"Of course, look, this is an identity token that my Shangguan family has. I said that the Shangguan family is a member of the Shangguan family. The Shangguan family, whoever dares to take on the matter, will take the head of his neck for me."

She arrogantly showed her identity token and told her identity in public just to kill Fengjiu. Moreover, she was also very confident that as long as her identity as Shangguan family was exposed, even the strongest monk would want to get in touch with her.

"call out"

A whip was pulled out, and with a soothing sound, she heard her screaming with her head, her ink hair dispersed and her daughter's delicate appearance also showed off with the dispersed ink hair.

"Ah, you dare to do it."

She exclaimed and glared, unable to believe that someone dared to attack her after hearing her reputation.

"Shangguan Family"

Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows, and a light flowing in his clear eyes was a light that outsiders could not understand. With a whip in his hand, a roll was instantly shot out, and with a snap, he wrapped around the woman's waist and pulled her over.

The woman was stunned. Before she could react, Feng Jiu had already put her waist in a teasing manner, and gently lifted her chin with her whip-holding hand.

"It's really from the Shangguan family." She picked her chin and looked at her, leaned closer to her ear, and said slowly: "Even if it's from the Shangguan family, we shouldn't mess with me, do you know?"

She was stunned, and she was stunned, not knowing how to react. She has always been accustomed to being arrogant, and no one dared to approach her like this. Suddenly, she was hugged by such a man and spoke in his ears. She felt her mind rumbling and blank.

"Ms. Shangguan, here is a foundation-building cultivator. Today I will help Miss Shangguan speak out and teach this arrogant young man a lesson."

A figure flew out of the crowd, and the sword in his hand turned around, attacking Fengjiu with murderous intent. It was said that he taught the young man a lesson, but anyone could see that this man had a killer move as soon as he took action.

Feng Jiu glanced at the man coldly, pushed the woman away directly, and while pulling the whip back, he threw the whip towards the man's lower plate, wrapped it around his feet and pulled it. The man holding the sword snatched in surprise, and fell to the ground in a thunderous state.

"Swish" Feng Jiu sneered: "It's really hard to stand up even in these two moments."

"Bang"

As soon as the voice fell, she whipped the whip in her hand and thrust hard at the male cultivator. For such a person, she taught her a lesson.

"Hiss"

Before the man could get up, he saw the whip whip. The hidden force on the whip wiped his clothes and whipped him on his skin. He felt that his skin was so painful that it was so painful that it was impossible to breathe.

"Ah, don't beat me, don't beat me, please spare me, please spare me, please spare me"

Looking at the male cultivator who said he was a foundation-building monk, being beaten on the ground by a whip and screaming and begging for mercy, the monks who were originally ready to move could not help but their eyes flashed slightly, and their eyes fell on the boy in red who was wielding the whip.

Each whip was filled with spiritual power visible to the naked eye. They were almost certain that when each whip was whipped, the monk must have been in a state of skin and flesh. Moreover, a foundation-building monk had no power to resist in front of the boy. It can be seen that the boy's strength was hidden.

If this is the case, they really have to think about whether they will make the decision.
Chapter completed!