Nine Flames Sovereign

There were more than a hundred families in the Renzhong City. Some families had joined the Han family, and some families had joined the Hong Family and the Chang Family.    

    

The rest remained neutral.    

    

The one who appeared in front of Han Feng was a disciple of the Chang Family, his name was Chang Jufen.    

    

The rest of the people in their twenties were the people from five or six families who had been defeated by the Chang Family.    

    

These five or six families were not gathered together, but the strength of more than twenty people still gave Chang Jufen a lot of confidence.    

    

Chang Jufen smiled. "Han Feng, I know you are powerful. Otherwise, you wouldn't have let Chang Wenjun suffer a loss. But we have more than twenty people here. No matter how powerful you are, you won't be able to defeat more than twenty people. "    

    

"Besides, I think Chang Wenjun will be here soon. "    

    

"Chang Wenjun has broken through six Main Bloodlines. Do you think you can escape?"    

    

"Last time, you only relied on a sneak attack. This time. . . "    

    

Chang Jufen smiled coldly.    

    

Sneak attack? Han Feng felt disdain in his heart. It seemed like Chang Wenjun hadn't told him the truth. Chang Wenjun's sneak attack had failed, and he had suffered a great loss instead. He was afraid that he wouldn't have the face to say it out loud. He could only blame everything on Han Feng.    

    

It was no wonder that he was surrounded by over twenty Main Bloodlines that had broken through one Main Bloodline and two Main Bloodline.    

    

There were even some who were at the peak of the Early Period of Mortal Rank among these twenty people.    

    

There were so many families in Renzhong City. It was impossible for every family to have so many geniuses like the Han family, the Hong Family, and the Chang Family.    

    

For the small families in the Renzhong City, those who could break through to the Middle Period of Mortal Rank at the age of fifteen were considered the elites of their families.    

    

Facing more than twenty people, Han Feng was extremely calm. If he really was an ordinary person with four Main Bloodline and Main Bloodlines, he would definitely panic.    

    

Unfortunately, not only had he broken through to seven Main Bloodline and Martial Cultivators, he had also broken through to seven ordinary Main Bloodlines and Martial Cultivators.    

    

"Kill him!"    

    

When Chang Jufen saw that Han Feng did not panic, he could not help but fly into a rage. He immediately ordered the group of young Martial Cultivator around him to attack Han Feng.    

    

"Whoever kills Han Feng will be handsomely rewarded by young master Chang Wenjun!"    

    

Thinking of the Chang Wenjuns and Level 2 Pills in Chang Wenjun's hands, Chang Jufen was extremely excited.    

    

"Go to hell!"    

    

Han Feng's Internal Strength exploded. He didn't even use the Basic Long Fists and Basic Leg Techniques, he just threw out a violent punch.    

    

Miserable screams sounded out continuously.    

    

Many Middle Period of Mortal Rank Martial Cultivators wanted to rely on the Internal Strength to protect their bodies, but with Han Feng's current punch, one or two Main Bloodlines couldn't easily block it.    

    

S that pounced forward were sent flying again. Some of the Martial Cultivators' bones were even broken, causing them to cry out in pain.    

    

Chang Jufen's expression changed drastically, "Impossible! More than twenty of them were killed by him in an instant!"    

    

Then, Chang Jufen pointed at Han Feng and shouted, "You are not four Main Bloodline Martial Cultivators!"    

    

Han Feng curled his lips. "I never said I have four Main Bloodlines and Martial Cultivators. "    

    

Chang Jufen was speechless.    

    

Han Feng knew what Chang Jufen wanted to say. Chang Wenjun told him that Han Feng had four Main Bloodlines and Martial Cultivators.    

    

Han Feng had a mocking expression on his face. "What did Chang Wenjun say? Why do you still believe him? To tell you the truth, when Chang Wenjun was injured, I didn't attack him at all. On the contrary, it was Chang Wenjun who attacked me. "    

    

"Unfortunately, Chang Wenjun was too weak. His sneak attack didn't succeed. Instead, he was injured by my kick. "    

    

Chang Jufen was stunned. He had never thought that the previous incident would be like this.    

    

Very quickly, Chang Jufen understood the sequence of events. "Damn it. Chang Wenjun already knew that Han Feng was powerful. He never thought that I would kill Han Feng. He just wanted to use me to stall for time. No wonder Chang Wenjun was so generous. He said that I will be handsomely rewarded for killing Han Feng. I can't kill Han Feng at all!"    

    

Han Feng walked towards Chang Jufen step by step.    

    

Chang Jufen shouted, "Han Feng, don't kill me. I can lure Chang Wenjun here. "    

    

Han Feng stopped in his tracks. Chang Jufen was delighted. But in the next moment, Chang Jufen widened his eyes in fear.    

    

In a flash, Han Feng appeared in front of Chang Jufen. By the time Chang Jufen regained his senses, Han Feng had already pulled his heart out.    

    

He had used the Claw Condensation Technique.    

    

"Why?" Chang Jufen spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down unwillingly. His eyes were dim.    

    

Even if he was going to die, Chang Jufen's eyes were still filled with the desire to live.    

    

Han Feng replied softly, "Because Chang Wenjun doesn't need your guidance. He will come by himself. "    

    

He had killed Chang Jufen, and Han Feng had walked towards more than twenty people. These people cried and cried, hoping that Han Feng would spare their lives.    

    

"Han Feng, we were wrong. Please spare us. "    

    

"That's right. We were all deceived by Chang Wenjun. We deserve to die. Don't kill us. "    

    

"As long as you spare me, I promise that my family will seek refuge in the Han family. I beg you. "    

    

Han Feng's expression turned cold. "If I am not strong enough, will you let me go?"    

    

"You want to join the Han family? You are not the Family Head of your family!"    

    

"Our Han family does not need a family as weak as you. "    

    

In the end, Han Feng took the lives of more than twenty people.    

    

After the training in Jade Peak Mountain Range, Han Feng was no longer afraid of killing people.    

    

Han Feng sat cross-legged, surrounded by corpses.    

    

Not long after, a figure quickly rushed over.    

    

Han Feng stood up. "Chang Wenjun, I have been waiting for you for a long time. You are finally here. "    

    

Chang Wenjun appeared. When he saw the bloody corpses around him, his expression changed.    

    

Chang Wenjun wasn't afraid of this corpse. Given Chang Wenjun's character, many people had died in his hands, and some of them had even been tortured to death.    

    

However, they were all fighting one on one. At this moment, they suddenly saw more than twenty miserable corpses. The person he wanted to kill stood in the middle of the corpses. His smile was cold, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.    

    

Han Feng gave him the feeling that he was a god of death, a devil!    

    

Clenching his teeth, Chang Wenjun came back to his senses and cursed himself. "He's not a devil. He only has four Main Bloodline and Martial Cultivator. I'm not afraid of him. "    

    

"Han Feng, you're really bold. After killing that useless Chang Jufen, you won't run away. Instead, you will wait for me here. "    

    

"But this will save me some time. After I kill you, I will kill the remaining geniuses of Han family. I'm sure your Han family will be in great pain. " Chang Wenjun stuck out his tongue and smiled with a ferocious and evil expression.    

    

"Explosive Diamond Finger!"    

    

The sharp and fierce Internal Strength condensed on Chang Wenjun's right index and middle fingers.    

    

The majestic Internal Strength kept spinning.    

    

A sound was heard in the air.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Chang Wenjun shouted and thrust his finger at Han Feng.    

    

If this finger hit a huge rock that was as tall as a man, the entire rock would be penetrated and even split into pieces.