"Please, kill me!"

As soon as Han Yun turned around, a figure suddenly blocked in front of Han Yun.

The person who came was a middle-aged man.

I saw the middle-aged man looking at Han Yun, with a look of death in his eyes, as if Han Yun didn't kill him, but hurt him.

"You go away!"

Han Yun frowned slightly.

"Please kill me, only if you kill me, my son can enter the Xuantian Sect, if you let me go today, with my son's talent, it will be impossible to pass the test of the Xuantian Sect!"

There was a hint of bitterness in the man's eyes.

"Do you really think that if you die, your son will be able to enter the Xuantian Sect?"

Han Yun looked at the man and shouted coldly.

"What do you mean?"

The man's expression paused slightly.

"Alas......"

Han Yun sighed slightly, pitying the hearts of his parents all over the world, he really thought that if he entered the Xuantian Sect, he would be able to become a strong man!

The road of the strong, when is it arranged by others!

If you want to be strong, you can only rely on yourself.

What if you enter the Xuantian Sect? The Xuantian Sect is just a platform to become a strong person, if you really don't have that perseverance, if you don't have that talent, why do you want to enter the Xuantian Sect.

"Zijin called you over, it was clear that he was sending you to death, once I kill you, I will be able to get the title of eight kills in the Colosseum, think about it, if your son knows that you died in my hands, will he come to me for revenge in the end?"

"This ......"

The man's face darkened slightly.

Find Han Yun for revenge.

If his son had a good talent, how could he have to have such an extreme idea to enter the Xuantian Sect.

"You go, I'll take care of the matter over there!"

Han Yun nodded slightly at the man, and then walked directly towards the iron gate.

But before Han Yun walked to the iron gate, the iron gate suddenly closed with a 'bump', leaving only Han Yun and the man in the martial arts arena.

"Zijin!"

Han Yun's eyes were furious.

Zijin, this is forcing him to kill someone.

"It stands to reason that I didn't do him any good if I got the title of Eight Kills, why did he still find someone to kill me!"

Han Yun's eyes flickered, and his mind raced quickly.

"Is his purpose ......?"

Han Yun's pupils shrank, and he immediately understood.

Zijin didn't want to stop him from becoming an eight-in-a-row kill at all, but wanted to fulfill him.

"The higher you stand, the harder you fall, the few owners of the Colosseum, it's really calculating!"

Han Yun muttered to himself, and an incomparably terrifying killing intent swept through Han Yun's eyes.

Zijin wants him to stand on the pinnacle.

Then he was thrown down hard.

Han Yun instantly guessed Zijin's thoughts.

But it's a pity that Han Yun didn't completely guess Zijin's calculations.

Zijin really wanted to hold Han Yun higher and fall harder.

But Zijin's real purpose is not Han Yun.

The Colosseum, in the middle of an Accord.

The Accord is very exquisite, the interior is resplendent with gold, and two scantily dressed girls stand respectfully beside them.

And in the center of the Accord, sat two men.

Behind the two men was a young man, dressed in fine clothes and food, with a high arrogance in his eyes.

"I didn't expect there to be such a disciple in this Han Cheng, Brother Han Feng, do you know who this person is?"

There is a person on the left, who is dressed in brocade and luxurious, and when he speaks, he has a royal coercion.

This person is none other than the Xuan Chi of the royal family.

And the person next to Xuan Chi is the first day disciple of the Han family, Han Feng.

"The aura on this person's body is restrained, although he exudes the cultivation of a fourth-level battle master, but the real cultivation is uncertain, he hasn't returned to Hancheng for a few years, could it be that his family has produced a genius disciple?"

Han Feng looked at Han Yun with a slight doubt in his eyes.

"Even you don't know?"

The interest on Xuan Chi's face intensified.

"Fourth-level battle master, and it is located in my Jinglin Kingdom, of course this should be used by my royal family, Mu'er, you will meet him later and pull him into my royal family!"

"Yes!"

Xuanmu hurriedly agreed.

"Mu'er, I heard that you were injured by a disciple of the Han family, tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Xuan Chi looked at Han Yun, as if he remembered something, and suddenly asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Big brother, you must kill this person, this person not only humiliates me, but also humiliates my royal Xuan family, saying that my royal Xuan family has no one, they are all some waste rice buckets!"

Xuan Mu looked at Xuan Chi and said with a vicious face.

"Who is this person?"

Xuan Chi's brows furrowed slightly.

"It's Han Yun, a disciple of the Han family!"

Xuanmu said through gritted teeth.

"Han Yun!"

Han Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

"Brother Han Feng, do you know this person?"

Xuan Chi looked at Han Feng and asked in a deep voice.

"This person is a waste of my Han family, he hasn't even reached the level of a war disciple after cultivating for more than ten years, it can't be him!"

Han Feng shook his head slightly and said.

"Not even a warrior?"

A hint of anger rose in Xuan Chi's eyes.

Han Feng's words, doesn't it mean that his royal family can't even beat a piece of waste!

"Xuanmu, if you find out this person for me, dare to humiliate my royal family, I will make him pay the price!"

Xuan Chi looked at Han Feng and shouted coldly.

"Yes, big brother!"

Xuanmu's face was overjoyed.

Seeing Xuanmu leaving, Han Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and then his eyes fell on the figure in the martial arts arena, and Han Feng's eyes fluctuated slightly.

This figure seems to be somewhat familiar!

Equally.

Among the countless Accords of the Colosseum.

One by one, strange young disciples appeared, and their arrogant eyes were all focused on Han Yun.

Zi Jin guessed right, these people can't stand it!

Young and vigorous, who would want to be suppressed by others!

"Thank you for reminding me, but there are rules in the martial arts arena first, and only one of the people who enters the martial arts arena dies, and the other can go out of the martial arts arena!"

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

Now, he's figured it out.

If you don't have the corresponding ability, what if you go to Xuantian Sect?

"The rules of the martial arts arena?"

Han Yun's eyes showed a slight hint of coldness.

He had no intention of tearing his face with the Colosseum, but Zi Jin calculated in every possible way, if this was the case, why did he care so much!

What about the rules?

What he Han Yun didn't want to do, no one could force it!

"Fighting ......"

"Wait......"

Before the voice fell, Han Yun suddenly agitated the battle qi and directly interrupted the voice, and the terrifying power reverberated throughout the martial arts arena!

"What's going on?"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"Two, what do you mean by that?"

A figure appeared like lightning in the upper hand of the martial arts arena, and the person who came was the subordinate next to Zi Jin, and I saw this person looking at Han Yun, his eyes were full of coldness.

"What do you mean?"

Han Yun sneered, and then lifted the cloak on his head.

"You have to ask, what does your master mean? Just buy someone to kill me, is this the rule of the martial arts arena?"

Han Yun looked at the old man, his eyes were imposing.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The old man's face changed in an instant.

"Buying someone to kill him, what's going on? Is there still a shady scene in the martial arts arena?"

"No wonder I buy and lose every time, it turns out that there is a shady scene!"

"The person in charge comes out and gives me an explanation!"

......

Before Han Yun could make a move, the entire audience instantly boiled.