Chapter 564 Competition and discussion, Zhu Yan takes action
This voice came from outside the main hall.
Neither humble nor arrogant, nor devoid of any emotion, he seemed very calm, but to everyone's ears, it was as shocking as the sound of thunder, making people's hearts beat with fear.
As soon as they heard this voice, everyone in the Hongmeng Sect knew that it was Zhu Yan who was here.
At this time, everyone looked sideways and saw a woman in white walking slowly into the center of the hall.
This woman in white is extremely beautiful, elegant and refined, like a spotless snow lotus, which makes people's hearts beat.
There is no emotion or joy on her face, giving people the feeling of an iceberg beauty.
This kind of iceberg beauty is not only the most coveted by men, but also the object of envy, envy and hatred by women.
No matter whether they are women or men, the moment they see this iceberg beauty, they can't help but have the idea of conquering her, and they are getting more and more crazy.
However, this iceberg beauty never looked at anyone from beginning to end.
In this woman's eyes, it seems that everyone's existence is like air.
"Blessings?"
When Feng Qingyan saw this iceberg beauty, he couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly sigh at the beauty of this woman, she was so beautiful.
Although she looks exactly the same as Zhu Xuan, her transcendent and peerless temperament is completely different from Zhu Xuan's. They have two completely different styles.
"Yes, it's me."
Zhu Yan nodded lightly, with no emotion on his face, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"What does Miss Zhu mean..." Seeing her being so calm, the short and fat monk couldn't help but frown, and asked after pondering for a moment.
Zhu Yan looked directly into the pudgy monk's eyes and said: "Since adults like to watch some shows while dining, why not find a few people to compete with me. Isn't this better than the so-called sword dance?"
Speaking of this, Zhu Yan looked at Feng Qingyan and said, "What do you think, Mr. Feng?"
What she meant was very obvious, that is, it was impossible for her to simply dance with a sword.
Her sword can only be a killing sword!
After hearing her words, everyone in the Hongmeng Sect was frightened and looked nervous.
After all, this short and fat monk is a strong man at the combined level. Although their cultivation has improved rapidly under Xiao Xuan's promotion, they have no guts to provoke this short and fat monk.
If this short and fat monk really takes action against the Hongmeng Sect, they will only be killed without being able to resist.
"this……"
The short and fat monk was stunned when he heard this, and his face darkened.
He is also a fusion monk. Although he is only an ordinary fusion monk, he is still well-known in the Immortal Court. How has he ever received such a provocation?
!
"how?
Is it possible that your Excellency is unwilling?"
Seeing the hesitation of the short and fat monk, Zhu Yan said calmly: "In that case, I won't disturb the elders and adults during their meal, and will retreat first and say goodbye!"
After saying that, she turned around and left.
"Please wait a moment, girl,"
Just when Zhu Yan was about to leave the hall, Feng Qingyan shouted quickly and stood up.
"Um?
I wonder what else Master Feng has to do?"
Zhu Yan stopped and asked.
"Just follow Miss Zhu's approach and let's learn from each other."
Feng Qingyan smiled lightly and said: "However, I see that Miss Zhu's cultivation level is only at the fifth level of Nascent Soul, and my subordinates are all above the Fusion Realm. If we compete with each other, it would be too bullying.
I don’t know how to carry out the competition that Miss Zhu mentioned?"
"This is simple."
Before Zhu Yan could speak, Zhu Xuan smiled and said: "As long as the master who ends up suppresses his cultivation to be consistent with my sister, if the above methods or strength are used during the competition, it will be judged as a negative. How about this?
?”
Zhu Yan's cultivation seems to be only at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul, but his strength is much higher than the fifth level of the Nascent Soul. Even if he faces the seventh or eighth level of the Nascent Soul, he is completely worthy. The leapfrog challenge is just like a joke, so
, her proposal was obviously to trap Qingyan.
"oh?"
When Feng Qingyan heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful manner.
Zhu Xuan's suggestion sounded quite normal, making it impossible for anyone to make any mistakes.
But Feng Qingyan was keenly aware of a hint of conspiracy, but he didn't think too much and suppressed his cultivation. The methods of the Fusion Realm Human Immortal were not something that the so-called Nascent Soul Realm monks could resist, so he didn't care.
, just said lightly: "In this case, I will naturally follow the advice of Master Zhu."
"Since it is a competition, there will definitely be winners and losers. If there is no luck, how can it be called a competition?
How about this, how about we make a bet?"
With that said, Feng Qingyan took out a storage ring from his arms and said: "You and I will each send three people to compete. We will win two out of three games. If your Hongmeng Sect wins, there are 30,000 top-grade spiritual stones in it.
It’s yours.”
Thirty thousand top-quality spiritual stones!
Hearing this number, only Zhu Xuan and Zhu Yan were relatively calm among those present. The other elders of the Hongmeng Sect widened their eyes, with shock on their faces. Such a bet was really huge, and all of a sudden they were stunned.
They were very excited.
"Then what if we lose?"
Zhu Xuan was very calm. He knew that the bigger the bet, the more unbearable what Feng Qingyan wanted.
Feng Qingyan stared at Zhu Yan with a pair of playful eyes and said, "If you lose, Miss Zhu will be my attendant!"
After hearing Feng Qingyan's words, everyone present was in an uproar.
He actually imposed this condition and went so far.
Zhu Xuan's pretty face sank, and her expression turned gloomy.
This guy is so arrogant!
"Okay, I agree!"
However, while Zhu Xuan was still thinking about how to refuse, Zhu Yan had already spoken first.
"younger sister……"
Zhu Xuan wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Seeing Zhu Yan's firm attitude, she couldn't help but feel worried.
If Feng Qingyan really wins, won't she have to be Feng Qingyan's attendant?
Although she is a disciple of the Hongmeng Sect, she is also her own sister and her husband's apprentice. How can she be abused by other men?
If she can't even protect her own sister, then she might as well kill herself here.
"Miss Zhu, are you sure you want to agree?"
Feng Qingyan raised his eyebrows and asked, looking cynical, as if he was not surprised at all by Zhu Yan's choice.
"Yes, I'm sure!"
Zhu Yan looked at him coldly and said word by word.
"Well, since Miss Zhu has agreed, you can go on stage first."
Feng Qingyan said lightly.
"good!"
Zhu Yan nodded, then walked to the center of the hall, turned his wrist, and saw a simple sword. An extremely sharp aura emanated from the sword, filling the entire hall with a chilling air.
Feng Qingyan narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
The short and fat monk next to him turned to look at a slightly younger monk who was sitting upright and said, "Li Changxing, go up and discuss with Miss Zhu."
"yes."
The monk who was called Li Changxing immediately stood up and walked towards the center of the hall...