spend it!

The Colosseum is a vault.

It is impossible for such a vault to be without shady curtains, but these shady curtains must not reach the ears of these audiences.

Once these people hear it, I'm afraid the first one will disagree.

On the audience, there was instant chaos.

Han Yun looked at Zi Jin, his eyes sneered, he wanted to calculate him, how could it be so easy!

"It's him!"

"Click!"

The delicate jade cup in Han Feng's hand was directly crushed by Han Feng, and the fragrant tea in the cup was spilled all over the ground.

"Brother Han Feng, you are ......"

There was a slight doubt in Xuan Chi's eyes.

Han Yun lifted his cloak, and his childish appearance made Xuan Chi also slightly surprised.

At most, he will not be more than seventeen years old!

With such a talent at the age of seventeen, he will definitely not be worse than the disciples on the Son of Heaven list in the future!

But even so, Han Feng shouldn't have such a big reaction!

What about the disciples on the Son of Heaven list?

He is ranked third on the list of the Northern Heavenly Son, if it weren't for the two perverts in front of him, Han Feng would be a veritable first-day genius in the Northern Regions!

"It turns out that what my father said is true!"

Han Feng took a deep breath, and Han Zhan's words sounded in Han Feng's ears.

Han Feng didn't believe it at first, but when he saw the familiar face in the martial arts arena, the corners of Han Feng's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Seven kills in a row in the martial arts arena, which waste does he really know?

Not only Han Feng, but also Xuan Mu behind Xuan Chi, his body trembled, and the person he wanted to kill in his dreams actually appeared in front of him.

And just now he ......

He's going to recruit him!

"Kill him, you must kill him, last time he was only a second-level battle division, and now how long has it been, and he is already a fourth-level battle division!"

The killing intent in Xuanmu's eyes skyrocketed.

The terrifying killing intent suddenly alarmed Xuan Chi next to him, looking at the abnormal Han Feng and Xuan Mu, Xuan Chi frowned slightly.

"Mu'er, who the hell is he?"

Looking at Han Yun, Xuan Chi asked in a deep voice.

"He is Han Yun!"

Xuanmu's cold voice was spit out of his mouth with difficulty.

"What? he's Han Yun!"

Xuan Chi was slightly stunned, and then his face became gloomy.

He was thinking about recruiting this person just now, but who knew that he was Han Yun!

"Brother Han Feng, don't tell me he's still a waste!"

Xuan Chi looked at Han Feng and said with a sarcastic face.

When Han Feng heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed, and then he stood up directly, and a cold voice came out: "Brother Xuan, to tell you the truth, I didn't know that he was Han Yun, the third prince, and he was lost today!"

As he spoke, Han Feng's figure disappeared.

"Click!"

"Han Feng!"

Watching Han Feng leave, Xuan Chi's eyes were full of coldness.

A disciple of the Han family, at the age of seventeen, he recorded seven consecutive kills, how could he not know!

"Big brother, I don't think Han Feng sees my royal family in his eyes at all, instead of looking for him, it's better to act on his own!"

"Enough!"

Xuan Chi looked at Han Yun, and the coldness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Han Feng can not look at my royal family in his eyes, but this person must die!"

A cold voice spat out from Xuan Chi's mouth.

I'm afraid that even Han Yun didn't know that because of Han Feng, Xuan Chi actually made him murderous.

In the wings of the martial arts arena, one after another eyes began to change.

Seven kills in a row at the age of seventeen, what a talent!

"Everyone, please stay quiet!"

Just when the audience was in chaos, Zi Jin suddenly stood up with a smile, agitating the fighting spirit, and the sound reached everyone's ears.

"Less Owner......"

The old man looked at Zi Jin, and his face changed slightly.

"You go down, I'll deal with it here!"

Zi Jin glanced at the old man indifferently, and then his eyes suddenly fell on Han Yun, and a cold cold air swept through Zi Jin's eyes.

Han Yun, he is so ignorant!

"The young master is here!"

"Young owner, please give us an explanation, what the hell is going on!"

"Yes, please give us an explanation!"

......

All eyes fell on Zijin.

Looking at everyone, I saw Zijin smile slightly, then stepped forward and looked at everyone: "Today is the fault of my martial arts arena, everyone is free of admission today, and those who bet, no matter who wins, can get ten times the return of the bet, I don't know how to deal with it, what do you think?"

Looking at everyone, Zi Jin's eyes were full of kind smiles.

"This, this, this ......"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the originally crazy shouting instantly became extremely silent.

"There are so few owners who have spoken, we are willing to believe in the Colosseum!"

"I believe it too!"

......

The situation is an instant counterattack.

"Sure enough, the means are good, the wealth is big, it's just different!"

Han Yun's expression was slightly dark, Zi Jin's difficulty was much more difficult than he imagined.

"As for you!"

The terrifying eyes, with a touch of coldness, suddenly fell on Han Yun's body.

Han Yun's momentum was raised in an instant.

"If you are not satisfied with the battle arranged by my Colosseum, then my Colosseum will arrange another one for you!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun, and the coldness at the corners of her mouth became thicker and thicker.

"Elder, go and bring Seven!"

"Number Seven ......"

The old man's expression changed slightly, and then he looked at Han Yun with his eyes slightly sympathetic.

Seven, that's the treasure of the martial arts arena.

He is another strong man in the martial arts arena who has won seven consecutive kills, and originally Zijin wanted to arrange an ordinary battle for No. 7 to complete his eight consecutive kills, and then recruit this person into the Colosseum.

Who knew that he had met Han Yun's hard stubble.

On the seventh, I had to go out in advance!

"Seven!"

Han Yun muttered to himself in his mouth, looking at Zi Jin with a cold expression, Han Yun's mind slowly lifted.

The next battle, I'm afraid it won't be easy!

"Wait a minute, according to the rules of the Colosseum, this little brother's opponent should be below!"

The middle-aged man opposite Han Yun suddenly stood up.

Han Yun paused slightly.

Zi Jin's expression also hesitated slightly.

What a charm he had, that this man was willing to die for him!

"Uncle, why are you doing this?"

Han Yun looked at the middle-aged man and smiled bitterly.

"Little brother, I'll tell you the truth, my son is about the same age as you, if my son can have one percent of your talent, I will be content even if I die!"

"It's my fault this time, if it weren't for me, how would I let my little brother fall into such a situation, I've also heard of No. 7, legend has it that this person has been killed seven times in a row, and he is a seventh-level battle master!"

The middle-aged man looked at Han Yun and said with a chuckle.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Han Yun was in awe, bowed his hand slightly, and saluted the middle-aged man.

Just right, this person is the real martial artist!

"Little brother, this time it should have been my death, I don't care if my son can enter the Xuantian Sect after I die, but I also ask the little brother to inform my son when he goes out, so that he can stay away from the hustle and bustle of martial arts and find a place to live a good life!"

"Uncle!"

Han Yun was slightly startled, and when the middle-aged man spoke, he directly broke his pulse and committed suicide.

"Little brother, thank you!"

Chao Hanyun smiled slightly, and the middle-aged man's body slowly fell, and those eyes seemed to see through something!