Hearing this, Feng Jiu curled his lips and smiled, and asked, "Is this the cultivation of the family? Or is it because you are one of the eight great families in the Blue Devil City, so you can be so unreasonable?"
Patriarch Ruan squinted his eyes, glanced at Wang Yu, and sneered in a calm voice: "Do you think the Wang family can protect you?"
"Can't the Wang family protect me?" Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows: "As far as I know, the Wang family is also one of the eight largest families in this city."
Patriarch Ruan raised his head and laughed, and said arrogantly: "The Wang Family is now more than ever, even if they want to protect you, there is no such thing!"
"Really? Believe it or not, within one day, I can remove your Ruan family from the eight major families in the Blue Devil City?" Feng Jiu casually played with his fingers, his voice was slightly casual, of course. Her words shocked the people around, even Patriarch Ruan was no exception.
Patriarch Ruan stared at the red-dressed woman in front of her, seeing that her expression was indifferent, without the slightest fear, and her behavior was more elegant and calm. The words came out of her mouth, as if she was talking about how the weather is today. Let him mention her involuntarily, guessing her identity.
This woman is obviously a foreigner, even if she doesn't know her origin, but she is probably the daughter of the family. He really hasn't been afraid of anyone from the family to the family!
What's more, the Blue Devil City is also a big city. It can be one of the eight great families in this city. Doesn't the Ruan family have any background?
Right now, he sneered: "What a big tone! Today, no matter who you are, I will take you back to the mansion! If my daughter's hand is cured properly, I might be able to spare your life. , Otherwise, you will definitely be better off than dead!"
"Come on! Get her up for me!" He snorted in a deep voice, raising his hand to let the guard come forward.
"Let me see who dares!" Wang Yu sipped and stepped forward.
"Grab Wang Yu for me too!" Patriarch Ruan shouted angrily.
"Yes!"
The guards who followed him immediately responded and stepped forward and deducted them. At this moment, Jian Shu pulled out his sword to protect his son, while Leng Shuang had already walked to the king's house without knowing when. The guard guarded the big wooden barrel, watching this scene coldly.
Feng Jiu looked at the Patriarch Ruan with a smile, not frightened or angry, like a bystander outside the incident, watching this raging scene, and said to Du Fan beside him: "Abolish his cultivation."
"Okay." Du Fan responded, and his figure flew out like lightning, heading towards the family master Ruan.
And the Patriarch Ruan hadn’t even recovered from Feng Jiu’s abolition of his cultivation, he saw that the man with the fan had come to him, clasping his hand and kicking his foot. , He knelt down, the mighty mighty gratitude enveloped him, and at that moment he could not move at all.
A breath of death enveloped him, and the feeling of being arrogant made him flustered and frightened, the arrogant look between his brows finally dissipated, and what appeared was horror and horror.
"No, no! Ah..."
He only had time to tremble, and immediately afterwards, he felt all his cultivation base radiate from his body. As his spiritual power cultivation was abolished, his entire face changed rapidly.
In just such a short time, an aristocratic family leader became a mortal with no cultivation level. This scene shocked everyone around him...