Yan Zhongheng threatened and Yan Shuheng tempted, but Yan Qingxue only shook her head and refused to agree.
Seeing this scene, Yan Chengheng swallowed his words.
Yan Qingxue was obviously stubborn to the end, and no one could say anything.
As for Yan Jiheng, he never thought of winning Yan Qingxue over.
Among the twelve children of Yan Huangjiu, most of them were indifferent to Yan Qingxue, and some were even disgusted. Only he hated Yan Qingxue.
Since young, the others were all older than Yan Qingxue. In front of Yan Huangjiu, even if it was just for show, they would still call her little sister.
Yan Jiheng was the youngest, but he had never called Yan Qingxue sister. The reason was because of his mother.
Yan Jiheng's mother was the last to marry Yan Huangjiu, but when she married Yan Huangjiu, Yan Huangjiu was always away from home, and he gave birth to Yan Qingxue with Yan Qingxue's mother.
This made his mother hate Yan Qingxue's mother very much. She believed that it was this vixen who was making things difficult for them. She firmly held onto Yan Huangjiu and didn't let him go.
So since young, Yan Jiheng's mother instilled in him the idea of how hateful Yan Qingxue and her mother were, causing Yan Jiheng to hate Yan Qingxue.
"You're asking for death!"
Yan Zhongheng snorted, "If that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Today, you have to fight in the Fengyun Ring, even if you don't want to!"
Yan Qingxue shook her head, "Second brother, I won't let my men die."
Different from the large group of followers behind the others, there were only three people behind Yan Qingxue.
One of them was an old man who was over seventy years old. He was specially sent by Emperor Yan to take care of Yan Qingxue. Although he had the strength of an Innate Qi Hai Tier warrior, he was too old and his Qi and blood had deteriorated. He had started to go downhill and his strength was not as strong as before.
The other was a maid who was about the same age as Yan Qingxue. She grew up with Yan Qingxue, and although she had learned martial arts, she was only at the early stage of the postcelestial realm, and could only protect herself.
The last person was a little more reliable. He was a simple and honest young man who seemed to be in his twenties. He seemed to possess the strength of the consummate-stage of the Hou Tian realm. However, he was alone. Yan Zhongheng could casually pick any one of his men to be stronger than him.
When the three of them heard that Yan Qingxue was protecting them, they were all moved. Unfortunately, they could only be moved. They were not Yan Zhongheng's opponent at all.
"Yan Qingxue! Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! " Yan Zhongheng shouted coldly. He didn't even call her little sister anymore. Perhaps in his heart, he had never treated this bastard as his little sister.
"Who do you think you are? You're just a bastard! Your mother only gave birth to you after your father left. Who knows if you are a descendant of the Yan family. Maybe you are the child of some wild man!
Now, you actually dare to not hand over the token. What do you want? Still dreaming of inheriting the position of Merchant Mountain City Lord? Hmph! What a joke! "
Yan Zhongheng's words were so vicious. However, Yan Qingxue's other brothers and sisters didn't even open their mouths to support her. Some of their eyes even revealed a mocking expression as they watched her tremble under the cold gazes of the crowd.
Although Yan Shuheng couldn't bear to do it, he also didn't want to see someone holding the token alone and wandering away from them.
Yan Jiheng, who hated Yan Qingxue deeply, didn't need to say much. Yan Chengheng, who was always forthright and generous, revealed an unfathomable smile at the corner of his mouth. He also didn't say a word.
This time, even the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore. The people of the Yan family had gone too far.
Yan Qingxue's popularity in the Merchant Mountain City was very good. She had never used her identity as a descendant of the Yan family to do any evil deeds. On the contrary, when everyone was in trouble, she would do her best to help as long as she could.
Such a kind and gentle girl only wanted to protect the things that belonged to her. However, she was being forced and humiliated by you people. Aren't you ashamed?
However, these people could only protest in their hearts. The Merchant Mountain City was the Yan family's world. They were all descendants of Yan Huangjiu. Who dared to provoke them?
Even when Yan Zhongheng was tyrannical in the Merchant Mountain City and forced a few Xiangnan merchants to break up their families, he was only reprimanded and grounded by Yan Huangjiu.
From that time, everyone knew that Yan Huangjiu was also human. He would protect his own people. The saying that the emperor should be punished the same as the commoners when he broke the law wouldn't work in the Merchant Mountain City.
However, the young man who had always been by Yan Qingxue's side couldn't stand it any longer.
He stood up and shouted angrily, "Shut up! Don't you dare humiliate the young miss like this! Don't you want to enter the Storm Arena? I'll fight with you! "
"Rang! Don't do anything stupid! "Yan Qingxue was instantly shocked and quickly shouted.
The young man called Rang said in a low voice, "Young miss, we all know that you treat us well. However, we can't let them humiliate you like this!
If it wasn't for you saving me, I'm afraid that I, Chi Rang, would have long been killed by those mountain bandits.
This life of mine was given by you. Now, even if I have to risk this life, I can't let them bully you like this! "
The old man standing behind Yan Qingxue sighed and shook his head helplessly.
Rang was still too young and too impulsive!
Previously, Yan Qingxue didn't participate in the fight for the token and kept silent. Actually, this was also a way to deal with it.
Now that Yan Huangjiu wasn't dead yet, these people didn't dare to kill each other. Even if they wanted to make a move, they could only let their subordinates do it. Furthermore, the range was fixed within the Storm Arena.
If Yan Qingxue gritted her teeth and refused to let people enter the Storm Arena, the other party could only gain some advantages verbally. Putting aside the methods in the dark, at least on the surface, the other party couldn't do anything to Yan Qingxue.
Now that Chi Rang was provoked by the other party and rashly entered the arena, he was simply sending himself to death!
The corner of Yan Zhongheng's mouth revealed a hint of a cold smile. Since he was courting death, then don't blame me for being ruthless!
As long as he got rid of the cats and dogs surrounding Yan Qingxue, even if she didn't want to hand over the token, Yan Zhongheng had a thousand ways to make Yan Qingxue hand over the token.
"Fan Ge, go up and play with this little friend. Remember not to be 'too heavy-handed'."
Under Yan Zhongheng's command, a tall and thin man immediately walked out.
Fan Ge was over two meters tall, three heads taller than the average adult man. However, his figure was as thin as a bamboo pole.
However, this didn't affect his reputation in Merchant Mountain City. In the eyes of the people in Merchant Mountain City, Fan Ge was simply a lunatic and a pervert!
Since the establishment of the Storm Arena, those who entered the arena were either seeking wealth or fame. Therefore, everyone basically stopped when they reached a certain point. There were many minor injuries and very few serious injuries.
However, Fan Ge was different. He seemed to enjoy torturing and killing his opponents. As long as the opponent won, it would be fine. However, if they lost, they would either die or be crippled. His methods were extremely cruel.
Fan Ge pulled out the long-handled machete from his back and smiled sinisterly, "Sir, don't worry. I will have some fun with this little friend."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Ge leaped up. His body was as swift as the wind and he reached the arena in a few steps.
"Kid, I'll give you a chance. I'll let you make the first move." Fan Ge looked at Chi Rang mockingly.
Although they were both at the Postliminary Realm, Fan Ge didn't take Chi Rang seriously at all.
His opponent was just a rookie with no combat experience. He could easily kill him.
Chi Rang snorted coldly and pulled out two short swords from his waist. The two swords combined into one, one Yin and one Yang, and stabbed at Fan Ge at the same time.
"Tsk tsk, too slow. Simply too slow!"
Fan Ge sneered disdainfully. His body was like a loach as he easily dodged Chi Rang's two swords.
"Kid, you're simply too weak. So weak that I have no interest in torturing and killing you."
Fan Ge's eyes revealed a hint of fierceness, "Such a piece of trash is simply worthless. Since that's the case, then go to hell!"
"Clang!"
The crisp sound of a saber resounded. The long-handled machete in Fan Ge's hand wreaked havoc like a hurricane. The violent attack made Chi Rang struggle to resist, and his figure retreated step by step.
During this period, Chi Rang had thought of counterattacking, but he couldn't find the slightest gap.
Fan Ge's saber technique was very powerful. It wasn't the kind of sinister and ruthless method. Instead, it was the kind of righteous method that used the powerful saber power to directly suppress the opponent.
Every saber strike was big and unparalleled. Moreover, the longer the battle went on, the stronger Fan Ge's aura became. Even his pupils emitted a faint scarlet light.
"Shadow Moon Chop!"
The long-handled machete drew a strange arc. Chi Rang watched as the machete split into two and chopped at his two swords. He felt a sharp pain in the web between his thumb and forefinger. The weapon in his hand was directly chopped off!
Not every warrior was like Su Xin. His weapon and fists were not weak. Most of the warriors who were good with weapons would only end up dead if they lost their weapons.
Yan Qingxue could even imagine the scene of Fan Ge chopping Chi Rang's head off with his machete.
"Ah Rang!" Yan Qingxue exclaimed softly. She immediately wanted to rush into the arena, but was held back by the little girl behind her.
"Miss, you can't let him go. The City Lord has ordered that the Yan family's disciples are not allowed to enter the Fengyun Arena. If you go up now, not only will you not be able to save Ah Rang, you will also make him die faster!"
"Uncle Liang, hurry up and save Ah Rang!" Yan Qingxue pleaded to the old man beside her.
The old man called Uncle Liang sighed and prepared to make a move.
Back then, he was ordered by Yan Qingxue to save Chi Rang from the mountain bandits and taught him martial arts. Chi Rang could be considered half a disciple to him. Of course, he didn't want Chi Rang to die under Fan Ge's saber.
However, just as he took a step forward, Yan Zhongheng, who had been observing their movements, also moved.
He directly took a step in front of Uncle Liang and sneered, "Uncle Liang, this is the Fengyun Arena. If you want to interfere, you'll be breaking the rules.
You're a veteran of Merchant Mountain City. I don't want to attack you, but if you don't know how to appreciate my kindness, then don't blame me for being ruthless! "
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