"You ......"

Qi Xuan looked angry.

Han Yun, not only did he not take his Xuantian Sect in his eyes, but I am afraid that he didn't even put him in his eyes.

"Young man, the world is bigger than you think, don't be overconfident!"

Looking at Han Yun, Qi Xuan said coldly.

"Don't be overconfident?"

Han Yun muttered to himself, then suddenly turned his head, looked at Qi Xuan and said coldly:

"Old guy, my Han Yun's patience is limited, if it weren't for Qiluo's face, I, Han Yun, would have destroyed your Xuantian Sect a long time ago, a defective War Emperor is a joke in my Han Yun's eyes!"

"Arrogance!"

Qi Xuan was really angry.

Han Yun's words made Qi Xuan extremely angry, even the War Emperor of the Seven Star Sect did not dare to talk to him like this.

"Boy, for the sake of Han Laoqi's face, I don't care, but the next time the old man hears your words, don't blame the old man for being polite!"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Qi Xuan said with a cold face.

"For grandpa's sake, old guy, when did I, Han Yun, want you to see other people's faces, but you don't agree, then I, Han Yun, will let you agree!"

Han Yun sneered.

Then he suddenly punched and attacked Qi Xuan's chest directly.

"Martial Immortal Battle Fist Second Style!"

Han Yun let out a low snort, and the battle qi shook wildly, with Han Yun's sixth-level demon beast physique, Han Yun's punch had reached the peak realm of the Battle King.

"Presumptuous!"

Qi Xuan's eyes were cold, and he greeted Han Yun directly with a palm.

"Level 2 Berserker, give me a blast!"

Seeing Qi Xuan fighting, a sneer suddenly appeared in Han Yun's eyes, and the strength in his body skyrocketed three or four times again.

"Boom ......"

With one punch, the heavens and the earth shook.

Han Yun's Martial Immortal Battle Fist seemed to drive a piece of heaven and earth, and the crazy Chao Qixuan suppressed it.

The aura on Qi Xuan's body is also extremely terrifying.

"Boy, do you think that the peak of the War King will be able to defeat the War Emperor?"

Qi Xuan looked at Han Yun with a sneer in his eyes.

With Han Yun's Martial Immortal Battle Fist, although he was able to trigger the general trend of heaven and earth, compared to him, the real Emperor of War, he was naturally not half a star.

"Uh-huh!"

Han Yun snorted.

Qi Xuan's battle qi rushed into Han Yun's body, and was weakened by seventy percent by Han Yun's sixth-level demon beast physique, but even so, Han Yun still felt a vibration in his internal organs.

"If it weren't for the sixth-level demon beast physique, I would have been seriously injured just now!"

Han Yun took a deep breath.

The horror of the War Emperor exceeded Han Yun's expectations, and Han Yun originally thought that with his own strength, he had reached the limit of the War King.

This can't be compared to the Emperor of War.

That shouldn't be far off, but now it seems that I was thinking too much!

The difference between the War King and the War Emperor is really too far!

"Fortunately, Qi Xuan is just a defective war emperor, his divine soul is missing, his divine soul is his flaw, if you want to win him, it is not without a chance!"

A sly smile suddenly appeared in Han Yun's eyes.

"Boy, you take me too!"

"Three thousand in the clutches of the devil!"

"Buzz ......"

The aura fluctuated wildly, Qi Xuan just waved his arm slightly, and countless palm prints condensed in the void.

Endless palm prints, the crazy Korean clouds suppressed.

"Martial Immortal Battle Fist Second Style. ”

"Level 3 Berserker, give me a blast!"

Han Yun let out a low roar, and the battle qi on his body skyrocketed again, and one after another battle qi entangled Han Yun, and the momentum on Han Yun's body reached its peak.

If Kun Yi saw this scene.

Definitely will not make an appointment with Han Yun, in Xuantianya, Han Yun did not use his real strength at all, and when facing Qi Xuan, Han Yun completely let go.

"Old guy, the master is willing to accept you Xuantian Sect's mess, that is to look up to you, provoke Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will make Xuantian Sect history tomorrow!"

Han Yun shouted angrily, punched, and greeted him again.

"Boom ......"

The general trend of heaven and earth collided, and the waterfall that flowed down was directly cut off, and countless water columns rose into the sky, and the sky rained heavily.

"Bump!"

The two collided.

Han Yun felt that the battle qi was frantically invading his body, and he couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his mouth, and Qi Xuan, who was opposite Han Yun, turned slightly pale.

Looking at Han Yun, Qi Xuan's eyes were full of amazement.

"That's ...... time"

Under Han Yun's Qi Observation Technique, he finally discovered Qi Xuan's divine soul fluctuations.

A hidden attack rushed into Qi Xuan's soul like lightning, and Qi Xuan's body suddenly froze in place.

"Thunder Sword Technique—Sword Qi is like electricity!"

"Brush!"

It's too fast.

In a tenth of a second, Qi Xuan had already woken up from Han Yun's vertigo technique, but this tenth of a second was enough to decide the outcome of the battle.

"Old fellow, you've lost!"

Qi Xuan woke up and looked at Han Yun in front of him, the surprise in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and then a wry smile rose from the corner of Qi Xuan's mouth.

"I, Xuantian Sect, promise your conditions!"

"It would have been a waste of so much of my time!"

Han Yun smiled, the battle qi on his body receded, looking at Qi Xuan, whose eyes flickered, Han Yun's eyes were slightly lucky.

Qi Xuan is definitely the strongest opponent Han Yun has ever encountered.

Even if he has a sixth-level demon beast physique, even if Han Yun is a fourth-level soul warrior, Han Yun is still far away in front of Qixuan.

If Qi Xuan's soul was not defective, then it would definitely be Han Yun who fell today.

"Han Yun, although my Xuantian Sect belongs to your Han family, I hope to be able to retain my Xuantian Sect lineage......"

Looking at Han Yun, Qi Xuan said suddenly.

"Yes!"

Han Yun indifferently agreed.

"Whirring ......"

Seeing Han Yun agree, Qi Xuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, he would not watch his vein completely swallowed up by the Han family.

"Boy, why is your strength so terrifying!"

Looking at Han Yun, Qi Xuan couldn't help but exclaim.

At that moment, if he hadn't fought Han Yun head-on, he would never have believed that this was an attack made by Han Yun.

"Senior Qixuan praised it!"

Han Yun chuckled, and then said again:

"Xuantian Sect also asks Qi Xuan's seniors to be more attentive, if there are some disobedient disciples, it is better to give up if they stay, my Han family is not Xuantian Sect, don't ...... then"

The cold glint in Han Yun's eyes flickered slightly.

"Master Han, don't worry, I have already agreed, then naturally I will not break my promise, it is time for Xuantian Sect to rectify it, and in a month, I will come to the Han family in person!"

Qi Xuan looked at Han Yun and said in a deep voice.

"That's good!"

Han Yun nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, as if he remembered something, Han Yun said again: "Senior Qixuan, I don't think your soul defect is serious, the junior has some secret methods, maybe it can help Senior Qixuan recover!"

"What you said is true?"

Hearing Han Yun's words, Qi Xuan suddenly looked at Han Yun with excitement on his face.

"This ......"

Han Yun's face was slightly embarrassed, and then he said softly: "My secret method needs countless treasures, although Han Yun is a disciple of the Han family, he ...... in this resource."

"Boy, don't worry about this, I'll take you to the treasure house of Xuantian Sect in a minute, my Xuantian Sect has accumulated thousands of years, and there are naturally a lot of treasures, if Han Gongzi can help the old man recover his soul, the old man is willing to take Xuantian Sect to surrender to the Han family forever!"

Qi Xuan looked at Han Yun and said with a firm face.