Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, looks at Yang Qi.

"Yang Qi, are you really so arrogant?"

If it was not for seeing it with his own eyes, Jin Yun would never believe that there are such arrogant people in this world.

"Do you really believe in your eyes?"

Yang Qi looks at Jin Yun lightly.

"What do you mean?"

Jin Yun suppresses his anger and looks at Yang Qi with great anger.

"That is to say, never trust your eyes, because your eyes will cheat you when you have time."

Hearing this, Jin Yun couldn't help but burst out of anger.

"Yang Qi!"

"What?"

Yang Qi looked at Jin Yun faintly, "are you very angry?"

Of course, Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, was angry. He was not only angry, but also extremely angry.

"There's nothing to be angry about. You're a poor ant in front of me."

Yang Qi slowly opens his mouth to Jinyun.

"Yang Qi, do you know that I am a 71 level spirit saint?"

According to Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, Yang Qi must not know his realm. If he knew his realm, he would never dare to be so arrogant.

But what he didn't think of in any case was that after he said his realm again, there was no wave of fear on Yang Qi's face.

"You Are you not afraid? "

Jin Yun looks at Yang Qi in amazement.

"It's just a little level 71 spirit saint. Is there anything to be afraid of?"

Yang Qi looks at Jin Yun with a look of ignorance.

Of course, all the people on the square heard this conversation, and their faces naturally looked at each other.

They had thought that the last time Yang Qi fought the Yellow Sea, he was already the most arrogant.

But now it seems that they are not only wrong, but also more wrong.

"Yang Qi, you You... "

Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, wanted to say something to Yang Qi, but he was interrupted by Yang Qi before he finished.

Yang Qi looked at Jin Yun faintly and spoke slowly:

"how much nonsense have you always been?"

Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, hears this. Where can he bear Yang Qi's arrogance.

"Looking for death!"

Just listen, Jinyun a big drink, immediately called out his own contract weapons and spirit.

Contract weapon, heaven level intermediate contract weapon, trapped dragon ring.

Spirit: Earth, earth, earth, earth, earth, heaven, heaven, heaven.

In front of ordinary people, such contractual weapons and spirits are absolutely terrifying.

People in tianjianzong square looked at Jinyun's contract weapons and spirit, and their pupils were all rapidly shrinking.

Just because they even want to break their heads, they will not think that Jin Yun's contract weapons and spirit are so terrible.

Jin Yun knew that when he summoned out the contract weapons and spirit, Yang Qi would be scared to death.

So after he summoned the contract weapons and spirit, he immediately looked at Yang Qi's face.

But what he would never think of was that there was no wave of fear on Yang Qi's face, as if he had not seen anything.

Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, was stunned.

"Yang Qi, are you not afraid?"

Jin Yun asked reluctantly.

All the people present were very puzzled. They really didn't think that the contract weapons and spirit of Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, were so terrible that why there was no wave of fear on Yang Qi's face.