Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 42
When the other people looked at Feng Ting, they didn't dare to meet that indifferent gaze.

"Feng Ting, don't you want to spew blood." Qian Daoshen said angrily: "You are a humble martial artist, how could my Qian family assassinate you!"

Feng Ting looked at Qian Daoshen and said with a smile: "So, you think I didn't kill them?"

"you……!"

Qian Daoshen's complexion was livid with anger, and he trembled all over.

Feng Ting frowned, looked at Chen Ying, and asked, "Elder Taishang, do you want to know the real reason why the Qian family insisted on killing me?"

"Say." Chen Ying looked at Feng Ting with a very serious expression.

Feng Ting said calmly: "Because I made twelve senior brothers become spiritual practitioners, the Qian family thought that our Beiwu Hall would steal the limelight from the Qian family, so they had to kill me."

Twelve spiritual practitioners!
Everyone present didn't know about this, they all looked at Feng Ting, not knowing why.

"Feng Ting, stop talking wildly! There are twelve spiritual cultivators in Beiwutang, do you think I will believe it later!" Qian Daoshen yelled angrily.

Feng Ting didn't even look at Qian Daoshen, and said to Chen Ying: "Elder Taishang, you can let my twelve senior brothers come in."

"Okay, let them in." Chen Ying said.

Feng Ting turned around, walked out of the hall, and said loudly to the crowd standing on the edge of the square: "Twelve senior brothers, come in."

"it is good……"

The twelve spiritual cultivators of the Beiwutang had long wanted to go in to help the junior brother, and upon hearing the call, they flew there.

When Feng Ting led a few people into the hall, Chen Ying, Ou Juncheng, Feng Xingxing, Qian Daoshen, and He Wenjun felt that although these 12 people were at the beginning of Kaiyuan, they were already real spiritual practitioners.

Feng Xingxing was already stunned by his son's words and deeds. Now seeing his twelve disciples become spiritual practitioners, he felt even more like heaven and earth falling apart.

"How did you become spiritual practitioners?" Chen Ying asked.

"Take the Peiling Pill that my junior brother gave me." Li Yuan replied first.

Pelin Dan!
Everyone was shocked so many times that they couldn't get back to their senses.

A 16-year-old boy, where did he get Peilingdan?
How many spirit cultivation pills would it take to make these twelve disciples with average talents become spiritual cultivators!

There are not so many cultivation pills in Baodian Pavilion!
Chen Ying was most concerned about this matter, he looked at Feng Ting: "Where did your cultivation pill come from?"

"I refined it."

As soon as Feng Ting said these words, the people who were already shocked seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

Can a 16-year-old boy refine Peilingdan?

how can that be!

"Feng Ting, how can you refine the spirit pill!"

Qian Daohui's voice was trembling, and his body was trembling too. There was anger, but more fear.

Chen Ying ignored Qian Daoshen, he just looked at Feng Ting: "Can you really refine the cultivation pill?"

"of course."

"How much Peilingdan did the 12 of them take?" Chen Ying asked.

"Fifty." Feng Ting replied.

boom--!
Everyone's hearts collapsed again, beliefs collapsed, cognition collapsed, and the world collapsed.

"What you said is true?" Chen Ying's face became more serious.

"Of course, last night, I also sent out 33 cultivation pills." Feng Ting replied casually.

Send out Pelíndan!33 more!
What crazy talk is this!
Everyone stared at Feng Ting, their hearts were about to burst out.

Feng Ting said casually: "In order to prevent the Qian family's conspiracy from succeeding, I can only do this."

conspiracy!

He Wenjun, Kou Zhen, Ou Juncheng, Feng and his party, the four of them were shocked when they heard the conspiracy, and they faintly felt something.

"Feng Ting, stop talking crazy."

Qian Daoshen's tone was already dominated by fear, if the matter was true, he certainly knew what Feng Ting meant by the so-called bad plan.

Feng Ting looked at Qian Daoshen, and said with a smile: "Qian Daohui and others gave presents to the disciples of spiritual cultivation in Baodian Pavilion. You don't know about this, do you?"

"I'm retreating, how do I know?"

Qian Daoshen's thin body was completely shrouded in fear.

Feng Ting smiled indifferently: "They gave gifts to the disciples of spiritual cultivation, so that after you leave the customs, they will unite and force the suzerain to abdicate and support you to succeed the suzerain."

"Nonsense! Feng Ting...you are talking nonsense!" Qian Daoshen pointed at Feng Ting furiously.

Feng Ting smiled slightly: "Then let's let those spiritual disciples come in and ask them if they have received the gift."

Before Qian Daoshen could refute, suzerain Ou Juncheng said, "I'll let them in."

Chen Ying didn't stop him, and watched Ou Juncheng go out.

In the hall, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe, but Feng Ting was not included.

Soon, Ou Juncheng returned, and dozens of spiritual disciples from Baodian Pavilion also filled the hall.

Chen Ying looked at the crowd and asked coldly, "Have you ever received a generous gift from the Qian family?"

Feng Ting didn't wait for the spiritual disciple to deny it, he smiled and said: "Elder Taishang, you should ask who has not received the generous gift from the Qian family?"

Chen Ying glanced across the crowd, and said coldly, "Say!"

Everyone was silent, no one admitted.

"Whoosh."

Suddenly, Feng Ting moved, and like a ghost, he grabbed the closest spiritual disciple, and the bloodthirsty knife in his hand pressed against the disciple's throat: "Don't say it, I'll cut your neck off."

"I didn't..." The disciple immediately denied it.

"I've already killed the Qian family, I don't mind killing you one more."

With a movement of Feng Ting's wrist, the blade was like blood, and the blood of the spiritual cultivation disciple had already flowed on the blade.

"I do not……"

"brush."

If the blade is more than the skin, it will cut off the meridians.

"I... received a generous gift from the Qian family." The disciple finally knew that the boy was not joking.

Feng Ting calmly asked: "What else?"

"When Qian Heng gave me a generous gift, he said that one day, he would let me do him a favor." The disciple raised his head fearfully and replied.

Feng Ting moved the bloodthirsty knife away, let the disciple go, and turned to Chen Ying and said, "Elder Taishang, I don't bother to ask about the rest."

"Elder Supreme, it's normal for brothers and sisters to exchange gifts." Qian Daohui said immediately.

Before Chen Ying could speak, suzerain Ou Juncheng said coldly: "Junior Brother, it is normal if you only give a gift to one person, but if these dozens of spiritual disciples all receive gifts from the Qian family, it is not normal."

Qian Daoshen's face was ashen, but he knew that at this moment, he would not admit it even if he died, so he bowed and saluted: "Senior brother suzerain, I have never coveted the position of suzerain."

Ou Juncheng turned his head to look at Chen Ying, and said, "The Supreme Elder..."

"Okay, no one can make a judgment without investigating the matter clearly." Chen Ying interrupted Ou Juncheng.

When Ou Juncheng heard this, although he was indignant, he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Elder Taishang... Feng Ting tortured and killed many people in my Qian family, I have to avenge this revenge." Qian Daoshen said hastily.

Chen Ying frowned: "The whole story is unclear, so you can't act rashly."

"Elder Supreme, Feng Ting has admitted to murder." Qian Daoshen said immediately.

Before the Supreme Elder could speak, Feng Ting said directly: "If you want revenge, just come to me."

"Feng Ting...you are so crazy!" Qian Daoshen trembled angrily and clenched his fists.

"Qian Daoshen, if you want revenge, you can find me in private." Feng Ting laughed.

"Elder Supreme, look at this fellow..." Qian Daoshen looked up at Chen Ying.

Chen Ying looked at Qian Daoshen coldly: "If anyone acts recklessly before the matter is investigated, I will not forgive him lightly!"

"Yes……"

Feng Xingxing, He Wenjun, Kou Zhen, and Ou Junhao immediately bowed to salute.

Qian Daoshen also bowed his head silently, not daring to make a sound.

Chen Ying looked at the crowd and said, "The brothers of the Qu family from the Lord's Mansion of Heizhou City came to ask for the treasure, can you get some clues?"

Ou Juncheng asked: "Why is the treasure of the Lord's Mansion of Heizhou City in my Yehaizong?"

"They said that the treasure was lost near Ye Haizong, so it must be within my Ye Haizong." Chen Ying said.

"Did they say it was Baby He?" Ou Juncheng asked.

"They don't seem to know it is He Baobao, they only say that the treasure is extremely precious." Chen replied.

Ou Juncheng frowned, and said: "I can't even tell what kind of treasure it is. There is no evidence and no evidence. It's all based on guesswork. It's too unreasonable!"

Chen Ying said: "Maybe the baby is too important, the city lord can't tell them."

"Don't say it's He Baobao, and you can't produce evidence, just say that the baby is in my Yehaizong, this is too deceiving." Feng Xingxing also said angrily.

Chen Ying sighed slightly, and said, "But Heizhou City is powerful, so it's better to avoid trouble."

When everyone heard this, they fell silent.This is a fact, these two people must not be the most powerful people in the Heizhou City Lord's Mansion, and they can drive the elders of Taihang into a hurry.

Qian Daoshen said suddenly: "Elder Taihang, can the two of them talk about how the treasure was lost?"

Chen replied: "Just say that it was accidentally lost, and it must have been obtained by someone in the Yehai Sect."

Qian Daoshen said silently, "So that's how it is."

Chen Ying paused for a while and looked at everyone: "Since you are all back, you should all go back and check to see if that disciple accidentally took someone else's treasure."

"Yes……"

The four hall masters and suzerain Ou Juncheng immediately agreed.

Inadvertently, Feng Ting caught a glimpse of a gleam of light in Qian Daoshen's eyes, seeming to be pleasantly surprised.

"Let's all go back."

"Yes, Supreme Elder..."

The three hall masters and suzerain Ou Juncheng all bowed and saluted, and slowly withdrew.

The twelve spiritual cultivators of Beiwutang, as well as the dozens of disciples of spiritual cultivation in Baodian Pavilion, also bowed and retreated.

In the hall, only Qian Daoshen was left.

"Is there anything else to do?" Chen Ying's tone was filled with anger.

Qian Daoshen wanted to say something at first, but hesitated for a while, but he didn't say anything, and bowed out of the hall.

On the square, the spiritual disciples hadn't dispersed yet, the three hall masters and suzerain Ou Juncheng hadn't left yet, Hua Fenfei, Xin Han and the twelve spiritual practitioners still wanted to see Qian Daoshen's expression.

Feng Ting actually didn't want to stay to watch the fun, but because his father walked slowly, he could only accompany him.

After Qian Daoshen appeared, everyone retreated even slower, and some people almost stopped.

The spiritual disciples of Baodian Pavilion wanted to see how the head of the Qian family would react after the Qian family was destroyed.

Suzerain Ou Juncheng naturally didn't want to let go of the opportunity to pursue Qian Daoshen, and the three hall masters also wanted to see the excitement.

Beside Ou Juncheng stood the three hall masters, Feng Ting and others, waiting for Qian Daoshen's arrival.

Because there was only one gate away from the square, and Qian Daoshen couldn't fly over the surrounding buildings of Baodian Pavilion at will, so he could only bite the bullet and walk towards the crowd.

Above the square, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Finally, Qian Daoshen walked in front of the crowd, he stopped, looked at Ou Juncheng, tried to maintain a calm voice and said to Ou Juncheng: "Brother Suzerain, please don't be deceived by traitors."

Ou Juncheng smiled slightly, his fair face trembled slightly, his shiny beard also trembled, and said: "Junior brother, what you said seems too far-fetched."

Qian Daoshen said helplessly: "Brother, I never thought of overthrowing your suzerain position, nor do I have the ability to overthrow your suzerain position."

"The Zuo Xingtang sent out dozens of generous gifts, and you still say that you have no strength?" Ou Juncheng said, his eyes casually glanced at the surrounding spiritual disciples.

These disciples knew they were wrong, and subconsciously avoided Ou Juncheng's gaze.

(End of this chapter)