Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 837
Feng Ting pondered for a while, and said: "How about this, you stay here for a few more days. If I can't find out who is trying to kill Elder Gu, I will let you go."

Hearing this, Xiang Qianhu frowned slightly, and said, "Feng Ting, we master and apprentice know that you are busy, so let's check it out ourselves."

"This is the capital of heaven, the power you can use should be inferior to mine. If I can't find it, it should be difficult for you to find it." Feng Ting said.

"Feng Ting, after all, this is the matter of our masters and apprentices. We are here to raise them, and let you run around for us. We feel very sorry." Xiang Qianhu's words are also half-truths and half-false. It is true to feel sorry, and it is true to want to leave .

Feng Ting smiled slightly and said, "You have already paid off your debts to me, and it doesn't matter if you owe me one more."

Xiang Qianhu still wanted to shirk, but Feng Ting continued: "If you must leave today, you must go back to Jun Tianzong immediately, otherwise follow what I said, stay a few more days, let me check again .”

"Okay." Xiang Qianhu didn't want to go back to Jun Tianzong, not only wanted to find out the real culprit who hurt Gu Mengyuan, but also wanted to help Feng Ting.

After all, the person who wanted to hurt Feng Ting came from Jun Tianzong, so they couldn't ignore it.

After setting up Xiang Qianhu and Gu Mengyuan as mentors and apprentices, Feng Ting went to visit Xin Han again.

Then he was about to leave the academy, but before he could go out, Yan Jiucheng, who had just left, went back and forth.

The Lord of the Yan Palace came to tell Feng Ting that the iron cavalry of the Imperial Guard Mansion had found a suspicious carriage.

The carriage has been wandering around the city for more than a month without actually stopping, and the people in the carriage never got out of the carriage.The driver was a practitioner, although his realm was very low, he was obviously very vigilant.

Naturally, there are also practitioners in the car, but I don't know what level it is.

Yan Jiucheng told Feng Ting that the people in the carriage should not be Xingyue Sect killers, so they did not act, but came to inform Feng Ting, hoping that Feng Ting would be more vigilant.

Feng Ting asked Yan Jiucheng to take him to see the carriage, and Yan Jiucheng naturally agreed immediately.

The carriage was not far outside the college at this time, and they didn't need to go out of the college to stand by the wall to see the carriage caught in the traffic.

An ordinary golden-scaled horse, an ordinary frame, and an ordinary driver.

After reminding Feng Ting, Yan Jiucheng left.

Feng Ting thought about it for a while, and felt that it was necessary to check the car.

So he let an academician drive the car, he got in the car and left the academy.

The carriage approached the suspicious carriage and slowly passed it.

However, Feng Ting didn't dare to release his perception to perceive the people in the car, but savored the feeling of this car carefully.

He was almost sure that the people in this car were not killers, but they were definitely not ordinary people.

Just when Feng Ting was about to get out of the car and leave, the car that passed by turned back.He immediately gave up the idea of ​​getting out of the car and asked the academician to drive to the south of the city.

The car followed them very stealthily. If Feng Ting hadn't noticed the car long ago, it would have been hard to see that the car was following them.

This shows that the driver is very good at tracking and stealth skills.

Feng Ting became interested and asked the academician to speed up the car.

The car behind also naturally accelerated, but he would diverge and circle around from time to time, as if leaving.But after a while, he circled back and continued to follow.

Since the other party follows, let him follow.

Feng Ting sat safely in the car, the academician didn't hear the order to stop, so naturally he kept driving towards the south gate.

In the car behind, besides the driver, there were two other people in the car.

A middle-aged man with a strong figure, and an old man with a thin figure.

The two drew a sound barrier and were talking, and the content of the conversation was Feng Ting.

"Master, if you follow like this, he will inevitably find out." The strong man said.

"Let's find out." There was a touch of coldness in the old man's tone.

The middle-aged man's heart shook, and he asked tentatively, "Master, do you want to do it yourself?"

"The old lair of the Xingyue Sect has been destroyed, and Wen Yimou has disappeared, so can we still count on the Xingyue Sect?" the old man said disdainfully.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked embarrassed. He was the one who had been in touch with Xingyuezong all along. He thought that Feng Ting could be solved easily, but he didn't expect Feng Ting to be fine, but the contact office of Starfield Sect was taken over by someone.

However, they didn't think that this matter had anything to do with Feng Ting, and felt that Tian Du must have used Thunder's methods.

The middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Master, Feng Ting seems to be going out of the city. It's easy to find a place where no one is around."

"En." The old man nodded slightly.

"Master, let the disciples take the lead." The middle-aged man said.

"No need, let me do it myself," said the old man.

The man knew that the master didn't trust his ability, so it was hard for him to accept it, but he didn't dare to refute the master.

The old man lifted the curtain slightly, looked at Feng Ting's carriage, and said thoughtfully, "Why do you think Feng Ting chose to ride today?"

The middle-aged man heard the words, thought for a while, and said, "I think he just wants to take a rest."

"Do you think he will be tired after walking a few steps?" asked the old man.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and said, "Maybe it's to meet someone. It's more formal to take a car."

The old man put down the curtain of the car, looked at his disciple, and asked, "You said Feng Ting has been living in the south of the city for the past few days, do you know who he lives with?"

"I don't know." The middle-aged man replied: "The killers who went to kill Feng Ting never returned, so no one knows about the situation in the manor in the south of the city."

The old man also frowned slightly, as if he was thinking or hesitating.

The middle-aged man looked at Master and asked tentatively, "Master, do you suspect that there are people from Huo Tiandu beside Feng Ting?"

"If there were no people from Huo Tiandu, do you think Feng Ting alone could kill those killers?" The old man asked back.

"Master is right." The middle-aged man paused for a while, and then said: "However, people from Huo Tiandu must not dare to provoke Jun Tianzong."

The old man looked at his disciple with scrutiny and asked, "If we die, who can prove that Huo Tiandu's people killed us?"

The middle-aged man's expression froze, revealing an incredulous look, and said, "Master, does Huo Tian really dare to offend the sect?"

The old man looked at the snorting traffic outside the car, and said silently: "It seems that he doesn't dare. But who knows?"

The middle-aged man said worriedly: "Master, then we should take precautions early."

"This is Tiandu. If Huo Tiandu wants to kill you and me, it will be difficult for us to escape." The old man said.

The middle-aged man looked a little dignified, and said in a low voice: "Master, I still don't believe that Huo Tian dared to touch the sect."

The old man smiled disdainfully: "I don't think he dares either."

Hearing what Master said, the middle-aged man regained his courage and said, "Then don't worry."

The old man looked at his disciple and said: "We have been here for more than two months, and I am tired of staying here, so I should go."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately understood that Master had decided to deal with Feng Ting himself.

He said: "Master, go outside the city, find a quiet place, capture Feng Ting, and leave immediately, it's over once and for all."

"If you are sure that Feng Ting is riding alone, then do it." The old man nodded silently, as if he had made up his mind.

The sky was too big, and the speed of the two carriages was not too fast. It was dark before the two carriages left the city.

After finding a quiet place, Feng Ting got out of the carriage and blended into the night.

He didn't fly with all his strength, but his speed was also very fast, faster than Borderless Realm.

Not long after, Feng Ting wanted to pass through a dense forest.

At this moment, two sharp rays shot out from nowhere, and arrived in front of Feng Ting.

Under the moonlight, the sharpness suddenly appeared, like two long knives flying from hell.

"Scrub."

The two long knives pierced Feng Ting's ribs accurately, and he fell from the air to the ground with a painful expression on his face.

In the sky, a thin old man appeared, condescending, like an evil spirit in the night, possessing the right and desire to kill everyone in the night.

The old man did not land, but looked down at the painful Feng Ting from above.Watching Feng Ting's complexion become more and more ugly, watching Feng Ting's aura weaken, watching Feng Ting gradually lose his vitality.

A muscular middle-aged man appeared, hovered beside the old man, and whispered, "Master, he won't survive."

"En." The old man responded coldly.

"That's all." The middle-aged man said disdainfully.

"Scrub..."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, several beams of light shot out from Feng Ting's body, as if countless thunder came out of the ground and went straight to the old man in the air.

too fast!

too harsh!

So unexpected!
The old man did not expect that a person who was hit by his sharp edge could release such a powerful aura attack.

The area of ​​these auras is very large, covering the elderly and middle-aged people crazily.

"Boom."

As a high-ranking Wuyu senior, the old man reacted quickly, and a spiritual barrier was propped up and blocked his chest.

Even so, it was still a bit slow, and three sharp rays of spiritual energy shot into his chest.Although not too badly hurt, he was definitely hurt.

The middle-aged man next to him was unlucky, he was just a high-ranking Wujiang, and he was powerless to resist the edge of spiritual energy.Fortunately, the main target of Feng Ting's attack was the old man, not the middle-aged man, he was only hit by six sharp edges.

Although it is only six paths, although the sharp edge looks slender, but when it enters the man's body, the middle-aged man's body is shot through, the meridians are injured, the dantian is injured, and the spiritual sea is injured. The body is like a kite with a broken string, falling from the sky.

"Scrub..."

The hurricane rose again, and dozens of spiritual energy shot out, heading straight for the fallen man and the old man in the air.

"Hi."

The old man snorted softly, and with the force of destroying heaven and earth with both palms, he slammed a heavy hammer and went straight to the dozens of sharp edges of spiritual energy.

This time, the middle-aged man was lucky, and was blown away by the aura hammer before the sharp edge hit him.

The old man flipped his palm, and a gust of wind swept up the man, throwing him thousands of meters away.

(End of this chapter)