My sister is the daughter of destiny

Liu Ruyan's expression was normal. She was sitting there with her chin in her hand, but at this moment, she seemed to be looking down on others, as cold as an ice sculpture.

Liu Xiahui opened her mouth, her pupils suddenly shrank, and a trembling from the soul emerged from the depths of her eyes.

The two little maids didn't react at all and were still looking at Lu Ningfeng blankly.

The moment the sword cut through the air and was about to touch my heart—

Lu Ningfeng's eyes were calm, and a hint of majesty flashed beneath his indifference.

Ding!

The cold light stopped abruptly.

The slight tremor from the dagger echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

The turbulence caused by the confrontation blew up the man's hair. On his handsome face, his bright and calm eyes were as calm as a still pond.

Liu Xiahui's jaw seemed to be dislocated and could not be closed.

He just used two fingers... to easily grab the woman's sword!

The woman was shocked and angry, and was about to pull back, but no matter how hard she thrust forward or pulled back, the two flawless white fingers did not move at all.

In fact, what everyone present didn’t know was that everything Lu Ningfeng said from beginning to end today was just stating a fact.

Not to mention the opposing positions of the two worlds, just in terms of status, there are not many saint-level powerhouses in the entire Tianlan world who are worthy of a cup of tea from him.

Corresponding to this world, that is the powerful Immortal Lord.

Even a powerful Immortal Lord was not qualified to have him respectfully serve tea, so how could this woman, who was only at the level of a fifth-rank Immortal Master, be worthy of it?

Or was it the ninth-rank immortal master guarding behind her that gave her the courage?

"Boring."

Lu Ningfeng shook his head. He had originally found out that she was a ninth-grade immortal master, and was thinking that maybe he could take a look at the difference between the ninth-grade immortal masters in this world and himself when he was at the Dao Yuan realm.

But now it seems that he is a little disappointed.

Under the horrified gaze of the sword-wielding woman, Lu Ningfeng loosened his hand, slightly bent his fingers, and lightly flicked them into the air.

"No!"

The sword-wielding woman felt her scalp tingling and subconsciously tried to dodge.

However, a terrifying force spread from the dagger, and the dagger shattered into many pieces in an instant.

As the fragments approached her, the violent force swept the woman away from the stone pavilion and into the pool in the courtyard.

"Your control over power is so poor that you are unworthy of being called a ninth-grade immortal master."

Lu Ningfeng shook his head again. The power he displayed at this moment also remained at the level of a ninth-grade immortal master.

If the woman had been able to control her own strength and wrestle with him, even if she was not as good as him, she would not have ended up in this situation with such a light push.

Of course, we can't be too harsh.

She didn't know that she was facing an existence who could slaughter Immortal King-level aliens like butchering dogs in the Daoyuan realm... which was the realm of the ninth-grade immortal master.

Even if he only used the power of a ninth-rank immortal master, Lu Ningfeng was still like an insurmountable chasm to her!

The woman was defeated with a snap of his fingers. In just a moment, when everyone in the pavilion came to their senses, the woman had fallen into the pool and was struggling hard against the edge.

Fortunately, the pond was only a few dozen centimeters deep and was used for raising fish. Otherwise, she would have drowned in this small pond and become the first ninth-rank immortal master in the Tianling Realm to be drowned in a fish pond.

The courtyard was completely silent.

However, Lu Ningfeng felt a pressure far more powerful than that of the woman with the sword enveloping him.

A flash of strange color passed by.

This burly man outside is actually not just a ninth-rank official?

This is a bit interesting.

Liu Xiahui, the two little maids and others stared blankly at Lu Ningfeng's hand as he casually withdrew it.

Liu Xiahui's jaw seemed to be completely dislocated. Her whole body was trembling and she couldn't close her mouth for a long time.

Liu Ruyan gently put down her white wrist that was supporting her chin, and all the laziness in her eyes turned into coldness. She turned her head and glanced at the guard who was covered in blood and in a miserable state in the pool.

"Do you know what you have done?" the woman asked calmly, but her calm voice was chilling to the bone.

"It's nothing more than crushing an ant. However, Brother Liu set up the situation today, so I'll give you a favor and not kill anyone today."

Young Master Lu is still a very reasonable person.

Although these ants from the spiritual world were so provocative, he could have killed them at will.

But since he came to the banquet today and he was a guest, it would be bad to kill people at will.

He liked Liu Xiahui very much, so he gave him some face and kept a low profile.

However, what seemed like a very low-key behavior to someone was tantamount to a hard slap in the face to the woman in front of him.

"Oh, today I, Liu Ruyan, will definitely drink the wine you toast me!"

The woman's voice turned completely cold.

Did you really think that just by defeating a mere ninth-rank guard, you could be so arrogant in front of Liu Ruyan?

As the woman finished speaking, the man who had been standing outside the stone pavilion moved.

"Miss Ruyan is the daughter of the Chiluan Liu family, and she is also a specially hired guest of our Xianhua City. To insult her is to insult our Xianhua City. Boy, today I, Luan, will teach you on behalf of your elders how to behave in the world!"

A burly figure over two meters tall stepped into the stone pavilion, walking like a dragon and a tiger. Behind him there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and his words were full of domineering!

Xianhua City?

Guest official? Or specially hired?

Liu Xiahui was confused.

The two little maids huddled together, and Da Lei was even deformed by the squeeze.

But if they don't do this, their legs will probably become weak and they won't be able to stand.

Even the old butler lost his composure for the first time.

They looked at each other in horror.

Xianhua City?

no……

Sisters?

what's the situation?

Didn't he say that he was just cooperating with Xianhua City? How did he become a guest of Xianhua City?

That is one of the nine imperial cities of the human race!

How could you become a guest official so easily?

And this guard...

Liu Xiahui and the old butler looked at this burly guard who walked like a dragon and a tiger, and the more they looked, the more amazed they found it.

While walking, sitting or lying down, strange visions appear naturally.

"A powerful Immortal King?!"

"He, he, he is the Immortal King!??"

The old butler finally lost his composure.

The little maids could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

God have mercy on them, these two little spiritual warriors, normally when they see the head of the Liu family, they already think he is a very important figure.

But now an Immortal King has appeared!

What’s even worse is that the man who is going to face the Immortal King directly is sitting in front of them!

[Will the Immortal King be able to wipe out Mr. Ning and them all with one strike...]

The little maids were almost crying.

"Immortal King? I haven't reached that level yet," the sturdy man said with a yearning look, "but it will be soon!"

"Kid, remember, the person who suppressed you today is Luan Kuo from Xianhua City!"

The sturdy man introduced himself, then stretched out his large hand like a palm-leaf fan and grabbed the head of the man who had been sitting motionless at the table the entire time.

A quasi-immortal king took action and immediately displayed extremely strong oppressive force. The aura that was several times stronger than that of the woman just now spread out, and it was just the breath that was emitted!

Liu Xiahui's face showed horror. Is this the power of a strong man who is infinitely close to the level of Immortal King?

Is the gap between him and this proud sister already so big? Her guard is actually already a quasi-immortal king!

The two little maids simply gave up resisting and leaned back on their chairs, too lazy to put up a fight.

At this time, basically no one in the courtyard still had any hope for Lu Ningfeng.

The quasi-immortal king has come out, how can we play this?

However, just as Liu Ruyan raised a cold smile, Liu Xiahui's face turned pale, and she felt that her life had lost hope again -

Just as the old butler was struggling to resist the pressure from the Quasi-Immortal King, and the two little maids were leaning against the legs of their chairs with no desire to live, accepting the ravages of the Quasi-Immortal King's pressure—

A teacup was handed to Luan Kuo.