"Hey, hey!"

Ling Jiuqiu grinned.

"Patriarch Qiao is really domineering, I heard that your Qiao clan is one of the three major families in Tailu City, I don't know how it compares to the Bafang Martial Arts Arena?"

He pulled out a token and held it forward.

It was shown not only to the father and son of the Qiao patriarch, but also to the crowd of onlookers.

"I am a true disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, if you want to have a tough battle, you can call all the top masters in the clan to see if you have the guts to kill me."

"If you want to fight alone, I will accompany you to the end!"

The crowd burst into exclamation.

Obviously, everyone is still very clear about the weight of the true disciples of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena.

Patriarch Qiao's face changed slightly.

As the patriarch of the Qiao clan, one of the three major families in Tailu City, he naturally understood more about the terrifying nature of such a super-large force as the Bafang Martial Arena.

He hurriedly dispersed the martial spirit, restrained the fluctuations of his true qi, and a smile appeared on his face: "It turned out to be a high-ranking disciple in the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, disrespectful and disrespectful, Qiao Wenbo, the patriarch of the Xia Qiao clan, dare to ask the little brother his surname?" ”

The speed with which the complexion changes is breathtaking.

The onlookers immediately whispered and scolded in disdain, but some people praised him for his ability to bend and stretch.

Ling Jiuqiu put away the token, his expression was still indifferent: "What my name is has nothing to do with you, just take care of your son." ”

Qiao Wenbo immediately turned his head and scolded his son: "Yulin, don't apologize to this little brother soon!" ”

Qiao Yulin immediately stepped forward, bowed decisively and said, "This brother, I'm sorry, it's me who has no eyes, please forgive me." ”

He bowed to the end, and after speaking, he also maintained a bowing posture, as if Jiuqiu was not ready to get up if he didn't respond.

Ling Jiuqiu glanced at the two of them deeply.

The change in the attitude of these two people was so sharp and decisive that it made him look up to him.

In fact, the identity of the true disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena can only be used as a talisman at most, so that the other party does not dare to openly bully others, if he wants to use this identity to deal with them, it is simply impossible.

Therefore, even if Qiao Wenbo and his son don't apologize, he can't help each other.

"Since you have the heart to apologize, then apologize to my companion." Ling Jiuqiu said indifferently.

"Yes!"

Qiao Yulin resolutely walked in front of Fang Qingyi, bowed down again and said, "I was reckless just now, please forgive me!" ”

Fang Qingyi also knew that the two of them didn't have much of an advantage, and it was not easy to delve into it, so she said indifferently: "Since you know that you are reckless, just don't provoke others casually in the future." ”

"Okay, follow Miss's teachings."

Qiao Yulin carried forward the word Nengben Nengshen to the extreme, and agreed resignedly.

"Since it's okay, let's go."

Ling Jiuqiu dispersed the martial spirit at this time and walked to Fang Qingyi's side.

This bad thing happened, and the two were not in the mood to hang out anymore, so they turned around and left.

Qiao Wenbo took a deep look at Ling Jiuqiu's back, and then took Qiao Yulin back to the clan.

The crowd quickly dispersed.

After ordering Jiuqiu and the two to return to the inn, and after saying hello to Uncle Hong, the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.

……

Late at night.

Qiao's Mansion, in Qiao Wenbo's study.

"Patriarch, it has been found out that those two live in room No. 5 and room No. 6 of Tianzi in Qingfeng Inn, and they also have a companion, an old man about sixty years old, who lives in room No. 7 of Tianzi."

"According to the shopkeeper, judging by their attitude, this old man should just be a servant or something."

"The three of them checked in in the evening, and they only booked a room for one night, and they will check out tomorrow."

A subordinate bowed down and reported.

Qiao Wenbo waved his hand and asked his subordinates to step back.

Qiao Yulin, who was standing on the side, hesitated and asked, "Father, do we really want to attack him?" Wouldn't it be too risky? After all, he is a true disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, and once the matter is revealed, I am afraid that the entire Qiao clan will face a catastrophe. ”

Qiao Wenbo glanced at him.

"What do you know? This is a great opportunity! What a risk is there! ”

"The true disciple of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena is qualified to learn heaven-level exercises and earth-level martial arts, even if the exercises he has learned are not necessarily complete, they are much better than our family's yellow-level exercises."

"With this young man's age, at most, he has just broken through to the Linghai Realm, and his strength is definitely not too strong, and there are no powerful seniors around him to follow, in this case, it is simply a child holding gold through the city."

"Isn't that the perfect opportunity?"

"You haven't cultivated to the Spirit Sea Realm yet, and you don't know the role of a top-level cultivation technique, let me tell you, once you pry out the heaven-level technique from the other party's mouth, you can enhance the foundation of the entire family."

"Even if the family is destroyed, we can go incognito, go to another country, start anew, and build a stronger Qiao clan."

As he spoke, Qiao Wenbo's expression became excited.

"Besides, what's the risk? We had already shook hands with that young man just now, and the person who made the move was a bandit from Taihang Mountain, and he had no direct relationship with us, so even if the matter was revealed, it would not involve us. ”

"Besides, since you know his strength, how can you fail if you have a mind or not?"

"Low risk, high reward."

"This kind of thing, how can you let it go!"

In the end, Qiao Wenbo's expression was ruthless, and a cold murderous aura came out of his body.

……

The night is getting darker.

The silver moon slowly moved into the void.

Outside Qiao's mansion, a black-clothed and masked figure with a long sword in his hand quietly ran to the vicinity of the courtyard wall, and with a dexterous flip, he entered the courtyard wall.

The masked Ling Jiuqiu came to the roof of a room and carefully observed the situation in the house for a while.

Qiao's Mansion covers a large area, and there are at least dozens of large and small courtyards, and without intelligence, he can't tell the courtyard where Qiao Wenbo or Qiao Yulin is located.

But Ling Jiuqiu's purpose was not to find them.

The reason why he sneaked into Qiao's mansion late at night was just to create some trouble for the other party and divert the other party's attention.

In his opinion, people like Qiao Wenbo and his son who can bend and stretch are more worthy of vigilance, even if they admit it in person, they are likely to have a black hand behind their backs.

Therefore, he has to strike first.

Qiao Wenbo and his son would never have imagined that they would come to the door late at night to retaliate because of such a little quarrel.

Moreover, he has a variety of martial spirits, which can completely shift the attention of the Qiao clan to unknown and mysterious enemies, and he can't care about dealing with himself for a while.

Anyway, he would leave early the next morning, and even if Qiao Wenbo and his son wanted to deal with him secretly in the future, they would have no chance.

"Since I can't find you, I have to choose randomly."

"Judging from the reputation of your Qiao clan, it is estimated that there are few good people in the high-level of the clan."

Ling Jiuqiu's eyes swept around, and he set his sights on a rather spacious and luxurious compound.

Running and jumping on the rooftop, he silently came to the roof of the main house of this compound.

Then Ling Jiuqiu suddenly stepped on the roof, and the whole person fell directly into the room.

"Who?"

Qiao Yulin, who was sleeping soundly in the room, was awakened by this sudden sound, turned over and sat up as soon as possible, and scolded in surprise.

In the process of Ling Jiuqiu falling from the roof, he had already activated the fire elemental martial spirit, and his body was shrouded in blazing flames.

His eyes quickly swept around the room, and he happened to find Qiao Yulin who was sitting up, and sneered in his heart: "Qiao Yulin, this is the day that will kill you!" ”

He kicked suddenly, his body turned into a fiery red afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Qiao Yulin's bed, and the long sword swung violently.

"Whew!"

The long sword cut Qiao Yulin's body at the waist, and the raging flames completely engulfed his two stump bodies.