The Divine System Draws the Sword Billions of Times

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

"Yang Qi, are you really so arrogant?!"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jin Yun would never believe that there is such an arrogant person in this world.

"Do you really believe in your eyes?"

Yang Qi looked at Jin Yun lightly.

"What do you mean?!"

Jin Yun suppressed his anger and looked at Yang Qi extremely angry.

"It means, never trust your eyes, because your eyes will deceive you when you have time."

Upon hearing this, Jin Yun couldn't help rushing out of his head with anger.

"Yang Qi!"

"how?"

Yang Qi looked at Jin Yun lightly, "Are you angry?"

Of course, Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon God Temple, was angry. Not only was he angry, but he was also angry to the point that he couldn't be more.

"There is nothing to be angry about, you are a poorly weak ant in front of me."

Yang Qi slowly spoke to Jin Yun.

"Yang Qi, do you know that I am a Level 71 Spirit Saint!"

In the eyes of 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 expect in any way was that after he said his realm, Yang Qi did not show any fearful fluctuations on his face.

"You... are you not afraid?"

Jin Yun looked at Yang Qi in astonishment.

"A little 71-level spiritual saint, is there anything to be afraid of?"

Yang Qi looked at Jin Yun ambiguously.

Of course everyone in the square heard this conversation, and their faces looked at each other naturally.

They originally thought that Yang Qi was already the most arrogant when he played against the Yellow Sea last time.

But now it seems that they are not only wrong, but they are also wrong to the point where they cannot be added.

"Yang Qi, you...you..."

Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon God Temple, originally wanted to say something to Yang Qi, but Yang Qi interrupted him before he finished speaking.

I saw that Yang Qi looked at Jin Yun faintly, and slowly spoke:

"How nonsense is yours?"

After hearing this, Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon God Temple, how could he endure Yang Qi's arrogance.

"court death!"

Just listening, Jin Yun shouted loudly, and immediately summoned his contract weapons and weapon spirits.

Contract weapon, mid-level contract weapon, trapped dragon ring.

Device spirit: earth, earth, earth, earth, earth, sky, sky, sky.

Such contract weapons and weapon spirits are absolutely terrifying in front of ordinary people.

The crowd on the Tianjianzong square looked at Jin Yun's contract weapons and spirits, and their pupils shrank rapidly.

Just because they wanted to break their heads, they would not have thought that the contract weapons and spirits of Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon God Temple, were so terrifying.

Jin Yun knew that when he summoned contract weapons and weapon spirits, Yang Qi would definitely be frightened.

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

But what he would never think of was that Yang Qi still didn't have any fearful fluctuations on his face, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon Temple, couldn't help being stunned.

"Yang Qi, aren't you afraid?"

Jin Yun asked unwillingly.

The people present were also extremely puzzled. They really didn't expect that the contract weapons and spirits of Jin Yun, the top disciple of the Dragon God Temple, were so terrifying, why Yang Qi still didn't have any fluctuations in fear.