"Young man, don't be ungrateful. There is no benefit in going against a family."
The third master of the Luo family stood up and looked at Ning Fan with a sneer, releasing invisible pressure and trying to oppress Ning Fan.
"Humph, if you want to fight, then fight." Ning Fan was not polite.
These three old guys are all innate-level masters, and they are already considered the top-level powerhouses in Daxia Kingdom.
"Father, two uncles, Ning Fan is just a young man, give him some time to think, it is better than taking action." Luo Guofeng stood up and said.
"Guofeng, step back." The head of the Luo family stared at Ning Fan, obviously showing no intention of making peace with him.
Luo Guofeng was only considered a junior in the ancestral land and had no substantial say at all, so he could not help Ning Fan at all.
However, Ning Fan was already very grateful to be able to intercede for him in this situation.
But he, Ning Fan, is not a coward. He can bully someone like this and run away, but he still has to take a bite out of the other person's flesh.
"Grandpas three, why do you need to take action to deal with this man? I can do it alone."
A long-haired man came over and looked at Ning Fan calmly.
"Luo Qing, step back, you have nothing to do here." Luo Guofeng said.
Luo Feng's talent in the Luo family is second only to that of Luo Banxian, and he is already in the middle stage of acquired martial arts cultivation.
"Uncle, it's okay. A guy like this dares to marry my sister. How can he be qualified?" Luo Qing sneered.
"Okay! Then let the people of your generation solve it themselves."
"Thank you, Third Grandpa."
Luo Qing looked at Ning Fan with a sneer, and said disdainfully: "Ning Fan, I can give you three moves. If you meet me, I will lose."
"Cousin, you are no match for Ning Fan." Luo Banxian said.
Don't forget that Ning Fan imprisoned himself with one hand. His cultivation level is definitely higher than his own, and he is very likely to become a peak master the day after tomorrow.
"It's okay, if..."
Suddenly, Luo Qing didn't speak, because Ning Fan appeared directly in front of him, watching closely.
"So fast!" Even though it was Luo Banxian's grandfather, the head of the Luo family frowned.
"What?"
Luo Qing was completely stunned. It only took two seconds, as if someone had poured a basin of water on himself.
Sweating all over his body, Ning Fan's eyes were terrifying.
"Go ahead and pretend."
Faced with this strong sense of oppression, Luo Qing angrily punched Ning Fan.
boom!!!
The next second, Luo Qing flew backwards, hitting the wall and coughing up blood.
"Insolent!" The third master of the Luo family started to slap the case.
His grandson was beaten away with one move, which was simply a great shame and humiliation.
"If you dare to hurt my son, I will destroy you."
I saw a middle-aged man rushing in from outside the door and hitting Ning Fan at an extremely fast speed.
"roll!"
Ning Fan was also angry, clenched his fist and punched it out.
At that moment, the air around him seemed to freeze. Faced with the numbing fist wind, the middle-aged man chose to withdraw his moves to resist.
boom!!!
The invisible air spread, and the middle-aged man in the dust also flew out.
The clothes on his body were torn into strips by the strong wind. Although they were not directly embedded in the wall, his eyes still showed fear.
Just the force of one punch gave him a shadow of fear.
Ning Fan withdrew his fist and said with a sneer: "That's all."
"Boy, don't be arrogant." The third master of the Luo family took a step forward, and the pressure he released seemed to turn into a roaring lion.