Ernier's strength is definitely not weak.

In any case, he is a legendary-level master, even if he has just stepped into this realm, it is still a legend.

Moreover, Ernier's physical skills are exquisite, eighty percent of his strength is on his hands, each one is tempered like steel bar, and the ends of his fingers are sharp and long nails, like slightly curved blades.

These five claws, as long as they are buckled on Ron's head, are afraid that they will immediately be five bloody holes.

That's not all, the moment this claw was clawed out, there were even more energy seeping out from the end of the fingers, and the chains had already entangled Ron in front of him, so that Ron had no room to dodge at all.

Most of the onlookers around were ordinary people, so it was natural that they couldn't see how many doorways were hidden in Erneill's seemingly casual move.

But Ernier is definitely famous in the royal city, and everyone knows that this young master of the Copperfield family will easily not make a move, and he will kill him.

So far, none of the people who have offended Ernier have survived his hands, and then look at Ron and the elf, these two are afraid that they will also die this time.

No one thought that Ron and Mirabelle would survive, not even Erneill, who even increased his strength when he saw that his round head was about to have a few more holes.

But at this time, something happened suddenly.

Ernier only felt a flash of light in front of him, as if something was whizzing past him.

That speed, as fast as lightning, even with Erneill's strength, could not be caught at all.

In the next moment, only a snap was heard, and Ron's fingers lightly placed under Erneill's wrists, and the movements were light and fluttering without the slightest fire, as if a weak willow was supporting the wind, but Ernier only felt an unbearable soreness surging through his body for a moment.

The whole body from head to toe, all the muscles and meridians did not obey the call at this time, and even soured directly to the bones.

That's not all, Ron's fingers looked light, but the power contained in the fingers was unbearable for Ernier, and his thick arms flew upward, and his body leaned back uncontrollably.

This sudden change made Ernier completely unresponsive, he really couldn't imagine that the poor worm who had been bullied by himself since he was a child could actually block one of his attacks.

When did he become so strong?

Then, a monstrous rage rose in Erneal's chest.

He felt an unprecedented rage, how dare this hateful bastard fight back?

Did he dare to fight back?

How dare he?

Thinking of this bastard, who had behaved extremely humble in front of him since he was a child, and who had never dared to resist, and now he was still fighting back at him, Erneil's face was completely distorted, like a mad beast.

Kill him, kill him, kill him.

Ernier roared in his heart, he couldn't accept a bastard who had been bullied by himself since he was a child, with a beautiful elf that was difficult for him to touch, he couldn't accept this bastard, and he dared to do it to himself.

The anger almost destroyed his sanity, and he had never been so frantic as he was to kill someone.

The urge was so strong that Ernal completely forgot about the moment when Ron was able to easily block his attack.

He just waited, waiting for the paralyzing taste to disappear from his body, and then he would use his own hands to tear the hateful bastard in front of him to shreds.

However, Ron wouldn't give him that chance.

Before, he was still a little reserved, but when Ernier directly killed himself and prepared to kill him, the last bit of pity in Ron's heart disappeared in this instant.

His face turned unusually cold.

With a wrong step, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the clothes on Erneil's chest.

When the tall strong man couldn't react at all, he let out a snort, and his whole body was pulled up by Ron.

At the moment when the arm was raised to the highest point, it suddenly fell again.

With a bang, Erneill's tall body was directly smashed to the ground by Ron.

The whole road trembled.

There was a crunching sound in between.

At this moment, Ron really didn't have any reservations, and where Erneill's body fell, a deep pit appeared directly on the solid pavement, and the dense cracks spread around like a spider web, and at the same time, I don't know how many bones were shattered.

Unable to withstand the violent impact, Ernier only felt a dull pain in his chest, and then with a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, although his face was still fierce, but the whole person was sluggish.

For a moment, there was a deathly silence all around.

This scene completely exceeded everyone's expectations, a large number of people around them who ate melons widened their eyes one by one, opened their mouths wide, but they couldn't make a sound, who would have thought that Erneil, who had always been arrogant and domineering in the royal city, and no one dared to provoke him, would fall into such an end?

Erneill's two younger brothers were even more stunned on the spot, motionless.

Those people who eat melons don't know, but they know it well, Ernier just stepped into the realm of legends half a year ago and became one of the top masters of the Dusk Continent.

But what's going on right now?

Ernier, who is in the realm of legends, couldn't even make a move in the hands of this man, and was defeated directly?

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

What is this man's strength?

The two younger brothers glanced at each other, and they could see the shock and fear in each other's eyes, and they both knew that this time they really kicked the iron plate.

The other party is actually a legendary-level master, and judging from the fact that he can take down Ernier with one move, his strength is at least three legendary stars, and this kind of strength is really qualified not to take ordinary nobles to heart.

This guy, after cleaning up Ernier, the next thing to clean up should be himself, right?

The two looked at each other, and they could see the intention in each other's eyes.

In the next second, the movements of the two were surprisingly consistent, straightforward, and without hesitation, they let go of Mills's shoulders, let Mills's body fall to the ground, and then ran without turning around, for fear that one would accidentally be poisoned by Ron.

As for what brotherly righteousness?

Please, they're fox friends and dogs, and they're not familiar with them.

However, these two people have a little bit of a lost conscience, and the direction of their escape is the mansion of the Copperfield family.

The legendary-level master is no longer an existence that they can deal with, and perhaps, only the ancestor of the Copperfield family can settle this kid when he comes out of the mountain.

As for Ron, although he saw the movements of the two boys, he didn't pay attention to it, and his indifferent eyes just looked at Erneill, whose face was covered with blood and kept wriggling like a maggot.

The picture of being bullied by Erneill played out in Ron's mind one by one.

He's not really Ron.

Once upon a time, he thought that after he killed Melville, he would be able to completely cut ties with the Copperfield family.

But at this moment, as the memories of that scene continued to emerge in my mind, there were bursts of irritability and hatred in my chest, which were completely uncontrollable.

It's like an instinct imprinted in the bone marrow, even with Ron's strength and heart, it will inevitably be affected.

Perhaps, for the original owner of this body, the period of time he lived in the Copperfield family was too profound, like an abyss of hell, which can never be forgotten.

"Bastard...... You dare to hit me......"

On the ground, Ernier was still roaring.

Several bones were broken, but his body was still squirming and struggling, trying to get up from the ground.

Even if the broken bones were directly poked into the flesh and blood, bringing bursts of unbearable pain, Ernier didn't care at all, compared to the physical pain, the mental humiliation made him suffer even more.

He couldn't bear the humiliation he had to endure in public.

What is even more unbearable and humiliating himself is actually the mongrel who was bullied by himself at will.

Even if Ron had smashed him to the ground, even if several bones had been broken on his body, he would never accept that Ron could have such strength.

He just...... One carelessly.

That's right, he was just careless, and he was attacked by Ron, a bastard who doesn't speak martial arts.

Just ...... yourself

At that moment, Ron suddenly stepped forward.

Ernier, whose eyes were blood-red, happened to see Ron's face, and when he saw that face, the roar in his throat stopped abruptly.

The bone-chilling coldness swept through his body in an instant, and an indescribable fear made Erneil's soul tremble, as if it was not a person standing in front of him, but a complete devil.

What a face that is.

On that face, Ernier didn't feel the slightest temperature, not the slightest emotion.

There's not much hatred either, there's just ...... The ultimate indifference.

Ron's appearance made Mirabelle couldn't help but be a little worried, since she met Ron until now, even when facing the Holy Father, she had never seen Ron actually show such an expression.

Inexplicably, she even had some heartache.

His nose was sore, and his eyes were almost dripping with tears.

She subconsciously stretched out her little hand, as if she wanted to bring a little warmth to Ron, to cut away the palpitating indifference, but just as she was about to touch Ron, Mirabelle stopped.

White teeth bit her lower lip, and Mirabelle just watched Ron's back silently from behind, she knew that what he needed now was catharsis.

"Erneill, if I'm not mistaken, when I was a child, you broke three fingers of my right hand, right?"

A low, hoarse voice came from Ron's mouth, and as soon as the voice reached Erneil's ears, Ernier's body couldn't stop shivering.

Ron slowly crouched down in front of him, and the indescribable fear grew stronger at close range, but no matter what, Ernier was unwilling to lose face in front of Ron.

This is his last pride.

He grinned, and between his teeth was bloodshot:

"Three fingers?"

"I thought it was five."

"Bastard, I just hate not killing you when I was a kid......"

The terrible voice was that of a resentful beast, and its gaze was extremely ferocious.

Ron was so ruthless just now, many bones on his body were broken, even with Erneill's strength, he couldn't control his body for a while, otherwise, he would definitely pounce on Ron and bite off a bite of flesh with his teeth.

Ron wasn't angry either, he even smiled at Erneill: "Five is five, I don't care." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ernier's heart suddenly became alarmed, his body trembled, and he instinctively wanted to hide his right hand, but ...... Ron's movements were faster, and with a sudden, his left hand reached over like lightning, grabbing Erneille's wrist with one hand, and his right hand had already grabbed Erneill's thumb.

"Five fingers, all of them will be returned to you."

Click!

Hiss!

There was an instant gasp around them.

I only feel that my fingers are aching faintly, good guy, the thumb is directly attached to the back of the hand, that taste...... Tsk, just by looking at Erneill's mouth open to swallow an egg, you know that it is definitely uncomfortable.

This is so ruthless.

This kid is crazy.

Knowing Erneill's identity, he still dares to make such a ruthless move, isn't he afraid of the revenge of the Copperfield family?

However, listening to the conversation between these two people, they obviously knew each other before, but they didn't know what hatred and resentment, and for a while, the gossip of the melon-eating masses around them was burning, and several versions had appeared in a short period of time, among which the most widely circulated was that both of them fell in love with the same woman when they were young, and they were jealous...... Even some details are depicted in vivid colors, and I have to say that the creativity of the masses is still very strong.

Ernier was screaming, and his body squirmed even more.

Ten fingers to the heart.

Even if he is a legendary-level master, he can't bear the feeling of his fingers being broken alive.

"This is the first one."

Ron didn't care what Ernier looked like now, and had already grabbed the index finger of Erneill's right hand.

"Kill you, I'll kill you......"

Click.

The index finger of his right hand was also attached to the back of his hand, and the finger bone was completely twisted.

"This is the second root."

Ron...... You wait, I'...... I won't ......"

Click!

"This is the third ......"

"Bastard, there's a kind of ...... you"

Click.

"This is the fourth."

"Damn bastard......

Click.

"This is the fifth."

Five fingers in a row, all of which were broken by Ron.

Erneel's body trembled like chaff, and his face was extremely pale, like gold paper, and there was not a trace of blood in sight.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

Ernier didn't even have the strength to scream, and there was only a heavy gasp in his throat.

This guy is a gentleman, and the pain in his heart is almost about to make him crazy, but his left hand is still supporting his body, trying to get up, even if his left hand is shaking.

Ron didn't care about Erneill's swearing and staring at him at all, he broke off five of his fingers, if he couldn't get treatment in time, then his right hand would basically be scrapped, seeing that the five were unsupported, all hanging on a layer of skin, shrugging fingers, how painful, and no one was allowed to scold and stare twice, it would be too much.

As we all know, he is a gentleman, and there is still a little room for him.

Ron stood up, and instead of torturing Erneill's fingers, his eyes turned to Erneill's left leg.

"If I'm not mistaken, I think you broke my left leg once......"

In my mind, there are still some broken fragments of memory.

After Ernier broke this left leg, she was still the poor woman, and she went everywhere to beg people to kowtow, to borrow money, and then carried the original owner of the body to the church for treatment, otherwise she was afraid that she would be disabled for the rest of her life.

Maybe it was that scene that stimulated the original owner of the body too much.

Many of Ron's inherited memories have become blurred, but that scene is unusually clear.

Ernill squirmed, trying to get up to a sudden halt.

In his wide eyes, there was finally a trace of fear.

Ron...... How dare you ......"

Call!

Before the words could fall, Ron's arm had already lifted and fallen.

The Dragon's Eye scepter slammed into Erneill's left knee.

He didn't use the Piercing Death Lance, it was too sharp to be good.

Or is it more appropriate to have a blunt weapon like the Eye of the Dragon God...... Although this is a staff, its weight is comparable to that of a mountain, and it is definitely not wrong to say that it is a blunt weapon.

Bang!

The head of the dragon's eye smashed into Erneil's knee.

Click, crunch!

All kinds of strange sounds were mixed together in an instant, and at the same time, it was extremely difficult to hear, but also mixed with desperate horror.

Kneecap, smashed.

Erneill's left leg became two parts, countless white bone stubble, piercing the flesh and skin exposed, looking a little scary, and only some rotten epidermis was left at the knee position, barely connecting the upper and lower legs.

If you break one of our legs, we will break one of your legs, fair and just, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Does that picture hurt?

Look at the tattered flesh and skin, the bones that have been completely smashed, it must be very painful.

However, Ernier did not scream, his body did not twitch, he just stared at his broken left leg with a wide eyeball, his eyes were gray and desperate.

This injury...... Although there was still a little skin barely attached, this leg was equivalent to being completely severed, and even if you used the chant magic immediately, you should not try to reconnect this severed leg.

Ernier knew that from now on, he would be a cripple.

For a cultivator who had just stepped into the realm of legends and became a true master of the Dusk Continent, known as Young Yingjie, this kind of injury was more painful and unbearable for him than directly killing him.

He is still alive, but his strength will inevitably be seriously affected, and his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

He can't inherit the Copperfield family, he can't get the title of Grand Duke, and the family can't let a cripple become the head of the family, even if his realm is still the highest existence in the younger generation.

For an existence like the Copperfield family, family decency is above all else.

All that he had vanished with the fall of the scepter.

It's too ruthless.

Ernier never dreamed that he would end up in such a situation at the hands of Ron.

He's regretting it.

For the first time, a strong sense of remorse arose in Erneill's heart.

It's just that what he regrets is not bullying Ron when he was a child, what he regrets is that he didn't directly kill this person when he was a child?

Ron didn't know what Ernier was thinking, and he didn't care, he held the dragon god's eye scepter in one hand and looked at Erneil's left arm, which only made Ernier shiver.

At the same time, a cold, faint voice like a demon's whisper slowly rang out in Erneil's ears: "I remember ......"

"It seems that my left arm was also broken once by you......"

Hiss!

Erneill's body trembled uncontrollably.

Almost at the same time, two of Erneill's younger brothers, Jacobs and Zoe, appeared in front of a tall mansion.

On the mansion, a plaque hangs:

Copperfield!

12,000 delivered.

(End of chapter)