Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 177
Xin Han looked at Hong Ben's stalwart back, the smile in his eyes was very gratifying, and then he glanced at Feng Ting gratefully.Hong Ben can have such a big change, all because of Feng Ting.

Feng Ting smiled and said, "I haven't done anything."

"This is where your charm lies." Xin Han said in a very low voice.

Feng Ting shook his head, thinking to himself, these cousins ​​really have a lot of personality.

The three of them walked out of the side door easily. When the three of them crossed the road and walked towards the gate of Guangling Garden, they saw a flirtatious woman standing beside the gate of Guangling Garden.

This woman looked like she was in her 20s, wearing a sexy red dress, and looked at Feng Ting with burning eyes.

This woman is not like a student who worships Feng Ting, but rather like a woman in the world.

"I found you."

Suddenly, the woman rushed in front of Feng Ting, the desire and enthusiasm in her eyes seemed to see her long-lost lover.

"You've got the wrong person." Feng Ting said casually.

"Feng Ting, you won't be the leader, so you won't recognize me!" The woman opened her eyes wide and looked at Feng Ting in surprise.

Feng Ting said with a bored smile, "I'll say it again, you've found the wrong person."

"I'm looking for the wrong person, and I won't look for the wrong father of the child." The woman said as she reached out to grab Feng Ting's arm.

Feng Ting retreated and avoided the woman.

"Feng Ting... Do you really want to be so cruel?" When the woman spoke, tears fell down.

Feng Ting felt wrong, Xin Han felt wrong, even Hong Ben felt surprised.

It's just that the guards at the gate of the Guangling Garden looked at Feng Ting a little strangely. In their view, Feng Ting was very talented, and being a young man was nothing, so why didn't he dare to admit it?Is it because he is afraid of being blamed by Xin Han?But usually Xin Han is obedient to Feng Ting, so she shouldn't be a shrew.

"Feng Ting...you are going too far."

Suddenly, a voice came from the gate of Guangling College, and a clean and white student flew behind Feng Ting.

Feng Ting didn't need to look back, he already knew it was Qiu Peng from the voice.He wondered in his heart, does the Qiu family want to use this woman to tarnish my reputation?But I don't care about fame at all!
"Feng Ting...you can't just leave me alone!" The woman knelt down as she spoke, with tears streaming down her cheeks, looking very pitiful.

"Feng Ting, it's not a big deal for you to be romantic as a young man, why don't you admit it?" Qiu Peng's tone was full of contempt.

Feng Ting turned his head and looked at Qiu Peng with a stern look in his eyes.

Qiu Peng had seen Feng Ting's methods more than once, and when he met Feng Ting's eyes, his heart trembled unconsciously.But he told himself that for the sake of becoming a member of the Qiu family, for the mansion of that wealthy family, even if he was beaten and disabled by Feng Ting, it was worth it.

This is the plan he discussed with Qiu Zhongxun that day to deal with Feng Ting. He came forward to accuse Feng Ting, and was injured by Feng Ting, giving Qiu Tan an excuse to attack Feng Ting hard.

He turned his head inadvertently, and saw Qiu Tan really standing at the gate of Guangling Academy watching.He became more confident, took a step forward, and said angrily: "Feng Ting, you don't deserve to be a student of Guangling College for your behavior like this."

"roll."

Feng Ting made a sudden move and slapped him across the face.

"Snapped."

Qiu Peng was sent flying and fell more than ten meters away.

"Feng Ting, you won't hit me, will you?" Seeing Feng Ting's attack so hard, the woman in red was a little scared.

Qiu Peng got up, rushed to Feng Ting again, and shouted: "Feng Ting... As a student of Guangling College, I will never see you treat a woman like this."

Feng Ting had already seen Qiu Tan standing at the gate of Guangling College, and he vaguely felt what the purpose of the Qiu family was.This guy Qiu Peng came to die on purpose, and then gave Qiu Peng a chance to hit him hard.

This is not within the academy, even if Qiu Tan hits harder, it's not a big deal.

At this time, many students of Guangling College were standing inside and outside the side door of the school gate, watching the good show at the gate of Guangling Garden.

"Feng Ting...don't hit me...and the baby in my stomach." The woman was terrified, but she came closer.

Qiu Peng also shouted loudly: "Feng Ting, I hope you will take some responsibility."

"court death!"

Feng Ting made another move, punching out with one punch, the sixth punch of Yizi Bengquan.He is now at the elementary level of Xingzhu, and the power of this punch is much greater than when Dou Wang was at a high level.It is enough to deal with Qiu Peng who is a middle-level Huaren.

"boom.

Six layers of force hit Qiu Peng's chest, and his weak body was blasted out.

At this time, the sun had already set, and there were tall trees outside the side gate of Guangling College, and there was no light at the gate of Guangling College.

And there are a lot of people around here, so this place is actually a bit dark.

"brush."

Suddenly, a wave of illusory spiritual power flew out of the crowd and hit Qiu Peng who was in the air.

This attack was very subtle and weird, and because the surrounding area was a bit chaotic, the level of those students was not too high.So not many people saw this spiritual blow, except for Qiu Tan and Feng Ting, only a dozen or so students saw it.

At this moment, Feng Ting felt that things were not that simple, that Qiu Peng was an abandoned son.

"thump."

Qiu Peng fell to the ground, his sternum had been shattered, and his heart had been pierced by the sternum.At this time, he suddenly understood.The original plan was different from what he had set with Qiu Zhongxun. Qiu Tan's excuse for attacking Feng Ting might not only be that he was injured, but that he wanted to use his own death to charge Feng Ting with murder.

"You shouldn't have abandoned me... Puff."

Qiu Peng's unwilling words were still spoken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The spiritual power in his body surged, making him unable to speak anymore.

"Take Xin Han back."

Feng Ting said something to Hong Ben, and then flew out, he wanted to catch that weird killer in the crowd.

"brush."

At this moment, a black shadow in the crowd flew northward following the shadow of the big wall of Guangling Academy.This person is not only fast, but also weird and confused.The students around him didn't notice his coming and going.

"Whizzing."

The phantom wings of the wind trembled, and chased after the shadow in the direction it retreated.He faintly saw that the killer's left sleeve was empty, as if his left hand was missing.Feng Ting knew who the killer was, and he desperately chased after him.If he didn't catch this guy, he might be accused of killing Qiu Peng by the joint killer.

It was already dark, and the killer's speed was too fast, and more importantly, it was very strange, like a ray of wind.Feng Ting managed to keep up, but couldn't.

Suddenly, another black shadow appeared, but this black shadow was very thin and looked like a malnourished big child. He directly blocked this weird killer.

"brush."

A stern sword light flashed across, and with icy spiritual power, he went straight to stab the killer.

Xiao Ning!

Feng Ting recognized at a glance that the person who drew the sword was Xiao Ning, and this sick man finally appeared at the most critical moment.

The killer didn't conflict with Xiao Ning, he dodged quickly, and continued to escape with a diagonal stab.

Although the assassin's stay was extremely short, it gave Feng Ting a chance to approach him, and also gave Feng Ting a chance to make a move.With a flip of his palms, the first mountain hammer of Shixiangjin was thrown out.

"boom."

Vigorous spiritual energy burst out with overwhelming momentum, smashing towards the killer.

"brush."

The killer just turned around and slapped, a wave of spiritual power shot out, hitting the vigorous spiritual energy.

"Boom."

The spiritual power and spiritual energy collided and collapsed almost at the same time.

"brush."

At the same time, Xiao Ning drew his sword again.His sword was faster than Feng Ting, and the cold sharp edge burst out, heading straight for the killer's back.

The killer's body was shaken, and he turned into a strange shadow, and ran away resolutely.But Xiao Ning's sword is too fast and too cold.The killer escaped a little slower, and was swept away by Jian Guang.A piece of flesh was cut off from his shoulder.

Although this injury is nothing to the killer, the psychological shock is self-evident.This is not the first time he and Xiao Ning have met. Last time, he successfully attacked Xiao Ning and almost killed Xiao Ning.

It's been more than a month, but it's so powerful that it has surpassed his imagination.

"brush."

At this moment, Feng Ting punched out, the edge of the fist vibrated, and the punch was the tenth heaviest, and a spiritual energy entangled the killer's calf like a rope.

"Snapped."

With a kick of the killer's calf, his spiritual power exploded, and he thought he would be able to shake off the entanglement of this spiritual energy.But what he didn't expect was that he wasn't completely shaken away, which prevented him from escaping as quickly as possible.

"brush."

And Xiao Ning's murderous icy sword light arrived again, in this late night, it was so fast that the killer felt chills.In desperation, he swung his arms, and his spiritual power exploded, turning into a long stick and sweeping towards Xiao Ning's wrist.He wanted to use this method to block Xiao Ningjian.

"Snapped."

The spiritual stick touched Xiao Ning's wrist, and Xiao Ning's wrist did shake a bit, but the shaking was not enough to deflect the sword in Xiao Ning's hand.

"flutter."

The cold air of the sword pierced the killer's right shoulder with spiritual energy.

The killer's eyes were cold, and he had been at loggerheads with this dark, sickly boy for several months, but he never expected that today he would have a showdown for life and death.His body trembled, and his face instantly turned black, making his already gloomy face even more ghastly.

"Boom."

A thick spiritual power surged in the killer's body, and rushed out along Xiao Ning's sword, and went straight to Xiao Ning's face.

If Xiao Ning let go of his sword at this moment, with his speed, he could completely avoid this blow.But he was not used to throwing down his sword, so he still held the sword while retreating.

"let go."

When Feng Ting arrived, he had an illusory fog gu blade in his hand, and stabbed at the killer's chest.

The killer tried his best to deal with Xiao Ning, so he had to raise his hand to block Feng Ting's blow.He has spiritual energy in his palm, and he believes that with his own strength, he will definitely be able to block such a short blade in Feng Ting's hand.

"brush."

The fog gu blade was too sharp, and Feng Ting's power completely exceeded the killer's prediction. The fog gu blade penetrated the killer's aura and also passed through the killer's wrist.His right hand was broken off at the wrist.

(End of this chapter)