Nine Flames Sovereign

Chang Wenhua was so angry that his face turned red.    

Below the ring, Han Rou suddenly smiled. The other Han family disciples shrugged their shoulders and couldn't help but laugh.    

If they didn't know that Han Feng and Chang Wenhua were competing and only listened to Han Feng's words, they might have misunderstood their thoughts.    

Chang Wenhua's face was twisted, and the fury in his heart was rising.    

With a few banging sounds, Chang Wenhua took a few steps back. He stretched out his arms, and an icy-blue air current kept wrapping around Chang Wenhua's arms.    

"Cold Air Cannon!"    

Boom!    

An icy blue stream of air shot out like a cannonball.    

On the way, there was a thin layer of ice on the ground;    

Han Feng took a look and did not take it to heart.    

Logically speaking, Han Feng's action would make everyone nervous, but for some reason, the younger generation of Han family didn't have such a feeling. On the contrary, it would make people feel that such an attack wouldn't be able to do anything to Han Feng.    

The air current rumbled as it attacked Han Feng. Very quickly, Han Feng was enveloped by the ice-blue fog.    

Chang Wenhua grinned. " This fog is even hotter than before. I don't believe you can withstand it!"    

However, when the ice-blue fog gradually dissipated, Chang Wenhua was stunned.    

Han Feng's body did not change at all. In the depths of the ice-blue fog, there was not a drop of water on his clothes, hair, and eyebrows.    

"Impossible. . . This is impossible!" Chang Wenhua shook his head and roared.    

Han Feng mocked. "What's impossible? Your ice Qi is too weak. "    

This kind of mockery made Chang Wenhua so angry that he was about to go crazy. Chang Wenhua took a deep breath. "If I remember correctly, the mortal fire in this guy's body is similar to that of an ordinary person. Could it be because of the mortal fire?"    

Chang Wenhua's guess was indeed correct. It was the mortal fire.    

If Han Feng was also a Human Rank Two-star, he would definitely want the mortal fire to emerge from his body. Furthermore, he would need to spend a lot of effort to block Chang Wenhua's attack, so that his body wouldn't be frozen.    

Unfortunately, not only had Han Feng's True Qi cultivation reached the Mid Human Rank, his mortal fire had also reached the limit of the Medium-class. There was still a small part of it that had turned into the Blue Luan Jade Fire.    

With all these factors added together, Han Feng only needed to let a portion of the mortal fire's energy flow through his meridians to resist Chang Wenhua's ice energy. There was no need for the mortal fire to burst out from his body.    

"Ice Breaking Tail!!"    

Chang Wenhua didn't believe it. The Ice Attribute Genuine Qi in his body trembled, and an icy-blue airflow wrapped around Chang Wenhua. Finally, it turned into a ferocious monster. The monster had a slender ice-blue tail, and at the end of the tail was a sharp ice thorn.    

Suddenly, the giant monster's ice-blue tail swung out crazily.    

Chang Wenhua gritted his teeth and said, "The ice qi can't freeze you. Could it be that this attack can't defeat you?"    

But what happened next made Chang Wenhua's pupils shrink.    

Han Feng did not dodge. Instead, he raised his chest and welcomed the attack.    

The expected open wound did not appear. Instead, the ice-blue ice tail shattered with a cracking sound.    

"This. . . This is not the same level at all. " Under the arena, other than a few young people worshipping Han Feng, older people like Han Mo could always stand on the neutral side and look at problems from a neutral point of view.    

From the beginning to the end, Han Feng didn't take Chang Wenhua's attack seriously. The fact proved that Chang Wenhua's attack was like a mosquito bite to Han Feng. It didn't hurt him at all.    

This could only mean that the gap between Han Feng and Chang Wenhua was too great. The two of them were at completely different levels.    

Han Mo said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid this kid is already a Mid Four-star Human rank Human Rank. Even I'm not as strong as him. "    

Han Mo himself couldn't describe how he felt. Being surpassed by his younger cousin, who was almost six years old, was really annoying.    

Chang Wenhua looked at Han Feng. He never thought that his three attacks would be like this.    

Han Feng grinned and said. "Three attacks have passed. It's my turn to attack. "    

All of a sudden, Han Feng's expression became extremely cold. "Chang Wenhua, you have repeatedly insulted my Han family and my cousin. You even wanted to kill the people of my Han family on the Family Trials. You even killed a few elites of my Han family. Now, your retribution has come. "    

Chang Wenhua's facial expression changed dramatically. "You. . . You want to kill me? No, you can't do that!"    

The three major families were competing with each other, so naturally, there were quite a number of assassinations. However, all of them were carried out secretly, and on the surface, they still maintained a trace of harmony.    

If they were to kill each other on the surface, then the harmonious situation of the Renzhong City would be broken.    

Looking at the terrified Chang Wenhua, Han Feng sneered in his heart. He knew that since the Chang Family and the Mystic Sect had formed an alliance, the harmony on the surface would be broken sooner or later. The opportunity to break it would probably be the Mystic Sect's entrance examination on the third day.    

Anyway, it would be broken sooner or later. So what if it was brought forward?    

However, Han Feng immediately became serious and thought with a cold smile in his heart. "It's not appropriate to kill Chang Wenhua now. Killing Chang Wenhua in front of all the Martial Cultivator in the Renzhong City is the only way to establish the prestige of our family and severely slap the Mystic Sect's face. "    

The Mystic Sect had already joined forces with the Chang Family to deal with the Han family, so why would Han Feng still care about the Mystic Sect's face and seek revenge? With Yu Lao here, what was there to be afraid of!    

The strongest person in the Mystic Sect was merely a peak Twelve-star Mystic Rank, a Half-step Earth rank.    

Thinking of this, Han Feng shook his head. "Tsk tsk, don't worry. I won't kill you at this time. "    

Chang Wenhua heaved a sigh of relief, but what Han Feng said next made Chang Wenhua's facial expression change drastically. "I will make you get lost. Remember, get lost. This is the price you have to pay for provoking my Han family and hurting my cousin!"    

Han Feng emphasized the word get lost.    

Chang Wenhua shouted in disbelief, "You want me to get lost? Dream on!"    

. . .    

On the platform, Master Chang could no longer sit still. "This is too much, how can you humiliate people like this?"    

Master Chang was just about to get up when Han Yu snorted coldly. "Chang, let the young man settle the matter of the young man. We, as the elders, shouldn't interfere. As elders, we still need to have some face. "    

What he meant was, if you don't want face, then go.    

Master Chang's facial expression instantly turned ugly. He had said the same thing to the Han family, but now he had been forced back by Han Yu.    

At this moment, Ling Xuan's body suddenly moved, and he jumped down from the high platform.    

Master Chang was very happy. "Great! With Young Master Ling's help, everything will be fine. "    

Han Yu and the others cursed in their hearts.    

"Dark Shadow Raging Flame!"    

A ball of black flames spun and bombarded them.    

Han Feng lightly flicked his sleeve and the mortal fire flew towards him.    

Han Feng could feel it. This black flame was only a Martial Skill, not a Exotic Flame. It was definitely not a Medium-class mortal fire.    

A wave of flame rushed out, but Han Feng didn't move at all. On the contrary, Ling Xuan was forced to retreat. Instead of falling onto the arena, he fell to the ground.    

Ling Xuan's face turned ugly.    

Han Feng moved his feet and appeared beside Chang Wenhua. He kicked him out. "I told you to get lost, but you still got to get lost even if you don't want to!"    

"Get lost!"    

Chang Wenhua was kicked down. Han Feng clapped his hand and kicked again. He really kicked Chang Wenhua down.    

With a thud, Chang Wenhua fell heavily onto the ground.    

"You. . . " Chang Wenhua pointed at Han Feng with a pale face. He could no longer bear the humiliation of being kicked to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.    

This mouthful of blood could be said to be the blood that came out from his heart due to anger.