Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 45 Attacking the Elders

Feng Ting didn't fully expose his speed, and didn't spread his phantom wings at all.

Before he knew it, Feng Ting followed the man to the beach.

At this moment, it was already late at night, above the deep and vast sea, the wind was violent and the waves were violent, exuding a wild air.

Suddenly, Feng Ting lost the aura of a voyeur.

This person disappeared at a sudden speed, which made Feng Ting very vigilant.

The opponent's realm was too high, so he had to guard against it and prepared to retreat.

At this moment, Feng Ting saw a black shadow floating over the distant sea.

He hid in the wind and waves, faintly visible, if not for Feng Ting's super perception, he would not have found this person at all.

He was very sure that this person was not the voyeur just now.

As the distance got closer, Feng Ting could clearly see the appearance of the people coming from the sea.

This is an old man in black robe.

Being able to fly on the surface of the sea is naturally a spiritual cultivator, and he is also a high-level Huaren.

Bandits!
The previous time, Feng Ting discovered that Qian Heng and Qian Tong were connected with the Rogue Zong, so when he saw this old man this time, he immediately felt that he was also a member of the Rogue Zong.

The old man in black floated ashore, disappeared in a flash, as if he had never appeared before.

Feng Ting was startled, because he knew where the old man had gone.

There is a cave near here, and this cave is connected to the underground culvert and leads directly to the chamfer valley.

A few days ago, he hid Qian Tong in this culvert extending in all directions.

Although the old man has entered the cave now, did he discover the culvert with the cave and go to save Qiantong?

Right now, Qian Tong is still useful and cannot be rescued.

While thinking about it, Feng Ting's figure flickered and disappeared immediately.

Because the culvert extends in all directions, there is not only one entrance.Right on the seashore, there are two entrances.Feng Ting entered the culvert from another cave entrance.

Entering from his position, he can reach the place where Qian Tong is hidden before the old man.

But when he entered the culvert along this cave, he found that the old man did not enter the underground culvert hidden in the stream, but stayed in that cave.

He is waiting for someone!

Feng Ting immediately made a judgment, and naturally gave up on transferring Qian Tong.

He first entered the underground culvert, followed the stream, and after arriving at the cave where the old man lived and the entrance of the culvert, he hid in the gurgling stream, protected by the night, waves and stream water.

He believed that the old man would never discover his existence.

Soon, a figure entered from the cave and stood in front of the old man.

This is a thin man with a cold face and sharp eyes.

It turned out to be Qian Daoshen.

The Qian family and the Rogue Zong originally colluded, and Feng Ting was not surprised that Qian Daoshen met the black-robed old man of the Rogue Zong.

At this time, reminiscing about the breath of the peeping person before, Feng Ting was sure that the person should not be Qian Daoshen.

Could it be the suzerain Ou Juncheng? !

Or other masters of the Rogue Sect? !

"Hall Master Qian, you don't look very well." The old man in black robe spoke.

Qian Daoshen did not answer the old man's question, but said coldly: "I want to ask Elder You to help me kill someone."

"who?"

"A Beiwutang disciple named Feng Ting."

"Okay, the old man will send two disciples tomorrow."

Qian Daoshen shook his head slightly: "Elder You, I'm talking about asking Elder You to do it yourself."

"A disciple doesn't need the old man to do it himself."

Qian Daoshen's expression was solemn: "This disciple is not simple, if the elder doesn't do it himself, it may be difficult to accomplish."

"Hallmaster Qian, tell me what's different about this disciple." The black-robed old man still didn't think so.

Qian Daoshen's complexion became more and more gloomy, his eyes filled with hatred: "He killed many people in my Qian family."

"Killed many members of your Qian family!" The expression of the black-robed old man finally became less relaxed.

"Elder You, at this time tomorrow, I want to hear the news of his death." Qian Daoshen said seriously.

"Okay." The black-robed old man simply agreed.

"He is a martial artist at the beginning of Douwang, and he stays in the forest behind Beiyan Peak."

"Martial cultivator!" The black-robed old man was obviously surprised.

"Yes."

The black-robed old man said confidently: "Before tomorrow night, I will make Hallmaster Qian his wish."

"Elder You, when I ascend to the position of suzerain, I will be grateful."

"You and I have been friends for many years, so you are welcome."

"Thank you."

Qian Daoshen and the old man in black robe walked out of the cave, the two separated, one returned to Zuoyi Peak, and the other flew towards the sea.

Feng Ting quietly fell behind the black-robed old man, he wanted to know where the lair of the Rogue Sect was.

Last time, he couldn't fly, and was thrown off by those two elementary Kaiyuan martial arts practitioners.

This time, with the phantom wings, he can fly freely, so he will not let go of the opportunity.

The night was dark and the waves were turbulent, Feng Ting followed from afar under the cover of the waves.

With super perception and phantom escort, he thought he could find the lair of the Rogue Sect.

The old man in black robe was getting faster and faster, which was exactly what Feng Ting wanted.You must find the location of the Rogue Zong before dawn, otherwise it will not be so easy to hide your figure at dawn.

An hour later, the black-robed old man landed on a deserted island.

Under the dark night, this deserted island is like a dark sea monster, crawling and crouching on the sea.

Could this be the lair of the Rogue Sect?

Feng Ting went ashore quietly and fell far behind the old man.

Not long after, the old man reached the top of the highest mountain on the island, and then flew down from the peak and disappeared.

Feng Ting slowly reached the peak, only to find that the mountain was actually a crater.

It's just that this volcano has not erupted for many years, and it has become an extinct volcano.

Could it be that the lair of the Rogue Sect is under this volcano? If it is really like this, it is really hidden enough.

Since he was unable to destroy the Rogue Sect, there was a little light in the sky, Feng Ting didn't stay any longer and left this deserted island.

In the first life, 30 years after he left Yehaizong, the bandit sect was washed away, occupied Yehaishan, and became the famous and authentic sect.

In this life, such a thing will never happen again.

By the time Feng Ting returned to Zhuniu Forest, it was already dawn.

Without thinking too much, he began to refine the Huaxuan pill that his father needed.

Because the refining difficulty of Huaxuan Pill is similar to that of Dixue Pill, some cultivation pills can also be refined by the way.

In addition, at night, the black-robed old man will come. This is the first time he has confronted the Rogue Sect members head-on, and the old man is still a high-ranking swordsman, so it will be very difficult to solve.

So he had to do more preparations.

But this is an opportunity to prove Beiwutang, and it is also an opportunity for his father to stand up, and he must do it perfectly.

As night fell, Feng Ting stood under the tree, punching again and again, waves of power spread out, shaking the leaves down one after another.

A mile away, twelve spiritual cultivators surrounded the big tree in a gesture of protection.

They could feel the aura fluctuations from the junior brother, and they all admired in their hearts, only the junior brother can be so powerful among the martial practitioners in this world.

On a mountain peak outside the forest, a quiet figure stood quietly in a hidden place, his eyes looked at the forest, and his perception was perceiving the movement in the forest all the time.

Seeing the trembling trees in the middle of the forest, his expression couldn't help being shocked.

Although the distance was far away, Feng Ting also knew the existence of this figure.

Because not long ago, this figure was hiding at the edge of the forest.

The figure left after he got down from the tree to practice boxing, but he knew that the figure would not go too far.

At this time, Feng Ting noticed that there was another peeping person on the other side.

The realm of this voyeur is a little lower, it is the middle level of Huaren.

Feng Ting couldn't help laughing, it seemed that more and more people wanted to know him.

Finally, the night came, and the forest became quiet.

A figure appeared at the edge of the forest. He was an old man in a black robe, with confidence and arrogance in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't pay much attention to the martial arts boy in the forest.

Originally, he was in a detached position, so he didn't bother to do it himself.

But in order to make Qian Daoshen appreciate Liu Kou Zong and believe in Liu Kou Zong, he decided to personally act to prove the deep friendship between Liu Kou Zong and the Qian family.

"Whoosh."

The figure of the old man in black robe shook, like a black wind entering the forest.His movements are not only fast, but also chic, flying and flowing, revealing a detached self-confidence.

He saw the elementary disciples of Kaiyuan's spiritual practice, and he went near the big tree without disturbing them.

He saw a piece of clothing on the big tree, without seeing other parts, he could already determine the boy's position with this piece of clothing.

The old man in black robe didn't want to waste time on a young martial arts practitioner, his body shook, and a sharp blade of spiritual power appeared in his hand.

In his opinion, this move of his could pierce the boy through.

"brush."

His stature soared, his sharp blade soared, and he went straight to a place half a meter away from the hem of his clothes.

But when the old man reached the position parallel to the hem of the clothes, and the sharp knife in his hand was about to hit the direction he wanted to hit, he found that it was just a piece of hem.

He felt bad, stopped suddenly, and retreated backwards.

"brush."

At this moment, a long knife fell from the sky.

This long knife is a spiritual weapon, with a cold light, carrying spiritual power, and the chopping momentum is thunderous and unstoppable.

Although he was ambushed, the old man did not panic too much.Because he felt that the master of this long knife was not as good as himself, and he had the ability to block the knife.

He flipped his palms, and the spiritual power blade floating in his hands slapped towards the long knife.

"Snapped."

The old man was too strong, and with the spiritual power in his palms, he clamped the long thunder knife, making it impossible for the long knife to cut off.

He sent his palms out, the person holding the long sword was not as good as him, he wanted to throw the opponent with the sword.

"boom."

At this moment, the old man felt spiritual energy rushing behind him. Although it was very powerful, the old man didn't care.

Cultivating spiritual power to expel spiritual power, cultivating martial arts to expel spiritual energy, this sneak attacker is just a martial artist, and he has a high-level blade, so of course don't worry about it.

"Whoosh."

The old man threw his knife-wielding opponent.

"Bang bang bang..."

At the same time, he was hit on the back by the fist, and he attacked frantically with six consecutive forces.

Although this strength is far beyond what a martial artist should have, but the old man is a high-level Huaren, and the difference in strength is too great.

Let you hit so what!
The old man's expression remained the same, but with a turn of his body, spiritual power gushed out from both palms, turning into two sharp blades, stabbing towards the sneak attacker behind him.

He thought that when his sharp blade flew out, the man would be cut into three pieces.

But what he didn't expect was that the sharp blade in his palm could not fly out.

He couldn't control his spiritual power!

When he was shocked, he felt that the spiritual power in several meridians in his body was not flowing smoothly.

This is the feeling of being sealed!

It was the spiritual power released by the punch that hit him just now, which rushed into his body and sealed his meridians.

How can a martial artist seal his meridians with spiritual energy!
(End of this chapter)