Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 347 The Carriage Full of Holes

"brush……"

And the three black shadows in the air continued to attack the galloping carriage, and spears of spiritual power shot into the carriage.In an instant, more than a dozen holes were left on the carriage.But they still didn't want to give up the idea of ​​attacking, and they continued to release spiritual spears.

"brush……"

The coachman didn't dare to resist, and didn't dare to turn his head, he just drove the carriage at a gallop.There were also scars left on his body from the remaining power of the spiritual spear, and his body was covered in blood in an instant.The Golden Scaled Horse was also unavoidable, with more and more wounds.Even the wounds were not fatal, and the golden scaled horse was still running wildly.

"call--."

The carriage ran wildly and saw a carriage ahead.

At this time, the three figures stopped attacking, rushed into the nearby woods, and disappeared.

The coachman still urged the horse to run wildly. He knew that the opponent was too strong, so he didn't dare to stop. This was driving the horse and galloping wildly.

After passing several carriages one after another, the carriage galloped into the south gate of Grid City.

At this moment, the sun was already high, and there were already many pedestrians on the street. In addition, today was Chi Ling's funeral day, so there were even more people.

The carriage that Feng Ting was riding in was particularly eye-catching because the golden scaled horse was covered in blood, the coachman was also covered in blood, and the carriage was full of holes.Some spiritual cultivators could tell that this was a carriage that had been attacked. If there were people in the carriage, they would surely die.

The coachman actually thought the same way, he believed that Feng Ting in the car must have died long ago.He only hoped to be able to bring Feng Ting's body back to the mansion, as for the rest of the matter, he couldn't solve it.

Because it was certain that Feng Ting was dead, the coachman didn't waste time and energy checking the situation in the car.

The carriage passed through the streets and arrived at the gate of the big house on Beiyuan Avenue.

The coachman opened the gate and drove the carriage into the mansion.

Not far from the main entrance of the mansion, on a carriage, a tall figure watched the carriage enter with a big smile and watched the gate close.

At this time, the car door opened, and a young man of medium build got into the car and sat opposite the tall middle-aged man.

"Master, Feng Ting is dead." The young man said.

"I saw it." The tall middle-aged man expressed his satisfaction.

"Master, with Feng Ting dead, it will be much easier to deal with Li Wan," the young man said.

"Yes." The tall middle-aged man nodded slightly, and said, "But once Feng Ting dies, Ping Jian must be more vigilant."

The young man said: "Master, this is not Qi Cangzong, let alone Master Ping Jian's Gong Chuan Gong Hall. As long as you keep an eye on it, you will always find a chance to kill Li Wan."

"That's right, this is not an ordinary place, no matter how cautious he is, there will be omissions." The face of the tall middle-aged man suddenly revealed a faint ruthlessness: "Even if I break in, I will Kill Li Wan."

The young man was somewhat surprised when he heard this.He felt that Master valued Li Wan too much. Did Li Wan really pose such a big threat to Master?
……

Inside the mansion, the carriage stopped, and before the driver called, many people had already surrounded him.

Li Zhencha, Zhao Yun, Li Wan, and Luo Yue arrived first, and their faces changed when they saw the carriage full of holes.

"Brother Feng...!"

As soon as Li Yue called out, Li Wan quickly opened the car door.

There was a smell of blood in the car, but there were no dead bodies.

Although Feng Ting's gown was full of holes and torn like this carriage, he was still alive.His face was a little pale, but his eyes were still bright and calm.

"Brother Feng...!"

When Li Yue saw Feng Ting was alive, her bright eyes revealed deep shock.

"How can I die so easily!"

Feng Ting said as he got out of the car and stood in front of everyone.

"Master Feng, you are fine!"

Li Zhencha, Zhao Yun and his wife were equally astonished. Looking at the carriage and Feng Ting's gown, it was enough to show that Feng Ting had been attacked, and he must have been hit in the vitals more than once.

This can survive!

"Brother Feng... how did you survive?" Li Yue asked curiously with her big eyes open.

"I didn't want to die, so I survived." Feng Ting replied.

"But you... this injury is too serious!" Li Yue frowned, with doubts and surprises on his face.

"Could it be that you want me to die?" Feng Ting laughed.

"Brother Feng...why would I miss you dead?" Li Yue laughed.

At this time, Hu Gaoxuan, Duan Ping, Chu Zhongqiu, Ding Chundong, and Chu Zhongqiu also arrived.They were all shocked when they saw the hole in the carriage and Feng Ting's tattered gown.

"Feng Ting... Are you seriously injured?" Hu Gaoxuan stepped forward and asked.

"I can't die." Feng Ting replied.

"Master Feng, you are really fine!"

The driver has been standing beside the car. Although he is covered in blood, he is staring at Feng Ting in a daze. He doesn't understand why Feng Ting is still alive?

"It's a good thing you brought me back, otherwise I would have died." Feng Ting looked at the coachman.

"Master Feng, I failed to protect you well." The driver's eyes were full of guilt.

Feng Ting smiled and said, "You have protected well."

"Master Feng, you are joking." The driver bowed his head in shame.

"Go back." Feng Ting said and walked towards the backyard.

Li Yue came over immediately and reached out to support Feng Ting.Ding Chundong also immediately supported Feng Ting's other arm.

A group of people walked back, and the coachman stood there with dull eyes.Of course he didn't want Feng Ting to die, but he thought it was impossible for Feng Ting to live.He turned his head to look at the car that was full of holes, then at the blood on his body, and then at the golden-scaled horse whose golden scales had become blood scales.

There is also the bloody smell in the carriage, which means that Feng Ting has been in the carriage all the time, and even if not all of the spears with spiritual power hit Feng Ting, most of them hit Feng Ting.

His gown was obviously full of holes, how could he survive?
The coachman was confused, and the servants and guards who saw all this not far away could not understand.

In this mansion, just now I thought the funeral was going to be held, but I didn't expect the funeral to be canceled suddenly.

An hour later, a young man ushered in the mansion.

This guest is from Chifu. He is Chi Jian, the son of Chi Guangnian, and Chi Ling's elder brother. He knows that Chi Ling died here, in front of Feng Ting.He wanted to ask Feng Ting how Chi Ling died.

This is actually tantamount to asking for guilt.

Jia Ding initially told Chi Jian that Feng Ting was attacked on the way back and was seriously injured, so he might not be able to see guests.And let Chi Jian visit the carriage and the golden-scaled horse.

Chi Jian didn't believe it, he thought that Feng Ting was going to see Chi Ling's funeral, no one dared to attack Feng Ting on the way back, he thought this was Feng Ting's excuse, an excuse to escape.

The servant had no choice but to bring Chi Jian to the gate of Feng Ting's small courtyard.He asked Chi Jian to wait, and he went in to report.

After a while, Feng Ting came out of the room wearing a brand new blue shirt, and walked straight to Chi Jian.

Chi Jian saw that Feng Ting's complexion was indeed a little pale, but only a little pale, not like a person who was ambushed and almost died.

Feng Ting recognized this Chi Jian young master, who was the Chi family young master who was talking to him in front of the coffin.

"Feng Ting, it seems that you are fine." Chi Jian said coldly.

"I'm fine." Feng Ting replied casually.

"I'm Chi Jian, Chi Ling's older brother. I've come to you to seek justice for Chi Ling." Chi Jian felt that he was being very polite when he said so.

"Master Chi, just tell me what you have." Feng Ting said calmly.

"How did Chi Ling die here?" Chi Ling asked in a threatening tone.

Feng Ting replied: "Chi Ling has a strange disease, after the onset of the disease, he was unable to resist the pain of burning his body, so he went."

Chi Jian clenched his teeth and said, "Why does my younger brother get sick continuously?"

Feng Ting replied: "It should be that he has been suppressing the blazing aura in his body with extreme cold force before, causing serious physical damage. In addition, he did not have the courage to resist the blazing aura, which made the blazing aura even more crazy."

"Nonsense!" Chi Jian said angrily, "It's all nonsense."

Feng Ting could tell that Chi Jian was here to inquire about crimes, and he didn't want to explain anymore, so he said, "Master Chi, you won't believe anything I say, so do whatever you want."

"Hmph! I want to seek justice for Chi Ling." Chi Jian's eyes burst into anger.

"If you want to kill me, I will definitely not agree." Feng Ting's answer was straightforward.

But in Chi Jian's eyes, this is provocation, he said coldly: "Do you think you can escape this catastrophe if you don't agree?"

Feng Ting said calmly: "Master Chi, you are only a high-ranking Zifu, you may not be able to beat me."

"presumptuous!"

As Chi Jian spoke, he had already made a move, and a strand of spiritual power turned into a spear, piercing Feng Ting's chest.

Feng Ting took his time and stepped back to get out of the way of the spiritual spear as quickly as possible.

"Scrub."

Chi Jian shot again, with two spears of spiritual power.But Feng Ting avoided it in the same way, still very casual and relaxed.

"Twice!"

Although Chi Jian had heard the story of Feng Ting in Qi Cangshan, he still didn't think Feng Ting was a strong man. He believed that martial arts practitioners were always weak, and Feng Ting was no exception.As for the legends about Feng Ting in Qi Cangzong, he felt that they were just rumors.

But at this moment, he realized that it was not a rumor.At least judging from Feng Ting's speed and reaction to avoid his two attacks, he can't hurt Feng Ting at all if he continues to fight like this.

He then changed his method, stretched his palms behind him, held a horsewhip in his hand, and whipped it towards Feng Ting.

"Snapped."

The whip cracked, and a streak of spiritual power flew out of the soft whip like moonlight, turned into a sharp blade, and swept towards Feng Ting.The speed is faster than the spiritual spear just now, and it is obviously more ruthless.

Moonlight Whip!
Feng Ting recognized at a glance that this set of exercises was the Moonlight Whip. There were too few exercises in this world that he didn't know.Although Chi Jian used the Moonlight Whip fairly fiercely, but in Feng Ting's eyes, it was a bit childish.

(End of this chapter)