【One Thousand Two Hundred and Four】Living Saint

Feeling so many eyes looking at jokes, Shi Yanhan became more and more annoyed, thinking that all this was brought about by Han Feng, Shi Yanhan's killing intent towards Han Feng couldn't stop surging.

But seeing Jin Buxiu and thinking that this is the Nine Souls Auction House, Shi Yanhan had no choice but to take the killing intent back into his stomach.

If he provokes Jin Buxiu, he is afraid that it will lead to the arrival of experts from the headquarters of the Nine Souls Auction House.

However, what Jin Buxiu didn't expect was that Han Feng opened his mouth and said, "Shrink your head tortoise? Don't worry, I won't hide in the auction house. You don't have the qualifications to let me hide."

This sentence gave everyone the feeling of arrogance, and many people felt that Han Feng was a fool.

Behind Shi Yanhan is Saint Liguang. This time he came to compete for the blood of Ziyan Sirius. Maybe it was the order of Saint Liguang behind his back. Now that the blood of the Ziyan Heavenly Wolf has not been auctioned off, how could the Saint Liguang let someone go easily?

Jin Buxiu said in astonishment: "This friend, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Han Feng: "Senior Jin's kindness is accepted by the younger generation, but the younger generation can't stay in the auction house all the time."

"This..." Jin Buxiu sighed, "Since this is the case, the old man can only wish his friends good luck."

Shi Yanhan laughed: "Boy, I can't help you if you don't come out. If you come out..." Shi Yan smiled coldly and left the private room first, obviously planning to wait for the rabbit outside the auction house.

Han Feng glanced at Wang Yan and Wang Lie, who had not yet broken through, and called the waitress, "I'll come as soon as I go, and I'll take care of these two children first."

"Yes!" The waitress bowed her head and agreed.

Han Feng knew that Shi Yanhan represented Saint Liguang, and maybe Saint Liguang was also rushing towards here, and a conflict was unavoidable. If it is unavoidable, then solve it directly.

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outside the auction house.

When Han Feng walked out, many eyes fell on Han Feng, and these eyes were full of astonishment.

"Good...so young!"

"Is this guy who doesn't take Shi Yanhan in his eyes?"

"How about being young, to be able to enter the fourth floor, at least in the late stage of the Great Sanctuary,

In the late stage of the Great Sanctuary, the origin of this guy is not simple. Shi Yanhan may have really kicked the iron plate. "

Shi Yanhan's expression also changed, but when he thought that Saint Liguang had been promoted to the peak of the sanctuary, Shi Yanhan regained his confidence.

The Sanctuary Peak is the first-class powerhouse in the North Central Sea. Ordinary people dare not provoke it easily, even if this guy has an extraordinary origin? He has the title of the peak of the Sanctuary behind him, so what is there to fear.

"Boy, hand over the blood of Ziyan Sirius, I can pretend that this incident has never happened today." Shi Yanhan put his hands behind his back and looked directly at Han Feng.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to make a move, make a move. Since the blood of Ziyan Tianlang has already been in my hands, it is impossible to hand it over."

"The mad boy, it's just the early days of the Eighth Heaven of the Great Sanctuary." Shi Yanhan's face slammed, and the surging Saint Yuan rushed out like a tornado.

"The big tablet cracks the hand!"

Sheng Yuan surged, turned into a giant palm, and slammed it towards Han Feng.

All the warriors who were horrified retreated with the cold air. Until this time, some warriors who were still watching Shi Yanhan's jokes discovered that Shi Yanhan had already stepped into the Nine Heavens of the Great Sanctuary!

How is this possible? It was only in the early stage of the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Great Sanctuary more than ten years ago.

If things go on like this, isn't Shi Yanhan expected to become the pinnacle of the Sanctuary in the future?

Some of the warriors who were laughing at Shi Yanhan before all shut up. The Sanctuary Peak and the Great Sanctuary are two levels. They dare to laugh at Shi Yanhan, who is still the Great Sanctuary, but if Shi Yanhan has stepped into the Sanctuary Peak, then... …

"Humph!" Shi Yanhan's palm does contain a terrifying majesty. The power of this palm has vaguely exceeded the limit of the Great Sanctuary, but Han Feng just snorted.

"Holy Flame Emperor Fist!" The terrifying flames shot up into the sky and turned into a phantom of the emperor.

The emperor's huge flame fist swung out suddenly, rushing towards the giant palm in the sky like a shooting star.

Boom!

Like two dazzling stars colliding together, the heart-pounding aftermath of energy suddenly spread around, and the space shook.

"I didn't expect that the sanctuary's unique knowledge that your kid displayed is not low. Unfortunately, you only have the cultivation base of the eighth stage." Shi Yanhan smiled disdainfully.

It is true that his large tablet cracking hand can only be regarded as middle-class in the middle-grade sanctuary, and it is not comparable to the top of the Holy Flame Emperor Fist, but the gap in cultivation is enough to make up for this deficiency, and even surpass it!

"Broken!" Shi Yanhan shouted loudly, and the giant palm gradually pressed down the flaming giant fist, as if it could smash the giant fist into pieces at any time.

Everyone can see that the current situation is extremely unfavorable for Han Feng.

Everyone looked at Han Feng's face, but found that Han Feng's face did not change much, even if he fell into the disadvantage now, he was still indifferent.

At this moment, Han Feng made a move.

The silver-white flame bloomed like a lotus flower, and as soon as the flame came out, the space made a 'chichi' sound, as if it could not bear such a flame.

The temperature of the space rose suddenly, and the expressions of some warriors who were also fire attribute changed greatly. They were horrified to find that the fire-attribute Saint Yuan in their bodies trembled.

"This... This is the high-grade holy fire." A warrior said with difficulty.

Only the high-grade holy fire will have such an impact on their sanctuary and the great sanctuary.

High-grade holy fire, generally speaking, it is the flame that only the peak of the holy realm can master.

This is as if a three-year-old child picked up a large sword that weighed hundreds of pounds, making people feel incredible.

"Rong!" Han Feng faintly spit out a word, and the silver-white flame instantly merged into the phantom of the flame emperor in the sky. The Flame Emperor roared suddenly, with more majesty.

The high-grade holy fire is integrated into the holy flame emperor fist, even if the fit between the two sides is not too high, the power of this punch is infinitely close to that of the slightly weaker high-grade and low-grade sacred arts.

The huge flame fist suddenly increased a lot, as if from a marble to the size of a ping-pong ball in an instant, increasing countless times.

At the same time as the increase in size, the giant flame fist continued to rotate, like a vortex, it directly swallowed the giant palm. Under Shi Yanhan's unbelievable and shocking gaze, the Emperor Fist of the Holy Flame finally swallowed the large tablet cracking hand.

"No...it's impossible...I don't believe it." Shi Yanhan roared loudly.

The flaming giant fist ignored Shi Yanhan's roar and unwillingness. After swallowing the large tablet cracking hand, the flaming giant fist slammed into Shi Yanhan unabated.

"Not good!" Shi Yanhan was terrified and hurriedly retreated, but the Emperor Fist's offensive was chasing after him. The two sides had not made direct contact. The terrifying temperature made Shi Yanhan sweat profusely, as if he had just walked out of the river jumped out.

Shi Yanhan could sense the horror contained in the giant flame fist behind him, like a beast that devoured people. Shi Yanhan knew that once he was swallowed into it, he would definitely die!

"Destroy!" Suddenly, a shocking gloomy voice sounded in the sky, and the giant flame fist seemed to be pinched by something invisible, unable to move at all.

The flaming giant fist gradually shrank, and finally it was directly crushed into ashes.

Han Feng stared at the sky. I don't know when, a middle-aged man appeared in the sky, his eyes full of evil spirits.

"Saint Liguang!" Some warriors also saw the middle-aged man and cried out in horror.

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The third one!