"Damn, damn it!"

Situ Tianzhao's complexion changed greatly, and in the dantian, suddenly a flame burst out of his body and shot directly towards Han Xiao.

Han Xiao originally thought it was Situ Tianzhao's attack, but he found that his Evil Dragon Burning Sky Wheel and Phantom Light Mirror were very excited, and he held the idea of giving it a try, and led the blue flame over.

Shout!

As soon as the blue flame entered the halo of the illusion mirror and the evil dragon burning celestial wheel, it immediately became excited, and the flames seemed to grow a little stronger!

"No! my Infernal Flame! that's mine!"

Situ Tianzhao glared at Han Xiao fiercely, "Stinky boy, you give me back my Prison Ice Flame!"

"Cut, this treasure is thrown into my arms by yourself, that is, it has nothing to do with you!" Han Xiao took back the Prison Ice Flame and the two great foundation-building magic weapons back to the dantian, and sneered: "This thing belongs to me!"

"You give me death!"

Under the rage, Situ Tianzhao's murderous aura climbed to the peak, his eyes were cracked, and he slashed out with a fierce sword.

"Pick up!"

The vitality was drumming, Situ Tianzhao's speed, defense and attack had reached a new realm, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Han Xiao in an instant, and slashed it with one palm, it was the Tiger Soul Killing Sword, this was not over, his other hand was bent and hooked, and it slashed downward.

Holding the sword in both hands, Han Xiao's long hair flew and slashed out with two heavenly swords in a row.

Bang!

Situ Tianzhao, who had lost the Flame of Prison Ice, obviously weakened a lot in his breath, but Han Xiao was full of momentum and indomitable.

Rumble!

Situ Tianzhao and Han Xiao fought against each other for dozens of moves in a row, from the beginning to the end, they were completely pressed and beaten, and they had completely fallen into disadvantage.

"Damn, hateful, damnable!"

Situ Tianzhao's Hellice Flame, which he had worked hard to refine and cultivate for hundreds of years, was plundered by Han Xiao like this, almost causing his strength to fall from the third stage to the second stage.

At this moment, he is no longer Han Xiao's opponent.

"It's time to finish!"

Han Xiao's body, red flashed, his body rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant dragon more than ten feet high.

Complete Dragon Transformation!

"Evil Dragon Blood Claw!"

In the stunned eyes of the spectators, Han Xiao grabbed it with one claw, grabbed out five terrifying blood rays, shattered the void, and swept towards Situ Tianzhao.

Burst!

Situ Tianzhao raised his sword to block, but was shocked out by the terrifying power, and the long sword broke with a "click", leaving five traces of claw marks on his chest, and a trace of blood splattered.

Han Xiaosheng!

Until Situ Tianzhao fell to the ground, the pavilion was quiet and silent.

Then, I don't know who was the first to let out a gasp of cold air, and the pavilion immediately exploded, and the discussion was noisy, and I couldn't tell who said.

"Win, Han Xiao won!"

"This time Situ Tianzhao is really lost, he lost his wife and his soldiers, not to mention losing in the hands of Han Xiao, even the strange fire that he worked so hard to cultivate was taken away!"

"Haha, you deserve it, who let him make a mistake himself!hahaha......"

Many people are gloating, this Situ Amaterasu, relying on his own strength, wants to pick up the leak and become the first, who knows that at the last moment, his Hell Ice Flame is soft and "against the water" and has become Han Xiao's treasure.

At this moment, Han Xiao couldn't help but defend the honor of being the first, and even got a treasure like the Prison Ice Flame.

As long as Han Xiao refines the Flame of Hell Ice and brings his strength closer to the level of the third stage of the limit, what is the difficulty.

"No!

Situ Tianzhao trembled, fell on the stage, and cried, this amorous son, who thought to be a personable amorous son, is now like a dead dog, just a pile of mud.

Without the Flame of Prison Ice, he was not even qualified to be called the Seven Great Princes.

"Han Xiao wins!"

Xuanyuan Zhan Tianfei came to power, carried Situ Tianzhao, and threw it in the direction of the Situ family, this time, Situ Tianzhao can be said to be defeated.

Then, in this year's Discourse Conference, there is no doubt that Han Xiao won the first place. Xuanyuan Zhantian smiled faintly.

This first does not mean that the strength is the strongest, it is just a false name obtained in the exchange of all the geniuses of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Domains.

Han Xiao naturally knew that among the seven princes, most of them had not exposed their true hole cards, and they were all waiting for the last moment.

Only when they compete for the Reckless God of War list will they show their truly strong strength.

Even Situ Amaterasu, if it weren't for the fact that Hell Ice Flame was plundered by the Evil Dragon Burning Sky Wheel and the Phantom Mirror, he wouldn't have been as easy as he was now.

"I didn't expect that the biggest winner this time was really a person from the Six Great Holy Sects!"

"Long live Master Han! ha!"

"The title of the Seven Great Princes should also be changed!"

"Yes, Situ Amaterasu doesn't need to say much, he has lost his qualifications, whether it is strength or character, he is embarrassed and thrown home. ”

"I think that the evil king must be the first, and his name is very loud, and he must be the head of the seven princes. ”

"Eh, it's not good, it's not good, the strength of the evil king is overwhelming, it should be independent, Situ Tianzhao has lost his qualifications, then Han Xiao will make up for it, and he will be the seventh son." ”

"Then it's called the Holy Sword Prince, the head of Han's sword path is unparalleled, and he can be called a sword saint!"

"Hello Ice and Fire Boy, didn't you see that his power of ice and fire is better than that of Situ Amaterasu. ”

"Anyway, in short, the eight masters born this time are called one king and seven sons!"

"Not bad......

At the end of the conference, the final term is also clear, and the name of "one king and seven sons" will surely resound in the wilderness!

……

"Han Xiao, although the Dao Conference has ended, it's still early, and I still want to learn a thing or two from you, how about it?"

The first false name, Xuanyuan Zhantian didn't care, but Han Xiao was definitely a good opponent, as early as when Han Xiao was killing all sides in the hegemony ring, Xuanyuan Zhantian was looking forward to the day when Han Xiao grew up.

When he saw Han Xiao showing the strength of the extreme third-stage level, Xuanyuan Zhantian naturally couldn't hold back and wanted to fight with Han Xiao.

This battle has nothing to do with honor. It was Xuanyuan Zhantian, a battle maniac, who couldn't hold back the fighting intent in his heart.

"Haha, I have long wanted to fight with my predecessors!" Han Xiao laughed, Xuanyuan Zhantian was a frank and unrestrained real man, and he naturally couldn't ask for it when he fought him.

"With your relationship with Xiaoyana, you don't need to call me senior anymore, let's talk about it as equals. Xuanyuan Zhantian smiled.

In sectarian circles, strength means status.

Although Han Xiao's age is far younger than Xuanyuan Zhantian, his strength has reached their level, so it doesn't matter what his age and identity are.

Han Xiao's face was embarrassed for a while, and he secretly said in his heart: The men of the Xuanyuan family, are they all so gossipy?

He even guessed that if he got acquainted with Xuanyuan Zhantian, would he find that this guy was also the same as Xuanyuan Mania, and he was actually a sullen man in his bones......

(End of chapter)