Otherwise, Jing Shaojue probably wouldn't waste time talking nonsense.
Wouldn't it be much easier to just rush out and knock them all unconscious and throw them into the poisonous mist?
An Mingyan obviously saw this too, with a calm face, he glanced at Jing Shaojue, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, I have never heard before that cultivators of the White Tiger Clan like to satirise others so much. Could it be that you are afraid of losing, so you deliberately said these words to embolden yourself?"
Jing Shaojue never expected him to be so calm, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.
But soon, he sneered, "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"Since you are not afraid, let's talk about it quickly. How are you going to decide the outcome with us? Or just fight casually? However, if you attack directly, it will not benefit both of us. I don't think you are so foolish, right?" An Mingyan said.
