"Of course I have. Look, this is the identity token that all the children of my Shangguan family have. If I say I am from the Shangguan family, then I am from the Shangguan family. Who dares to pretend to be from the Shangguan family? So? Whoever dares to take this job, I will take his head for him."
She arrogantly showed her identity token and revealed her identity in public, just to take Fengjiu's life. Moreover, she was very confident that as long as her identity as a member of the Shangguan family was exposed, even the most powerful cultivators would want to establish a relationship with her.
"call out!"
A whip was lashed out, knocking off her hair crown with a whoosh. She held her head and screamed, and her black hair fell apart, revealing her delicate look.
"Ah! You, you actually dare to do that!"
She screamed and glared, unable to believe that someone would dare to attack her after hearing about her family's prominent reputation.
"Shangguan family?"
Fengjiu raised her eyebrows, and there was a light in her clear eyes that outsiders could not understand. She swung the whip in her hand, and a roll of whip flew out instantly. It wrapped around the woman's waist with a snap and pulled her over.
The woman was startled, and before she could react, Fengjiu had already grabbed her waist in a teasing manner, and gently lifted her chin with the hand holding the whip.
"Is it really from the Shangguan family?" She lifted her chin to take a look, leaned close to her ear, and said slowly: "Even if it is from the Shangguan family, you shouldn't mess with me, understand?"
She was stunned, completely stunned, not knowing how to react. She had always been arrogant, and no one dared to get close to her like this. Suddenly, she was hugged by such a man and whispered in his ear. She felt a rumble in her mind and went blank.
"Miss Shangguan, I am a casual foundation-building cultivator. Today I will help you vent your anger and teach this arrogant young man a lesson!"
A figure rushed out from the crowd, swung the sharp sword in his hand, and attacked Fengjiu with murderous intent. He said he wanted to teach this young man a lesson, but anyone could see that this person's first move was a killing move.
Fengjiu glanced at the man coldly, pushed the woman away, pulled back the whip and swung it towards the man's lower body. With a whoosh, it wrapped around his feet and pulled. The man who came with the sword screamed and fell to the ground in a mess.
“Tsk!” Feng Jiu sneered: “You dare to stand out with just these two tricks? You really don’t know how to live or die.”
“Bang!”
As soon as she finished speaking, she whipped the whip in her hand and lashed at the male cultivator fiercely. For such people, she would teach them a lesson whenever she saw them.
“Hiss! Ah!”
Before the man could get up, he felt the whip coming at him. The hidden force in the whip rubbed his clothes and hit his flesh, causing him to feel skin torn and the pain was so severe that he could not breathe.
"Ah! Stop, stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Sir, please spare my life, Sir, please spare my life..."
Seeing the male cultivator who was said to be a foundation-building cultivator being whipped and screaming for mercy on the ground, the cultivators who were originally ready to make a move couldn't help but have their eyes flashing slightly, and their eyes fell on the young man in red who was waving the whip.
Each of those whips carried with it hidden spiritual power visible to the naked eye. They were almost certain that with each whip, the cultivator's skin and flesh would be torn apart. Moreover, a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator was completely powerless in front of that young man. It was obvious that the young man's strength was hidden.