"Boy, I don't care who you are, if you dare to provoke the majesty of my royal family today, you will have to pay the price of death!"

Xuan Mu looked at Han Yun with coldness in his eyes.

The strength of the fist became stronger and stronger, and the terrifying imperial battle qi condensed on Xuanmu's fist, stretching out a terrifying six-inch-long edge, looking extremely terrifying from a distance.

"This kid is miserable, he dares to provoke the Xuan family, the most important thing for the royal family is face!"

"This kid's personality is very much to my liking, he is upright and unruly, but it's a pity that he met the royal Xuan family, in this Jinglin country, unless it is a martial arts guild, no one dares to provoke the Xuan family!"

"This is the price of hubris!"

......

A series of discussions came.

Countless eyes fell on Han Yun's body, and looking at the imposing Xuan Mu, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.

They couldn't bear to see the next scene.

"The price of death?"

The doubts in Han Yun's eyes slowly faded, and looking at Xuan Mu, who was cold in his eyes, the corners of Han Yun's mouth slightly hooked up a weird smile.

After getting the innate Gang Qi and blood refining, it seems that he has never used it.

"Boy, dare to be distracted when fighting with my Xuanmu, you are looking for death!"

Seeing Han Yun lose his mind, Xuan Mu's eyes were full of sneers.

"Lian'er, you go upstairs first!"

Han Yun ignored Xuanmu, patted Lian'er's head, and said in a gentle tone.

"Young Master......"

Lian'er looked at Han Yun with a slight worry in her eyes.

"What, you don't believe the young master, it's just a mad dog, look at how the young master beats the dog today!"

Han Yun looked at Lian'er and said with a chuckle.

"Dog beating?"

Xuanmu's face instantly became extremely hideous.

"Die!"

With a jump, Xuanmu pounced directly towards Han Yun.

"Young Master, be careful!"

Lian'er was shocked.

"Hahaha...... Just in time!"

Han Yun gently pushed Lian'er, unfolded his body to greet him, and a blood-colored power suddenly gathered on Han Yun's fist.

"You're finally up to the challenge!"

Xuanmu's eyes were full of war.

"Hey...... When did I say I was going to duel with you, one punch is enough to deal with you!"

Han Yun looked at Xuan Mu with arrogance in his eyes.

"You ......"

Genki almost blew up!

The momentum on his body skyrocketed a few points again, and the strength on his fist reached the terrifying realm of a seventh-level warrior.

"Worthy of being a royal disciple!"

Han Yun praised slightly, this Xuanmu was comparable to the genius disciple of the Han family.

If you meet ordinary people, Xuanmu will win.

But it's a pity that Xuanmu met Han Yun.

Han Yun, who had the Martial Immortal Battle Fist and the help of the system, even Han Han fell under Han Yun's hands, let alone Xuan Mu, who was only a sixth-level battle master.

"Blood refining Gang Qi, go!"

With a punch, a blood-colored power suddenly slowly extended from Han Yun's fist.

"Boom ......"

The incomparably terrifying momentum and killing aura made everyone feel as if they had come to the ancient battlefield, and the people in the hall retreated again one by one.

"What a heavy killing intent!"

The crowd was amazed.

"Hey......

Han Yun raised his head, a pair of cold eyes, I don't know when they turned bloody, and an incomparably bloodthirsty thought erupted from Han Yun's body.

"It's ......"

Xuanmu seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Don't come here, I'll throw in the towel!"

"It's late!"

Han Yun's death-like voice came, and a collision came, only to see a figure fly out upside down, and the void was sprinkled with blood.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spit out from Xuan Mu's mouth, and Xuan Mu looked at Han Yun with a shocked face.

"How is this possible?"

Looking at Han Yun, Xuan Mu's eyes were full of panic.

Innate Gang Qi, the power used by Han Yun is the Innate Gang Qi Blood Refining.

Blood refining, main killing.

This Gang Qi was conceived by killing, and when it was in Han Han's hands, it was comparable to a seventh-level battle master, not to mention that it was now in Han Yun's hands.

"Kill ......"

A terrifying bloody murderous aura burst out from Han Yun's eyes.

"No ......"

Xuanmu's face turned pale with fright.

"Young Master......"

Just as Han Yun's punch was about to land on the top of Xuan Mu's head, a worried voice suddenly came from upstairs, Han Yun's bloody eyes fluctuated slightly, and then the momentum on his body receded like a tide.

"What's going on?"

The blood in his eyes faded like a tide, and looking at Xuan Mu who fell to the ground with panicked eyes, Han Yun's brows furrowed slightly.

Just now, he seemed to have lost his will.

An incomparably violent thought invaded his sea of consciousness, if it weren't for Lian'er, Xuanmu would have become a corpse now.

"Could it be blood refining qi?"

A solemnity rose in Han Yun's eyes.

Blood refining Gang Qi does not seem to be as simple as he imagined!

"What a terrifying killing intent, who is this person?"

In the hall, a middle-aged man was the first to come back to his senses, looking at Han Yun, this person couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"This person is very raw, could it be that he came from out of town?"

"He's Han Yun!"

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came.

"What? he is Han Yun, the waste ...... of the Han family."

A look of astonishment looked at Han Yun.

"Han Yun!"

Xuanmu, who was lying on the ground, had an incomparably resentful light in his eyes.

"Huh......"

It was at this moment that Han Yun finally discovered the abnormality.

In the dantian, in the whirlpool of battle qi, an incomparably violent will flashed away from the whirlpool of war qi.

"It seems that the thing that just affected my will is this blood refining!"

Han Yun took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

A stream of blood qi flashed away from Han Yun's eyes.

"You want to kill me?"

Han Yun's eyes suddenly fell on Xuan Mu.

After refining the blood refining, Han Yun was very sensitive to killing intent.

"I ......"

Xuan Mu's face changed slightly, and then he said coldly: "I am a disciple of the royal family, if you dare to touch me, the royal family will definitely not let you go!"

"Threaten me?"

When Han Yun heard Xuan Mu's words, a strange smile appeared in his eyes.

He, Han Yun, when is he afraid of threats!

"If that's the case, then I want to see how your royal family won't let me go!"

With a punch, it suddenly fell on the top of Xuanmu's head.

"Stinky boy, enough is enough!"

As soon as Han Yun's punch fell, a hidden aura suddenly came, and then a deep voice fell into Han Yun's ears.

"Old man Zhang'......"

Han Yun paused slightly, and then put away his fist.

"I, Han Yun, are waiting for you at any time!"

Han Yun smiled slightly and put away his fist.

This is the Martial Arts Guild, and if Old Man Zhang speaks, Han Yun will naturally not do it again.

"Lian'er, let's go!"

Han Yun gently touched Lian'er's head, and the two of them walked towards the second floor casually, looking lazy, as if they were two people with the murderous Han Yun just now.

In the hall, there was a commotion!