Nine Flames Sovereign

　　 The Six Fire Sage shook his head. It was derived from the superiority of the Yan clan bloodline, and it was not so easy to eliminate.

　　 Seeing Yan Jie and the three, the Six Fire Saints thought of who he was at the beginning.

　　 At first, how could it be that I underestimated the heroes of the world, and finally fell here.

　　 Over the years, the Six Fire Sages wanted to understand that even if his physique and bloodline were extremely high, he would not be so strong without the Yan Clan's background and resources.

　　 If you forget the abundant resources of the mainland, even if it is lower in blood, you will not necessarily lose in the high-end cultivation base, and you will also give birth to the sanctuary small perfection and even the sanctuary great perfection master.

　　 It means that there is no background of the Yan clan. Isn't there still a sanctuary small perfect strongman born in the Forgotten Continent, but the number is too scarce.

　　……

　　 The Six Fire Sage looked at Yan Jie's three people: "You are too underestimating the people outside, look at that kid." The Six Fire Sage pointed to Han Feng.

"This kid is smaller than you, but in terms of strength, he may not be weaker than you. The other party does not have any high bloodline, nor the resources that you enjoy. So, do you think you are far better than the outsiders? "

　　 was suddenly named by the six fire saints, Han Feng touched his nose, facing the three pairs of angry eyes, Han Feng was a little speechless.

　　 Yanming stood up suddenly: "Senior, I don't believe that kid is as good as the senior said. Maybe that kid is some kind of old guy with a good face. God knows how old he is."

　　 "It's possible to be 70 or 80 years old."

　　 Han Feng: "..." You are only seventy or eighty years old, I am obviously very young.

　　 The Six Fire Sage laughed angrily, staring at Yan Ming coldly, Yan Ming's voice became lower and lower, and finally lowered his head.

　　Sage of the Six Fires coldly snorted: "The power of this primordial spirit is the peak level of the sanctuary, so it's hard to see the bone age wrongly."

　　 "Seven or eighty? You can really break it."

　　 Yanming actually knew that seventy or eighty years old was too exaggerated, but to his heart, Yan Ming didn't believe that Han Feng would be so young, let alone that Han Feng would be as strong as the six-fire saints.

　　 The Six Fire Sage saw Yan Ming's dissatisfaction, not only Yan Ming, including Yan Peng Yanjie.

　　 "Well, since you don't believe it, you can go and try it yourself." The Six Fire Sage said, and he stepped back and gave up the empty space.

　　 Han Feng cursed secretly in his heart. Before, he really thought that the Holy One of the Six Fires was educating his younger generation, but now it seems that he is totally cheating him.

　　 Is this revenge on him?

　　 The six fire saints saw Han Feng's slightly ugly face, and he felt a burst of joy in his heart: "Smelly boy, let you dare to doubt this seat, how can you be worthy of this seat if you don't trouble you."

　　 Yanming really stood up as the six fire saints wanted: "Boy, can you dare to fight against the young master?" Yan Ming proudly raised his chin, and looked at Han Feng contemptuously.

　　 Behind Han Feng, Emperor Guangwu and King Yan had some guesses about the six fire saints, but they were speechless. Is this the master of Sanctuary Peak? Also too careful. The two wiped a cold sweat, but fortunately, it was Han Feng that this master pitted.

　　 Yuan Yijin did not see the conspiracy of the six fire saints, and was still cheering on the side: "Han Feng is coming soon, isn't it the ancient family? What's so great, you must teach these bastards!"

　　 I have seen the power of Han Feng, and Yuan Yijin is full of confidence in Han Feng.

　　 "Teach me? The young master wants to see, how do you guys teach?" Yan Ming's increasingly cold eyes focused on Han Feng.

　　 Han Feng: "..." Yuan Yijin clearly shouted out, why did he stare at him so hard.

　　 But...

　　 "As you wish!" Han Feng squinted slightly and said faintly.

　　 It is also a good experience to be able to fight against the younger generation of the Yan clan and to see what level the younger generation of the Yan clan will be.

　　 "Huh, the little master has one move for you!!"

　　 "Xura Juntian Cudgel!!" Yan Ming roared, and a shadow of Shura condensed behind Yan Ming, and the shadow of Shura was attached to Yan Ming, and Yan Ming seemed to have turned into a Shura!

　　 is still the king of Shura! !

　　 The horrible aura fluctuated like a wave, rushing towards the surroundings one after another.

　　 The surging evil aura is just like the essence, instantly covering Han Feng and others, endlessly oppressing!

　　 Yuan Yijin and Yan Wang's face suddenly changed.

Yuan Yijin absorbed a few drops of the Heavenly Phoenix Saint’s essence and blood, and with the help of the Heavenly Phoenix Saint’s refinement, she reached the eleven-star pinnacle level, but even so, facing such a terrifying pressure, Yuan Yijin was shocked. I felt that I was facing a terrifying and murderous Shura.

　　 Among the three, only Emperor Guangwu had little influence.

　　 Being in the center of the evil spirit like a whirlpool, Han Feng didn't have the slightest dignity, but chuckled: "Your Excellency, although you know that you look down on our'turtle turtles', you never thought you could not reach this level."

　　 "It's just a low-grade inferior sanctuary with a power of 20%, plus a sacred element of 20%, at most a dollar and a half of the top level, you want to defeat me, and it's too much to look down on me and yourself."

　　 "Skyfire combat body, condensed!!"

　　 "Aurora Cangyan, fusion!!!"

　　 "Sky Flame Universe Sword!!"

　　 More than thirty cyan flame swords floated out, and the aura of each flame sword merged together, and the coercion of its fluctuations was not weaker than Yanming!

　　 Yanming's face changed slightly, but Shura Xuying's body was open with his hands open, and a hundred-foot-long purple-gold stick came out and was held by Yanming.

　　 "Boy, be less mad!!"

　　 "Go to hell!!"

　　 Yanming yelled, and the Shura Juntian stick in his hand suddenly swung out, like a meteor star about to smash Han Feng into meat sauce and powder!

　　 "Drink!!" The Han Feng commander's flame sword flew out.

　　 rumbling! !

　　 The Flame Sword and Shura Jun's Celestial Cudgel collided, and Shura Jun's Celestial Cudgel turned into afterimages, and each swing could hit a flame sword.

　　 The combination of flame swords is extremely strong, but if it is only a single handle, it is only average. In the blink of an eye, Shura Jun's Club smashed more than a dozen flame swords under Yan Ming's swing.

　　 The demise of more than a dozen flame swords caused countless cracks in the front end of Shura Jun’s Sky Club. These dense cracks even spread to the end that Yan Ming held.

　　 When more than twenty flaming swords were smashed into ashes by Shura Jun's Celestial Club, Shura Jun's Celestial Club reached its limit.

　　 Boom boom boom...

　　 Circles of waves-like energy fluctuations and coercion rippled away, and Emperor Guangwu had taken Yuan Yijin and the others back far away.

　　 Seeing that Shura Juntian stick was about to break, Yan Ming's face was extremely ugly: "Tortoise, you completely irritated me!!"

Suddenly, a soul pressure swept out, it was Yanming’s primordial power, more than 10% of the primordial power poured into the Shura Juntian Rod, and the power of Shura Juntian Rod suddenly increased at this moment. There is even some unspeakable charm.

　　 "Don't think that only your spiritual power has changed." Han Feng sneered, and the power of the soul, which was infinitely close to 10%, also surged out and poured into the Heavenly Flame Universe Sword.

　　 Many of the flame swords that had disappeared, condensed again at this moment.

　　……

　　 The fourth more complete! !

　　 Thank you ‘n’, ‘Born in the World of Blossoms’ for the great reward! (^o^)/

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