"Yan Batian, you unbeaten miscellaneous pieces, I want to send Miss Aomei Pei Ling Dan, what's the matter with you?

The angry eyes almost wanted to shoot through Yan Batian, and Xiong Qiwei was rough and out.

Sighing helplessly, Yan Batian shook his little head in a matter-of-fact manner, turned around and winked at Yan Feiyan vaguely, and made an angry look.

"The last time I went back from Fang City, I told you that when you go out, you have to look at the yellow calendar, and you have to choose an auspicious day for the zodiac to go out, you see, this time I haven't entered the gate of Fang City, and I was smoked by bear farts!"

Hearing this, Yan Feiyan almost didn't laugh in her heart, but she pretended to frown, and her slender little hand fanned back and forth in front of the little Qiong's nose.

"Brother Batian, it really stinks!"

Glancing at the Pei Ling Dan in Xiong Qiwei's hand, Yan Batian said to Yan Aomei angrily: "Do you need the Pei Ling Pill very much? Go back and the young patriarch will give you a pill, don't have anything to do to pick up other people's things, I told you, you have nothing to do, you are either a traitor or a thief, you look stupid, maybe you have been sold by others, and you count spirit stones for others." ”

Hearing Yan Batian's angry words, as well as the promise to give her a pill of Pei Ling, Yan Aomei was not happy at all. I don't know why, when I saw Yan Batian and Yan Feiyan, the brother and sister, making love affectionately, I was secretly angry in my heart.

Listening to Yan Batian's words of shame, as well as the insults of the past and present, Xiong Qiwei's face swelled with a trace of coldness, and he immediately roared like thunder.

"Yan Batian, you dog offal, I'm going to challenge you now, life and death!"

Glancing at Xiong Qiwei in front of him, Yan Batian found that although this guy was not amazing, his cultivation was already at the eighth level of the Qi cultivation period, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised: "This guy's talent can barely be regarded as superior, but it is much stronger than his younger brother." He is the first wave of monks sent by the Xiong family to deal with me?"

Pouted, Yan Batian's lazy words were not polite because of the strength of the other party, the relationship between the Yan family and the Xiong family was incompatible, so there was no need for him to show any low profile, his slightly immature little face was full of contempt.

"What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to challenge me? If the Xiong family really wants to challenge me, please send someone who is qualified, I am the young patriarch of the Yan family!"

The implication is that you and I are not at the same level at all, and you are not qualified to challenge me.

At the gate of Fang City, although there are not as many people as in Fang City, there are also a lot. Yan Batian's words immediately caused an uproar. The discussions came and went, which really made the entire Purple Light City a sensation.

In it, Xiong Qiwei, who was obviously at a disadvantage, immediately turned into purple sauce with a black face. was embarrassed in front of everyone, but the entire Xiong family was also "stained".

The angry Xiong Qiwei almost wanted to lose his mind, and he was about to step forward to test his fighting skills with Yan Batian on the spot, but when he thought of the tragic fate of his younger brother Xiong Qixuan, he couldn't help but let go of his clenched fist.

Xiong Qiwei's status in the Xiong family is not up or down, if something really happens and angers the city lord of Ziguang City, the family may not spend a lot of effort to save him, Xiong Qixuan is the best example.

Immediately, Xiong Qiwei looked at Yan Batian with a provocative face.

"Could it be that Yan Batian, the young patriarch of the Yan family, is such a cowardly and despicable villain who can only take advantage of his tongue? If you are a man, you can have a fair competition with me, and in the life and death ring outside Ziguang City, do you dare to fight with me Xiong Qiwei?"

Looking at Xiong Qiwei with a provocative face, Yan Batian sighed helplessly, touched his forehead with his palm, and after a while, he raised his head and shrugged his shoulders slightly, with a look of innocence and innocence.

"Okay! Now I'm officially announcing ......"

Before Yan Batian finished speaking, everyone around him thought that he was too excited to agree to Xiong Qiwei's challenge. Xiong Qiwei's beard was also trembling with excitement. If Yan Batian accepted his challenge, it would undoubtedly be in his greatest interest.

In the distance, the Yan family guards and Yan Aomei, who were responsible for protecting Yan Batian, all raised their hearts to their throats. But Yan Batian's next words made everyone cry and laugh.

"I want to formally challenge the patriarch of the Xiong family as a four-layer monk who is only fifteen years old and has a fourth-level Qi cultivation period, in the life and death ring outside Purple Light City, can the patriarch of the Xiong family dare to fight with my Yan Batian?"

The helpless and somewhat joking look on Yan Batian's little face made Yan Feiyan and Yan Aomei beside him a little unbearable, pursed their lips and chuckled.

"Haha. ”

Listening to Yan Batian's innocent jokes, some monks at the gate of Fang City who were watching the excitement suddenly burst out laughing. Indeed, with Yan Batian's cultivation at the moment, at most, he can only be regarded as a monk who has just stepped into the middle stage of Qi training, and he is still just a young boy who has not yet dried up, while Xiong Qiwei has already reached adulthood, and his cultivation has already entered the late stage of Qi training, this kind of challenge really makes everyone have to despise it in their hearts.

Although Yan Batian's metaphor of challenging the patriarch of the Xiong family is a bit excessive, it is not much different from the current situation.

The sneering gazes around him were like a basin of cold water, which made Xiong Qiwei regain some sobriety, and the maturity and indifference shown by Yan Batian would always make people involuntarily omit his age and cultivation, so, after being reminded, Xiong Qiwei remembered that Yan Batian in front of him was only fifteen years old, to be precise, he was still a child.

Coupled with the comparison of his previous identities, Xiong Qiwei couldn't get off the stage. Age and cultivation can make Yan Batian directly reject his challenge, but the same can be true of the asymmetry of identity.

It's not like that, let the dignified patriarch of the Xiong family accept the challenge of a little Qi cultivation period cultivator!

To understand it at a deeper level, it can also be said that my dignified young patriarch of the Yan family will not be challenged by an ordinary member of your little bear family!

Gritting his teeth viciously, Xiong Qiwei looked at the group of monks around him who were holding back laughter, knowing that he had been disgraced to his grandmother's house today, so he had to shake his head stupidly, and lowered his voice to whisper to Yan Batian.

"You wretch, it's best to hide in Purple Light City forever, if I seize the opportunity, see if the young master doesn't screw your head off as a night pot!"

Smiling slightly, Yan Batian shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and his voice was also extremely low.

"Young Master Qiwei, be careful when the time comes, don't let me unscrew your young master's head, it's very bad!"

His eyelids twitched, and he didn't know why, as soon as Xiong Qiwei saw the calmness and calmness on Yan Batian's face in front of him, and listened to his merciless words, he was full of anger. It's just a mid-stage Qi cultivator who has just advanced to Qi cultivation, so it's okay to pretend to be a bullshit for me.

Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Xiong Qiwei snorted coldly, and then squeezed through the crowd and fled in embarrassment.