Wang Lin was stunned. How could he think that Yang Qi dared to say such a thing to him.

Not only did he not think of it alone, but also the dozens of Wang family members behind him.

After all, Yang Qi looks too young, but he is only sixteen or seventeen years old. He is so calm when he talks with his family leader.

This is something they never thought of.

Wang Lin looks at Yang Qi coldly.

He found that although Yang Qi is very young, but that pair of eyes is let a person take a look at, will never forget.

Only because it is as quiet as night, as deep as the sea.

"Do you know my strength?"

Wang Lin said coldly to Yang Qi.

He is the 41 level spirit emperor, the three strong in Fancheng.

More than a dozen Wang family artificiaries behind Wang Lin also looked at Yang Qi. They all wanted to see how Yang Qi would answer.

Yang Qi's face still didn't show any fear. He looked at Wang Lin faintly and spoke slowly:

"didn't you just say that you're just a 41 level spirit emperor? Is 41 level spirit emperor very strong

What?!

More than a dozen of Wang family's artificiaries listened to Yang Qi's words, and they were shocked. They would never have thought that Yang Qi was so arrogant.

"Leave," Yang Qi looked at a dozen people in front of him, "give you a chance to live."

Ha ha ha ha!

Wang Lin burst out laughing, as if he had never heard such a funny joke.

"Is there anything ridiculous about it?"

Yang Qi looked at the laughing Wang Lin indifferently.

Wang Lin stopped laughing.

"I'm a level 41 spirit emperor. You were not qualified to speak to me. It's ridiculous that you are so arrogant!"

More than a dozen of Wang family's artificers also couldn't help laughing, just because they thought Yang Qi was a little too funny.

Qian Ruxue and LeiBao shake their heads secretly.

They thought, when you know what kind of existence you are facing, you will know how precious the chance of life is.

Yang Qi saw that these people did not want to cherish the chance to live, he sighed to himself.

He was just about to talk

Wang Lin took the lead.

Wang Lin looked at Yang Qi sarcastically.

"I'll let one of my Wang family's artificers fight you. If you win, I'll let you go. How about you?"

"Wang Shen!"

A man of about forty came out.

The man's face also with a sarcastic look, he sneered at Yang Qi, Qian such as snow and LeiBao.

"My name is Wang Shen, level 35 spirit king, contract weapon yellow level intermediate three stone sword."

"Stop talking nonsense. Come on."

Yang Qi is really not interested in this level 35 spirit king.

Wang Shen, as a 35 level spirit king, was very angry when he saw that Yang Qi despised him so much.

He rushed to Yang Qimeng.

On the way, the Yellow level intermediate contract weapon Sanshi Dao has appeared in his hand.

The four spirits are also entangled in the upper and lower parts of the three stone sword.

However, these small and weak tools and spirits are not to be mentioned.

"Can the system, with the help of Dacheng Vajra body, block this knife?"

Yang Qi wants to try his defense.

"Yes."

The sound of the system comes to mind.

Listening to the system, Yang Qi was relieved.

Wang Shen, the king of spirit at level 35, reached Yang Qi's body. He set up the three stone sword, a yellow level contract weapon, and stabbed Yang Qi fiercely.