"Cool!"

Han Yun only felt extremely happy in his heart.

The battle qi in his body was running rapidly, and Han Yun felt every cell in his body beating with joy.

"I'm violent!"

Han Yun opened his eyes and muttered secretly in his heart, when did he become a battle maniac when did he become a good citizen!

"Han Yun, I don't care if you kill Han Kai, but you have to step out of the ring, among the ten rings, there is absolutely no difficulty in winning a seed spot with your strength!"

Han Han stared at Han Yun with both eyes, and suddenly said with a flickering expression.

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

Han Yun came back to his senses from the exuberant battle intent, his eyes stared at Han Han, and the corners of Han Yun's mouth hooked up a mocking sneer.

Don't care about him?

When does he Han Yun want him to care!

If it weren't for his strength, Han Han would have killed him a long time ago!

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

Han Yun's eyes stared at Han Han, and an incomparably terrifying cold aura swept through Han Yun's eyes.

Lian'er is just an ordinary person.

But in Han Yun's heart, it has a special meaning, whether it is Han Yun before this body, or Han Yun now, Lian'er's status is extremely important.

"Lian'er!"

Han Han frowned slightly, then glanced at Han Yun with some wonder and asked, "You're talking about your little girl!"

"That's right!"

The killing intent in Han Yun's eyes rose again.

Sure enough, it was Han Han, it was he who made Lian'er look like a ghost and not a ghost, and a person was not human, and the reason was just to find him Han Yun.

"It's just a girl, if you want, I can give you ten!"

Han Han looked at Han Yun with no concern in his eyes.

"A girl!"

Han Yun muttered to himself in his mouth, and a bloodthirsty killing intent suddenly erupted from Han Yun's body.

"She is indeed just a little girl, but she is my Han Yun's little girl, my Han Yun's little girl, but it is not comparable to your dog's life, if you dare to touch her, then you must be prepared to die!"

In Han Yun's eyes, the killing intent was extremely terrifying.

"Are you fighting me to the death because she's going to fight me to the death?"

Han Han's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, Han Han really didn't understand why a little girl had such a high status in Han Yun's heart.

"That's right!"

Han Yun didn't hide it in the slightest.

"Stupid!"

Han Han's eyes were full of mockery.

The girl is just a subordinate, the object of the master's amusement, not to mention torture, even if she is dead, it is their honor.

"Lian'er, is it your hand?"

Han Yun ignored Han Han, looked at Han Han with cold eyes and asked.

"That's right!"

Han Han's expression became colder and colder, and a terrifying cold aura spread out from Han Han's body.

"Good!"

When Han Yun heard Han Han's words, his expression suddenly became calm.

Even the killing intent in Han Yun's eyes was restrained by Han Yun, his eyes stared at Han Han, and the silence in Han Yun's eyes was like a wave of stagnant water.

"As long as you step out of the ring, I, Han Han, can not care at all!"

Han Han looked at Han Yun and said again.

Although he has a congenital temperament.

But he didn't dare to do it easily, others looked at his innate gang qi with envy, but he knew that the innate gang qi was not refined by his own strength.

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

"Die!"

What replied to Han Han was a cold word 'death'.

The sound of thunder sounded in the martial arts arena.

With Han Yun's voice, an incomparably violent aura erupted from Han Yun's body.

"All the rage points, give me an explosion!"

In Han Yun's eyes, there was only one thought.

Kill Han Han.

"Look for death!"

Han Han was also angry, looking at Han Yun who was like a rainbow, Han Han gritted his teeth, and an incomparably bloody and terrifying aura erupted from Han Han's body.

A layer of blood-colored power spread on Han Han's body.

Innate Gang Qi - Blood Refining!

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

Blood is refined, and blood stains the world.

Blood refining, main kill!

"Buzz ......"

The aura on the martial arts arena was frantically plundered by the two.

On Han Yun's body, the battle intent became stronger and stronger, and the golden energy entangled Han Yun, making Han Yun look as if he was an ancient god of war.

Similarly, the power on Han Han's body was also extremely terrifying.

As soon as the blood refining came out, the aura of heaven and earth shook, and on the audience, the elders of the Han family stood up one by one.

On the martial arts field, there was silence.

"Han Yun, I didn't want to kill you, but you actually looked for death by yourself, then don't blame me Han Yun for ignoring the brotherhood of the Han family!"

Han Han's King Kong punch was punched, a blood-colored fist print, with a seven-inch-long momentum, condensed on Han Han's fist, and the terrifying aura was even more incomparable.

The weather is strong first.

When a warrior reaches the realm of a war master, he can release his battle qi, and the battle master is divided into nine levels, and each time he rises one level, the qi released from his body will increase by one inch.

The first-level battle division can only release one inch of battle energy.

And the ninth-level battle master can release nine inches of battle qi.

Nine inches is the limit, in the realm of the war division, no one can break the limit of nine inches, only by entering the war division, can the strength exceed nine inches.

Han Han's strength actually reached seven inches.

Han Han's strength is only a fourth-level battle master, according to the theory, Han Han can only release four inches of qi, but with the help of blood refining innate qi, Han Han's battle qi is comparable to a seventh-level battle master.

"Hiss ......"

The battle qi was swallowed, and the innate qi contained in the blood refining dyed Han Han's entire body bright red, and it looked extremely hideous from a distance.

"Martial Immortal Battle Fist!"

The killing intent in Han Yun's eyes was infinite.

Although Han Yun was angry, the sense of crisis coming from Han Han's body made Han Yun's heart extremely calm.

"Bump!"

The golden qi and the blood refining qi collided, and Han Yun flew out upside down in an instant.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Han Yun's mouth.

"Lost?"

On the martial arts field, there was a sigh.

On the martial arts field, Zhang Yu quickly stood up from his seat, looking at Han Yun with his eyes, Zhang Yu's expression flickered slightly.

A third-level battle master confronts the innate gang, this is his limit?

If he is seriously injured by a punch, Han Yun must have no means!

But for some reason, Zhang Yu always had a hunch that Han Yun didn't seem to have reached the limit.

"Hahahaha...... I won!"

Han Han laughed arrogantly, standing in place, blood dripping from the corner of Han Han's mouth, laughing wildly on his face, looking extremely hideous.

"Really lost!"

Han Zhan returned to his seat, and for some reason, the stronger Han Yun became, the more depressed he became.

In the ring, Han Yun lay on the ground.

"Didi ......"

"Congratulations to the player Han Yun's rage value for reaching one hundred and upgrading to a first-level berserker!"

"Tips: Berserker needs to consume rage, whether the player Han Yun enters Berserker mode!"

"Enter!"

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