Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 35

The disciples who got the Peiling Pill were all dazzled by the surprise, and they were a little dazed.

"Thank you... Junior Brother Feng Ting."

"Thank you...thank you..."

"Thanks a lot..."

Although everyone in the Beiwutang knew that the junior brother was buying people's hearts, but the price was too high.

A cultivation pill, not to mention buying people's hearts, even buying people's lives will do.

Although it is a pity, it cannot be stopped, and it dare not be stopped.

Most people attracted attention because of Pei Ling Dan, but Zeng Wenbu and Lu Bin inadvertently sensed that their junior brother had entered the realm of fighting kings.

Entering the state is a good thing, but it should be a disaster for a martial artist to step into the Douwang realm, because it means that he will no longer be able to lead spirits into the sea, and he will no longer be able to become a spiritual practitioner.

Zeng Wenbu and Lu Bin could not suppress the disappointment and regret in their hearts, and their expressions became a little sad.

Hua Fenfei saw the change in the expressions of the two, and she also instantly sensed the change in Feng Ting's realm.

Her beautiful eyes also showed disappointment, even a little sadness.

Others also noticed this detail, and found that the three of them were all looking at Feng Ting, and they immediately sensed Feng Ting's state change.

Everyone's expression became silently sad, it turned out that the junior brother went back to the Beiwu Hall for a few hours to break through the border.

The junior brother is so talented, why did he embark on the road of no return to martial arts?

Of course, Qian Biao also noticed the changes in these people, but he just thought that maybe these people felt sorry for Pei Lingdan, or realized that it was wrong to oppose Zuo Xingtang, so they had such expressions.

He didn't want to perceive Feng Ting's realm, because he felt that martial practitioners were not worth peeping into the realm.

In front of spiritual cultivators in the realm of turning blades, martial cultivators should be ants.

Even if Feng Ting is special, he is just a strong ant.

Soon, Ding Chundong sent out 33 Peeling Pills, and there were still about [-] Peeling Pills in the box.

At this time, another disciple hiding around rushed into the courtyard.

Ding Chundong quickly closed the pill box and retreated behind Feng Ting.

"Junior Brother Feng Ting... hello."

"Little brother... I'm not late, am I?"

Feng Ting looked at these latecomers casually, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, seniors, today's event of giving away medicine pills comes to an end."

When everyone heard this, they all "thumped" in their hearts, wishing they could slap themselves twice.

"Little Junior Brother... We actually came earlier."

"That's right! Junior Brother...Actually, we've been here for a while."

Before Feng Ting could speak, Li Yuan spoke first: "Since you are here, you are still timid, you can only blame yourself."

Ding Chundong hugged the pill box tightly, and said domineeringly: "Brothers, you can only wait for the next time."

Everyone turned their attention to Feng Ting again, and everyone hoped that this 16-year-old boy would give them a chance.

Feng Ting smiled lightly: "Brothers, please come again at this time three days later."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Feng Ting!"

"Thank you, Junior Brother Feng Ting!"

"Thank you very much...!"

Although everyone was a little disappointed, they finally saw the dawn, and everyone bowed down to thank them.

Feng Ting smiled slightly at the crowd, then looked at Qian Biao, whose face was already livid, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Ding, why did you forget Senior Brother Qian Biao?"

"Yes." Ding Chundong came over immediately, took out a elixir, and presented it to Qian Biao.

Qian Biao glanced at the elixir, the hatred in his eyes turned into resentment, how could he accept such a handout.

Feng Ting laughed and said, "Although Senior Brother Qian Biao is already a spiritual cultivator, you can also give the pill to other Senior Brothers. This is a great favor!"

The corner of Qian Biao's mouth showed a murderous smile: "Junior Brother Feng Ting, you are so generous!"

"Senior Brother Qian Biao, just speak up if you have something to say." Feng Ting remained casual and indifferent.

Qian Biao clenched his teeth: "Junior Brother Feng Ting, I won't disturb you."

Seeing that Qian Biao resisted the impulse after all, Feng Ting knew that it was time for him to make a move, so he said, "Senior Brother Qian Biao, the scenery is good tonight. I would like to ask Senior Brother Qian Biao for advice on two tricks."

"it is good."

Qian Biao immediately agreed. He suppressed the anger in his heart, and wanted to kill Feng Ting after everyone dispersed.

Now that Feng Ting took the initiative to challenge, he was wishing for it.

Everyone in Beiwu Hall understood what Feng Ting meant, and it was better to face Qian Biao directly than to wait for Qian Biao to attack from behind, but in this way, everyone would not be able to help.

With one against one, the junior brother suffered too much.

Hua Fenfei suddenly took a step forward and said, "Junior Brother Feng Ting, you are just a martial artist, so you are not qualified to fight with Senior Brother Qian Biao. Don't be joking."

"Senior Sister Hua, Senior Brother Qian Biao is the first genius of Ye Haizong, I just want to learn from him."

Feng Ting's answer was casual and relaxed, showing no fear at all.

Of course Qian Biao understood that Hua Fenfei was helping Feng Ting, he looked at Hua Fenfei coldly, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Hua, since Junior Feng Ting has this idea, we brothers and sisters, why can't we succeed?" It makes perfect sense. Senior sister, please back off."

Hua Fenfei's face turned cold: "Senior Brother Qian Biao, do you think this kind of competition is meaningful?"

Qian Biao's smile disappeared immediately, and he looked at Hua Fenfei coldly: "Senior Sister Hua, Junior Brother Feng Ting thinks it is meaningful, and I also think there is nothing wrong with it, Senior Sister, don't meddle in other people's business."

Hua Fenfei wanted to continue talking, but Feng Ting shook his head: "Senior Sister Hua, just leave it alone."

Hua Fenfei looked at Feng Ting, feeling very puzzled.

He is a smart man, why would he do such a reckless thing!

Those martial arts disciples in the four halls in the courtyard naturally had the same idea as Hua Fenfei.

Although I heard that Feng Ting is very extraordinary, he defeated Qian Yao, who was at the beginning of Kaiyuan, and Qian Tong, who was at the middle level of Kaiyuan.

But the money mark in front of him is the elementary level of the blade, which is no longer an opponent that a martial artist can touch.

Those who waited for three days to get the elixir of cultivation were even more worried.

Something happened to Feng Ting, can he keep his promise?
Suddenly, a beautiful figure walked into the courtyard, stood inside the courtyard gate, and looked at the people in the courtyard quietly.

She came quietly, and not many people saw her coming.

But Qian Biao, Feng Ting, Hua Fenfei, and Ding Chundong still saw her and knew the purpose of her appearance.

The expressions of several people are different, and the feelings in their hearts are obviously very complicated.

The night before, Qian Biao thought that her appearance was completely a coincidence, but at this moment, seeing her coming but not showing up, he knew that he had made a mistake.

Her appearance was to make her feel scruples when she made a move.

A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation: "Junior Brother Feng Ting, please."

"Qian Biao... Brother... please."

Feng Ting's expression was still relaxed and indifferent, as if he was completely unaware of the strength of the person in front of him, who was already an irresistible existence for martial practitioners.

"Little brother, then I will not be polite."

Qian Biao poked out his palm, and the spiritual power in his meridians gushed out, turning into a sharp blade, he slashed at Feng Ting with his shoulders and back.

He didn't want to make Yourou's mistake the night before, and he made a shot with [-] points of power.

The spiritual blade is like a six-foot long knife, coupled with the speed of a spiritual practitioner, this is no longer an irresistible attack for a martial artist.

The people around all backed away in horror, even the twelve spiritual practitioners behind Feng Ting subconsciously backed away.

However, because they were too close to Qian Biao and within the attack range of the sharp blade, it was obviously powerless to dodge them.

Li Yuan, Dong Sheng, and Li Jie were all struck by the sharp blade, leaving a gash in their chests.

The bystanders are still like this, one can imagine the pressure Feng Ting is under in the face of Qian Biao.

I saw Feng Ting punching out with four punches.

But this kind of blocking was not enough to parry the blade's attack. His fist was bloody, and his body was also thrown horizontally by the blade, flying directly out of the courtyard.

"brush."

Although Talented Xin came, Qian Biao didn't want Talented Xin to see him attacking his fellow disciples, but Feng Ting had to die today.

Just now, his move failed to kill Feng Ting. While chasing after him, a strand of spiritual power turned into two-foot-long hairs, stabbing Feng Ting like a shadow.

So strong!

The spear was full of murderous intent, and almost everyone did not think that Feng Ting could not avoid this thunderous blow.

And even if Li Yuan, Ding Chundong, Hua Fenfei and others wanted to save Feng Ting, it was already too late.

Feng Ting was swept away too fast, Qian Biao chased even faster, they couldn't keep up with the speed of these two people at all.

Above the small courtyard, Feng Ting's white clothes were cold, Feng Ting's blue clothes were desolate, and a two-foot spear was between the two of them, and the aura was shining.

It seems that everything is inevitable!

Some people closed their eyes subconsciously, some were terrified, and some were so distressed that they were dying.

But Feng Ting didn't intend to wait for death. He was in the air, his invisible phantom wings vibrated, he retreated rapidly, and then he punched out suddenly with a single fist.

"Bang...crack."

There was a muffled sound, and then the long hairs with spiritual power spread out like a rout.

Qian Biao never expected this change.

I haven't seen him for more than ten hours, why did Feng Ting suddenly become stronger?

At this moment, Qian Biao suddenly sensed that Feng Ting's realm had entered the realm of Douwang.

Although this punch was not enough to counter him, it seemed impossible for him to kill Feng Ting in an instant.

In fact, he didn't know that if he continued to attack with all his strength in the next moment, Feng Ting would not dare to use his all-out fist to resist in order to prevent the spiritual energy from rushing into the spiritual sea.

But because Feng Ting stepped into the realm of Douwang, Qian Biao felt very relaxed. He wanted to tease Feng Ting a few words, and let the disciples in the fourth hall know that what he was going to kill was just a waste that could only stay in the realm of Douwang for life. .

Qian Biao fell to the ground and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Feng Ting, congratulations on stepping into the realm of Dou Wang."

Of course Feng Ting understood that this was sarcasm, and he felt that it was time to stimulate Qian Biao.

So Feng Ting smiled slightly: "Brother Qian Biao, I have already learned the lesson, let's stop here for tonight."

As soon as Qian Biao heard that Feng Ting was about to withdraw, he said coldly: "Junior Feng Ting, don't worry, I'll give you a happy one."

As he spoke, he swung his palms together, and another spear of spiritual power suddenly appeared, piercing Feng Ting's face like a poisonous dragon.

At this time, the twelve spiritual practitioners and Hua Fenfei flew over, Qian Biao didn't want to drag it any longer, so he killed Feng Ting first.

(End of this chapter)