Suddenly, a shouting and scolding mixed with dissatisfaction rushed from far and near.

"With you juniors, you dare to stop the old man, even if your patriarch Yan Yaoji is here, you have to politely hand the old man a cup of tea...... Get out of the way, the old man is in a good mood today, don't worry about you......"

As soon as the voice came, a streamer of light came. Suddenly, a strong coercion filled the entire training ground. There were many disciples of the Yan family who had low cultivation, and their faces turned pale and their bodies were unstable in an instant.

What followed was the three masters of the Yan family's Mu character generation, and the three of them instantly surrounded the Xuan Ying in the middle, all with a look of resentment and helplessness.

Yan Lan's soul also trembled slightly, before he calmed down, he fixed his eyes and saw that the person who came was an old man with a black long beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and on the old man's shoulder, there was actually a young man riding on it.

"Isn't this the second elder of the Situ family, Situ Hengkong, he came here in a hurry this way, is he going to challenge again? What a stalker......" Yan Lan sighed lowly. Although Situ Hengkong didn't know him, when he was young, he had seen this old guy twice, and each time he came at such a gallop, and the purpose of each time he came was to provoke and compete.

The Yan family and the Situ family are both well-known families in Tianyijiao. The two clans are not far apart, and they have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time, and each wants to suppress the other. Although the younger generation of the Yan family has produced many talents, they have always lost more and won less in many competitions over the years.

"No wonder this old guy is so interested, and the feeling of suppressing my Yan family's head down, how much pleasure should it bring him!" Yan Lan pursed his lips, these things had been mentioned by the family many times in the admonition, and he had already heard about them very well.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yan Lan set his eyes on the young man on Situ Hengkong's shoulder. Needless to say, this teenager must be the protagonist of this competition.

I saw that the young man had a cold face that did not match his age, with light eyebrows and bright eyes, and he was born quite handsome. Although he looks like a teenager and rides on Situ's shoulders, which is quite weird, he is facing many gazes, his expression is calm and calm, and there is no sense of discomfort, which shows that his mind is excellent.

Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and this young man was not easy to match at first glance, which made him deeply interested. The excellent Yan Lan naturally has a sense of arrogance, and in the face of such an excellent peer, there was a sudden beating of fanatical fighting intent in his heart.

"Haha, I have to send someone to stop me every time, it's not that I don't know the purpose of my coming, why are you so excited. Huh, those old immortals of the Yan family, the old man came, and none of them came out to greet him, what a big shelf!" Situ flicked his sleeves in dissatisfaction, and his rough voice resounded throughout the training ground.

Yan Muxiong frowned, took a few steps forward, and said with a slight salute: "The elders of my clan are all in retreat and penance, and Senior Situ didn't say hello, and it was really unexpected that he suddenly came to the contempt clan. I don't know if Senior Situ came here this time, what advice do you have?"

After all, Situ Hengkong is a well-known elder of the Situ family, and his strength is well known, although he probably knows the purpose of his coming, Yan Muxiong still chooses to suppress his resentment, the person who comes is a guest, and he is polite.

"Quack", Situ laughed strangely, and touched the young man on his shoulder with his palm quite proudly, "This is my grandson, Situ Zhaonan, thirteen years old, is the most dazzling teenager in my Situ family at the moment." This time, I naturally want to understand the demeanor of the younger generation of the Yan family, hehe, I don't know if the old man will be in the future for many years, and whether the Yan family has produced one or two wizards who amazed the old man. ”

Situ's arrogant color was overflowing, and his sharp eyes scanned the children of the Yan family on the training ground like a falcon. After a glance, he didn't seem to find anything surprising, and immediately became even more proud.

The young men of the Yan family suddenly had a feeling that they had been stripped naked and hung out in public, knowing that this was due to Situ Hengkong forcibly spying on their cultivation realm. Many people with outstanding strength immediately operated the spirit yuan to cover the dantian so as not to be peeked into their strength.

Yan Lan's soul was keenly aware of Situ Hengkong's presumptuous behavior, and immediately secretly ran the Hongming Secret all over his body, and within the dantian, Yuan Dan was hidden, and it turned into a chaotic appearance.

At this time, on the side of the training ground, many onlookers gathered over with unkind faces.

"This old horseman is still so wild, does he really regard my Yan family as a place for him to have fun?"

"I have to say that over the years, the younger generation of our clan, the immortal wizards are indeed a little less than the Situ family. ”

"I don't know what the strength of this old horseman is on his shoulders?"

“......”

The onlookers didn't say anything, but they had to think about these doubts in their hearts.

Yan Muxiong's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Situ, there is still half a year, it is the triennial martial arts test ceremony in Tianyijiao, you know, within Tianyijiao, there are many powerful families, and your and my clan have not been among the best, why not let the young people of the two clans concentrate on cultivation and compete in the martial arts test ceremony?"

"Well, I only know how to cultivate, but I don't know how to fight, after all, it's just a trick. I said that you must be cowardly, if there is no one to fight, just admit defeat, I will leave immediately, I will not embarrass you. Situ raised his head slightly, full of arrogance.

Yan Muxiong's face sank, respecting Situ Hengkong as a senior, so he gave three points. However, blindly forbearance, it seems that his own family is weak, and he immediately shook his cuffs, stood proudly, and said: "Since Situ seniors are so interested, it seems that I have neglected the distinguished guest if I push it again." ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Muxiong's gaze swept over Situ Zhaonan, turned around and shouted, "Cubs, who is willing to come out and compete with the genius of the Situ family?"

"I'll come. Before Yan Muxiong finished speaking, a stout figure rushed out of the crowd, and everyone saw that it was Yan Lingshan.

"If I don't give you some color, I really think that my Yan family is a soft persimmon. Yan Lingshan's fist fingers crackled, and his face was full of provocative smiles.

Situ Hengkong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled: "A sixteen-year-old powerhouse vs. a thirteen-year-old Zhao Nan, this is really an interesting duel. Zhao Nan, are you afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, I won't lose!" Situ Zhaonan's voice came out low.

Although the voice was low, many clansmen could still hear it, and suddenly the sound of discussion was like boiling water in a pot, boiling.

"What a big breath, I'm not afraid to flash my tongue when I say big things!"

"Could it be that the Situ family's victories over the years have made the little children unaware of the sky?"

"Yan Lingshan is a first-class powerhouse among the teenagers of my clan, Situ Zhaonan dares to say this, is it really a little unsure?"

"Ling Shan, blow that guy's front teeth!"

“......”

Anger, sarcasm, doubts, impulsiveness...... Haunting in the hearts of the Yan clan.

"Let the sixteen-year-old Ling Shan fight against the thirteen-year-old Zhao Nan, if you win, you won't be martial, and it's even more shameful to lose!" Yan Muxiong turned his head and glanced at the young man in the clan, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Let me come, I'm thirteen years old......

A calm and powerful voice pierced the noise on the training ground. Many clansmen looked at each other when they heard the sound, and saw a slender figure slowly walking out, and the stubborn face was Yan Lan.