Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 316 Revenge for Qiu Tan

Gongsun Qianlu said in a low voice: "The further you go, the stronger your opponent will be, so be careful."

"I know." Feng Ting nodded.

"In addition, the opponents we met in Tianshu City were all in the realm of the Purple Mansion, which is not in violation of the orthodox way of hospitality." Gongsun Qianlu's expression was full of anger.

"It's nothing surprising." Feng Ting smiled lightly.

Hong Ben laughed and said, "The spiritual cultivators here act more insidiously."

Feng Ting glanced at Hong Ben and said with a smile: "Being plotted by others means they are powerful."

When Hong Ben heard this, he also laughed loudly: "Yes, if you are soft-headed, they will naturally not target you like this."

The disciples of Qi Cangzong who were watching the excitement at the side felt a little dull when they heard Hong Ben's words.Letting an outsider, who is still a martial arts practitioner, make it all the way to this round, makes them feel that those seniors who have encountered Feng Ting have failed.

"I'm afraid Qiu Tan will die." Han Zhiju said suddenly.

"Well, his opponent is also a middle-level Zifu." Gongsun Qianlu also said.

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing for him to continue like this." Yu Daxiong also said.

"What should I do?" Gongsun Qianlu frowned and said, although she and Qiu Tan were not friends, they were still from the same family.

Feng Ting said calmly: "If we help, we will be beaten to death by He Jinpeng and those referees. It's up to him."

The others also knew this truth, and they all secretly hoped that Qiu Tan would stop worrying about face and admit defeat quickly.

On the other hand, Yan Beigu's situation is not much better, and he is struggling to support it. It is only a matter of time before he loses.

It seems that these two people will not be able to pass the third round.

Feng Ting unconsciously looked at the distant woods, but he found that he couldn't see those big figures in Tianshu City.Are they gone?

He thought those people would not leave, so why couldn't they see them?Could it be that those people also set up a formation, which made them invisible in this position.

Feng Ting thinks this possibility is very big, it seems that this is the rule of Yuntai Conference.Except for the chief officials and referees who presided over the meeting, those powerful figures were not allowed to watch.

Finally, Yan Beigu was defeated, and he simply surrendered.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt relieved.Although Yan Beigu was seriously injured, it was neither fatal nor disabled, and this was the best result.

When Yan Beigu withdrew from the battlefield, he walked closer to Qiu Tan and said to Qiu Tan: "You have more important things to do, don't lose your life here."

"Leave quickly!"

Already the referee yelled at Yan Beigu.

"Yes." Yan Beigu rose rapidly, crossed the battlefield, and flew in the direction of the people in Tianshu City.

When he arrived in front of everyone, he said exhaustedly, "I can only go here."

"Senior brother Yan, you are already very strong." Han Zhiju said with a smile.

"Brother Yan, you are much better than me." Yu Daxiong also said.

Gongsun Qianlu also said: "Brother Yan, among us, only Feng Ting can pass this round."

Yan Beigu turned his attention to Feng Ting. During the Tianshu Conference, although he felt that Feng Ting was a genius.But at that time, I always felt that Feng Ting was a little flashy.But now, he is very sure that Feng Ting is truly powerful.

"Senior Brother Qiu admits defeat."

Han Zhiju suddenly pointed to the battlefield and said.

"That's not bad." Feng Ting smiled.

"That guy still..."

Just as Qiu Tan clenched his fists to concede defeat, his opponent made another attack and sent Qiu Tan flying with one punch.I saw Qiu Tan's blood splashing everywhere, flying 50 meters away.

Feng Ting flew up, flew over the battlefield, and directly grabbed Qiu Tan's arm.

"Feng Ting, get out."

The two referees closest to them shouted at the same time.

Feng Ting's face was cold, and he glanced at Qiu Tan's opponent.That guy shook his fist and made a beheading gesture to Feng Ting and Qiu Tan.

"Let's go."

Qiu Tan didn't want Feng Ting to be punished because of him.

"Walk."

Feng Ting dragged Qiu Tan, who was already weak, across the battlefield, and returned to the people in Tianshu City.He put Qiu Tan down, took out two elixirs, put them into Qiu Tan's mouth, and asked Qiu Tan to sit down.

Han Zhiju, Yan Beigu, Gongsun Qianlu, and Yu Daxiong surrounded Qiu Tan, all with serious expressions.Qiu Tan was caught off guard just now, not only the sternum was broken, but also the viscera and meridians were severely injured.

"A broken bone pierced into his heart, you use your spiritual power to protect his meridians, and I will take out the broken bone," Feng Ting said.

"it is good……"

Several people immediately agreed, released their spiritual power, and protected Qiu Tan's heart.Although they didn't know how Feng Ting came to such a horrific result, they believed in Feng Ting's judgment.

Feng Ting stood behind Qiu Tan, paused for a while, and then raised his hand to pat Qiu Tan's back.

"Ah!...Pop."

With Qiu Tan's scream, a broken bone was ejected from Qiu Tan's chest.

When everyone saw it, it was indeed a bone the size of a mosquito.

Even though Qiu Tan is a strong person, his face is already pale and sweaty at this moment.

Feng Ting gave Qiu Tan another elixir, then looked at Qiu Tan and said: "Your heart should be fine, but this small missing bone will take at least half a year to heal. Within half a year , you'd better not fight with others."

"I see." Qiu Tan looked up at Feng Ting, and forced a smile: "Thank you."

"No need." Feng Ting turned around and turned his gaze to the battlefield again.

Qiu Tan also gritted his teeth and stood up. His body was trembling slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and stood upright.

Everyone also knew that Qiu Tan didn't want others to treat him as a patient, so they stopped seeing him.

At this moment, more than half of the thousand battles have ended.The battlefield was basically stained red with blood, and there were bloodstains everywhere.

Such a tragedy would not have happened at the state city meeting.

Only at this moment did everyone understand the true meaning of the Zongmen Conference more clearly, life and death fighting, leaving no room for it.

Finally, the third round was over, leaving a thousand winners.

The hundreds of referees and He Jinpeng stopped for a while, assigned numbers for the match, and announced the start of the third round.

Because there are only 1000 people left, one-on-one fights, that is, five hundred battles.It makes the battlefield look a little clearer, but this is only relative.

Anywhere, a battle of 1000 people, that's an unusual battle.What's more, these 1000 people are all very powerful spiritual practitioners.

Feng Ting stepped onto the battlefield and saw his opponent, who turned out to be the one who injured Qiu Tan just now.The fellow was tall and menacing.Although it is also a middle-level disciple of the Zifu, it is stronger than the middle-level disciple of the Zifu he faced before.The breath of killing intent will make people feel frightened.

In fact, the battlefield is still dominated by the realm of the cave, and the realm of the Zifu will not exceed 100 people.

It is definitely a very, very small chance of encountering the Purple Mansion Realm for four consecutive rounds.But Feng Ting met them, and each one was stronger than the other.This guy in front of him is more like a murderous executioner.

"What's your name?" Feng Ting actually heard the referee read out this guy's number when he left the field just now, but he still wanted to know this guy's name.

"Feng Ting, you don't deserve to know my name." The executioner-like guy smiled, but there was a killing intent in his smile.

"If I didn't want to kill you, I wouldn't bother to ask your name." Feng Ting's expression was still calm, but there was also killing intent in his eyes.

"Hahaha...?" The guy laughed unscrupulously, as if he was amused by a child's joke.

The 1000 people on the battlefield were all preparing to go to war, but when they heard such wanton laughter, they looked over without realizing it.This also included Gu Yinglong who was preparing for battle.He has always been paying attention to Feng Ting and Li Wan, these two people are the ones he deals with.

Of course, everyone in Tianshu City also found out that Feng Ting's opponent was the one who injured Qiu Tan, and everyone became worried.Especially Qiu Tan, he really felt the madness and tyranny of this guy.He wanted to remind Feng Ting, and even wanted Feng Ting to admit defeat.

"I think Feng Ting is unhappy."

It was Hong Ben who spoke, and he focused on Feng Ting's direction and said.

When everyone heard this, they were a little surprised.They all looked carefully at Feng Ting in the battlefield, only to see Feng Ting casually looking at his opponent.

That guy finally stopped laughing, and said violently, "Feng Ting, remember me, my name is Tuchen."

"Okay, Tuchen, I remember you." Feng Ting's voice did not fall, and he had already shot.

"brush."

A stream of spiritual energy turned into a spear, like an illusory spirit snake, and went straight to this guy called Butcher.

"it is good."

Although Tu Chen was arrogant and raging, he was not a careless person.This is the battlefield, and he is always ready to fight.Therefore, he was prepared for Feng Ting's sudden attack, and responded immediately.

He stepped back slightly, and at the same time flipped his palms, and two strands of spiritual energy slapped down on the spiritual spear.

"Snapped."

The two strands of spiritual power hit the spiritual spear and immediately scattered the spiritual spear.

Tu Chen took advantage of the trend and slashed out with both palms flat, turning into two long knives, and slashed at Feng Ting's upper body in parallel.

Feng Ting didn't resist, and flew up, avoiding the two long knives.

"Scrub."

Tu Chen's control over spiritual power was super strong, and before the two long knives collapsed, he condensed two spiritual powers again.This time it turned into two flying scimitars, like two wheels, flying towards Feng Ting.The speed is faster than the long knife just now, and the attack area is also larger.Moreover, the flying routes of these two scimitars are not completely straight, but have winding curves.

Feng Ting really didn't expect that a Zifu middle-ranker could unleash such a mysterious two scimitars.He had no choice but to vibrate the phantom quietly, speeding up the speed of backing away.

(End of this chapter)