Chapter 281 Luo Ningyu

Immediately, Chu Yan's consciousness inspected the whole body from top to bottom, and found that there was actually the medicinal power of the Rejuvenation Pill in the body. At this time, most of the injured internal organs had been cured. big problem.

call!

He let out a long sigh of relief, flipped his palms, took out two Fuyuan Pills and two Tianyuan Pills, swallowed them, and felt that the infuriating energy in his body was quickly recovering. Chu Yan looked at the old man in front of him again, and then asked road

"Excuse me, old man, who saved me, I want to thank you in person!"

The old man's face relaxed, he smiled lightly, and replied, "You were rescued by our young lady. At this time, the young lady should be at the Zongmen Martial Arts Hall. I heard that people from the Pan family came to propose marriage today. A, uh..."

Speaking of this, the old man Luo Ningyu called Uncle An, his face sank, and he sighed faintly.

"Pan's family!?" Chu Yan was slightly startled, and pondered for a while, "Old man, please lead the way, I want to see your lady! Thank you in person!"

Uncle An glanced at Chu Yan, then looked up and down, then, frowning for a moment, he nodded heavily, and said:

"Master, please come with me!"

After following Uncle An, it didn't take long before they arrived in front of a wide building. There was a sound of fighting inside, and it seemed that a test was going on.

"Son, that woman in green over there with a blue-clothed maid standing beside her, but my lady!"

Uncle An took Chu Yan to the door of the Martial Arts Hall, stretched out his hand and pointed inside the hall, and said to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan followed Uncle An's fingers and saw a woman in green clothes and light shirts. She was petite and had a beautiful face. Although it was not a peerless face, she had a top-grade appearance, especially a pair of smart eyes. , with a frown and a smile, as if he could speak.

Then, Chu Yan's eyes swept across, looking into the martial arts hall, his eyes slightly stern.

At this time, in the Arashiyama Martial Arts Hall, there was a lot of excitement and anger.

In fact, the Martial Arts Hall is a building similar to the Hall of Life and Death of Lingtian Sect. In the middle of the hall, there is a huge battle platform, surrounded by spectator seats. At this time, the Martial Arts Hall of Lanshan Sect was overcrowded, no less than 500 people. , crowded a small martial arts hall to the brim.

Looking at the table from the front, two groups of people are seated on the left and right. From the perspective of clothing, the uniform light blue robe on the left has the word "Lanshan" embroidered on the chest.

It was the high-ranking members of the Lanshan Sect, and the dozen or so people next to them, all dressed in golden silk, full of arrogance, were watching the battle on the stage with a playful expression.

These people should be the so-called "Pan family" people.

"Hahaha... With this little strength, I dare to go on stage, go down!"

Suddenly, on the battle stage, a tall young man laughed wildly, and then, with a loud bang, a figure flew down from the battle stage and landed heavily on the stage.

"Sister Yu'er, this is already the fifth one. If you don't have a candidate, then it's our business, then you must agree to my marriage proposal!"

The tall young man glanced at Luo Ningyu, who was frowning in the middle of the stand, and a trace of fiery flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Luo Ningyu's face became even more disgusting, she turned her head and looked at the crowd of Lanshan Sect disciples beside her.

However, when her eyes swept across the young disciples in the sect, the faces of the disciples who were touched by her eyes changed, and they quickly lowered their heads.

Obviously, after the Lanshan Sect disciple was defeated by Pan Qing on stage, no one of the remaining disciples dared to fight again.

According to the rules of martial arts and relatives agreed by the Lanshan Sect and the Pan family, if no one in the entire Lanshan Sect's Xiantian Realm below the fifth level can defeat Pan Qing, then the Lanshan Sect will agree to the Pan family's proposal to marry Luo. Ningyu's request.

Pan Qing, in the south of Qingfeng City, among the thirteen towns, the young patriarch of the largest family, at only twenty-seven years old, has reached the fourth level of the Innate Realm, and is a well-known genius in Qingfeng City.

However, after stepping into the Fourth Heaven of the Innate Realm, I was proud of myself, slack in cultivation, and messed with flowers all day long.

Recently, after seeing Luo Ningyu, the only daughter of the sect master of Lanshan Sect, she pursued her wholeheartedly, and even moved out of the family for coercion. In the end, she avoided the sect master Luo Yuan and had to nod in agreement.

When he came to propose marriage today, he was rejected by Luo Ningyu. Under the various threats and oppression of the Pan family, he proposed this martial arts bet. It is a pity that the Lanshan Sect went to five Xiantian realm five layers in a row. None of the sect disciples of the sect were Pan An's opponents.

Pan An stood on the battle platform and saw the Lanshan Sect disciples all shrinking their necks and bowing their heads, and the smugness on their faces became even stronger.

After a while, on the chair, behind Sect Master Luo Yuan, a strong young man stood up with anger on his face and jumped onto the stage.

"Pan Qing, don't you want to bully me that there is no one in the Lanshan Sect, I am Fangzheng, come to learn!"

Fang Zheng stood on the stage, his breath gushing out, stared at Pan Qing, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Fangzheng!? Hahaha... The direct disciple of the Lanshan Sect Master, not bad! I think, after defeating you, this game is almost over!"

Pan Qing saw Fangzheng coming to the stage, his face showed joy, and then, suddenly, his body suddenly burst out, and his palms suddenly shot out.

"dream!"

Fangzheng shouted loudly, raised his fist and smashed it, a punch slammed out, the fist wind whistled, and the momentum was amazing.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them punched and punched, the fist marks on the battle platform were heavy, the palms were flying, and all kinds of gas bursts were endless.

In less than a moment, the two attacked each other for nearly ten moves, but there was no winner or loser. However, looking at Pan Qing's face, he seemed to be leisurely and contented, and he didn't act with all his strength, while Fang Zheng's face was solemn and anxious. .

"No, even Senior Brother Fang is not Pan Qing's opponent..."

"Oh my God, this Pan Qing is not yet thirty years old, and he has such a cultivation base. I am afraid that in Qingfeng City, he is one of the hundred geniuses."

"However, if Senior Brother Fangzheng loses, I'm afraid there will be no match for Pan Qing in my sect..."

"Hey, Miss Luo... It's hateful, I'm not strong enough, otherwise..."

"…"

The disciples watching the battle, from the look of anticipation of Fangzheng's coming to power at the beginning, to the gradual disappointment, all looked excited but helpless.

Although Luo Ningyu was not a martial artist, she faintly heard the discussion in the crowd, and her little face became paler and paler.

Not far away, everyone from the Pan family looked on and off the stage with sullen faces, no surprise.

From their point of view, the little Lanshan Sect was a commoner disciple. Without an excellent bloodline martial spirit, what kind of genius disciple would there be, and how could it be the opponent of Master Pan.

bump!

Sure enough, after a few more moves, Pan Qing slapped him right in the middle of Fangzheng's chest and shot him down the stage.

"Humph! The entire Lanshan Sect is full of rubbish!"

The proud look on Pan Qing's face at this time reached its peak.

"you…!"

As soon as the words landed, on the Lanshan Sect's spectator's seat, Teng Tengteng stood up and a large figure, all glaring at Pan Qing, blushed.

"What are you! If you're not convinced, come up... Otherwise, it's rubbish!"

Pan Qing, who was in the land of public criticism, was not afraid, but even more proud. He slowly turned to look at Luo Ningyu, and said with a sinister smile.

"Ningyu, my husband has already won, isn't it... hehehe..."

Luo Ningyu heard Fang, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were dark, she could never have imagined that this Pan Qing could really defeat all the disciples of Lanshan Sect and win the bet, this...

Do you really have to marry him?

Luo Ningyu's heart was full of sourness, and she secretly made up her mind that even if she died, she would not let this scum stain her.

tread! tread! tread!

At this moment, the Martial Arts Hall had a gate, and a figure in black robe stepped in, and the sound of footsteps was like a thunderous sound.