Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 856: Severing the Elementary Level of the Sky
Zhan Longjie is a beginner in Skyrim, it is already a miracle that Feng Ting can resist for so long.

What else does he want to do?
Could it be that he really wanted to kill Zhan Longjie with his own hands?
This seems too incomprehensible!
At this moment, among the people present, Bai Qingran is the most respected.The relationship with Feng Ting is also recent, everyone looks at him.

"Feng Ting, leave the rest to the Imperial Guard." Bai Qingran said loudly into the garden.

"Principal Bai, today I want to clean up the house of the Holy Academy and avenge the innocent dead. No one should interfere." Feng Ting's tone remained firm despite the danger.

Bai Qingran frowned, and he was a little undecided.

Judging from what Feng Ting meant, he was very determined.

Bi Shijie suddenly said in a low voice: "Except for the people from the Five Great Houses, there seems to be no one else here."

Bai Qingran immediately understood that Bi Shijie was referring to the Emperor's people, and it stands to reason that the Emperor's people should have arrived long ago.Those people are people who can directly help Feng Ting, why didn't they make a move?

Is it what the emperor meant?
Bi Shijie, Bai Qingran, and Yan Jiucheng were all surprised.

Although the time for a few conversations between several people is very short, Feng Ting and Zhan Longjie in the garden have already fought countless times.

The long whip of spiritual power in Zhan Longjie's hand has endless magic power, and every time it shakes, it can release countless sharp edges of spiritual power.These spiritual power edges are closely arranged, like snowflakes.It was almost airtight, but Feng Ting was still alive.

Although there are many scars on his body, he is still fighting.

This is also what Zhan Longjie doesn't understand, why Feng Ting's body is so strong.He had been to the Demon Realm before, and even those eighth-level monsters could not withstand his long whip attack.

How could Feng Ting bear it?

Zhan Longjie finally realized that he underestimated Feng Ting.

Even so, Zhan Longjie made up his mind to kill Feng Ting.For the sect, but also for himself.He once lost his dignity here, and this time he must not lose his dignity again.

And he also knew that the only way to kill Feng Ting was.Only then could he be arrested and sent to the Xingfu, awaiting trial.

If you can't kill Feng Ting, then you can only be killed by Feng Ting.

"brush."

Zhan Longjie shook his long whip, and within a radius of ten miles, there were whip shadows, like waves of murderous waves.

The people outside the garden were all forced to retreat, a little too slowly, don't be hit by the remaining force of the whip, blood was running across their bodies, and they were seriously injured.

This is the realm of the sky!
Bai Qingran, Bi Shijie, Yan Jiucheng and others are also strong, but they are too far away from the sky realm.I haven't seen the Skyrim Realm make a move, but now I see it, and my heart is horrified.

If Zhan Longjie hadn't been concentrating on dealing with Feng Ting at this moment, the area affected by the aftermath of spiritual power would have been even greater.

It takes an instant for a sky realm to destroy an ordinary state city.

It is proof that this garden with a radius of tens of miles has become a hell at this moment.

"Is this your last ultimate move?" Feng Ting said.

"I have a lot of killing moves, but you have no chance to enjoy them anymore." After the spiritual power whip in Zhan Longjie's hand vibrated countless light waves, it had already turned into a [-]-meter-long knife.

"call--."

The long sword swept across, thunderous, as if to split everything in half.

Feng Ting stood up the long sword in his hand, blocking the sweeping long knife.

"Clang clang..."

The long sword of spiritual power slashed on Feng Ting's fog gu blade, making a deafening noise.

The iron riders outside the garden were dizzy from the shock, and the black-scaled horses sitting down were also screaming in panic.

Too strong!

The destroyed flowers, plants and trees in the garden were turned into powder and flew into the sky like a storm.

Feng Ting held the long sword in his hand, driven by the long sword with spiritual power, and it was spinning wildly, like a fallen leaf without roots. It seemed that there was no way out except for being cut off.

But the fact is not the case, Feng Ting, holding the sword, actually stuck to the spiritual long knife, and quickly approached Zhan Longjie.

Isn't this long knife powerful enough?

Zhan Longjie had indeed done his best, he hoped to sever Feng Ting with one blow.Even if Feng Ting held out his sword to block the long sword with spiritual power, he didn't think Feng Ting could hold on forever.

But Feng Ting not only persisted, but even stuck to the long knife, and quickly approached him.

"brush."

Although Feng Ting was flying with the knife, he even counterattacked.Ten phases soared fiercely, and dozens of spiritual powers shot out, heading straight for Zhan Longjie.

"die."

Zhan Longjie was furious, he didn't pay attention to Feng Ting's attack, but used his long knife forcefully, trying to take advantage of Feng Ting's attack on him to be distracted, and cut Feng Ting off.

But he was wrong again, Feng Ting held the long sword tightly, stood upright on the blade, still brave.

Zhan Longjie tried his best but failed to cut off Feng Ting, but the sharp edge of spiritual energy had already penetrated into his body.He had to stir up the spiritual power in his body and dissipate the sharpness in his body.His slack gave Feng Ting another chance.

One word crash!
At this time, Feng Ting unexpectedly used the most strenuous punch.

He did this for the simple purpose of shaking Zhan Longjie's foundation.

"boom."

Zhan Longjie didn't dare to be careless this time, he raised his left hand to resist.But the accident happened again, the punch was too powerful.The nine layers of power flowed continuously, like a mountain falling down.

Zhan Longjie backed away, and his hand holding the knife loosened.

After shaking Zhan Longjie, how could Feng Ting let the opportunity slip away.The fog gu blade in his hand retreated resolutely, letting the spiritual power long knife slash at his body.

At this moment, Zhan Longjie was shaken, his hands were weak, and his spiritual support was also weak.Although the long knife fell on Feng Ting's body, it only cut Feng Ting's flesh, but did not cut Feng Ting's body.

And the fog gu blade in Feng Ting's hand was originally a long sword, but now it has grown into a ten-foot long whip.The whip tip was straight, like an illusory awl, piercing Zhan Longjie's eyes.

Zhan Longjie was completely shaken by the punch just now, his body was not stable at the moment, and the speed was too fast, and the long whip was too illusory, so he didn't dodge it.

The cone-like long whip pierced Zhan Longjie's eyes.

It all started when Zhan Longjie discovered that Feng Ting was approaching him. His desperate attack didn't work, but Feng Ting's counterattack against the sky did.

After the whip tip pierced his eyes, Zhan Longjie still gritted his teeth and did not yell.He raised his left hand and grabbed the whip, trying to take it away.

But Feng Ting was so powerful that he failed to snatch the whip.

But at this moment, the whip that pierced into his eyes stretched out again, and burrowed into his head like a worm.

"what!"

No matter how cold-blooded and strong Zhan Longjie was, he screamed out in pain.

At this moment, Zhan Longjie's eyes were blurred, his body was lax in defense, and the spiritual long knife held in his right hand loosened a bit.

Feng Ting grabbed the spiritual long knife with both hands and pushed him out of his flesh.Then came another punch, this one aimed at Zhan Longjie's dantian.

"boom."

Zhan Longjie was so dizzy from the pain that he almost didn't see the punch, and just retreated by feeling.But this punch is like overwhelming mountains and seas, and it can be avoided by stepping back.

This punch was more powerful, shaking Zhan Longjie's dantian, as well as Zhan Longjie's meridians and spiritual sea.His body trembled violently, but even so, he still grabbed the long whip and pulled the tip out of his head.

But at this moment, Feng Ting's fist arrived again.

It was another one-word collapse fist, and another full-strength blow.

Feng Ting was going to use his strength to crush Zhan Longjie today, and this punch hit Zhan Longjie's head.

"Boom."

Blood flew everywhere, and Zhan Longjie's body flew upside down.

Feng Ting casually snatched the long whip that Zhan Longjie took away, and whipped it casually.

"Snapped."

Zhan Longjie's head was hit by the long whip, and half of his head was blown away.

"brush."

The long whip turned into a long sword, piercing Zhan Longjie's spiritual sea directly.

"thump."

The incomparable peerless genius fell to the ground with his mutilated head.

"Don't you want Xiang Qianhu's life?" Zhan Longjie still wanted to live.

"You are dead, do you think you can still threaten me?" Feng Ting said angrily.

"Except for me, no one knows where Xiang Qianhu is." Zhan Longjie said coldly.

"If I know that you hid someone in the holy courtyard, I can find Xiang Qianhu."

After Feng Ting finished speaking, talking about Jian Luo, he cut off Zhan Longjie's head.

At this time, Bai Qingran, Bi Shijie, Yan Jiucheng, and the Tiangong guards all flew over and landed beside Feng Ting.

Looking at Zhan Longjie who was separated from his family on the ground, their breathing stopped, and the expressions on their faces seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing.

Really kill!
Everyone was shocked beyond imagination.

This is the beginning of the sky.

In Lingwu Starfield, how many realms of the sky can there be!

The young man in front of him, a martial artist, actually killed a Skyrim Realm.

Tens of thousands of cavalry also flew into the garden. Although there were a lot of people, they were uniform.

All eyes were on the corpse, on the handsome young man.

"It's a pity that this garden is gone."

Feng Ting's first sentence turned out to be this sentence.

Tens of thousands of people couldn't laugh or cry, and they didn't know how to answer this sentence.

"I'm tired." After Feng Ting finished speaking, his body shook and he disappeared.

Tens of thousands of people were still stunned on the spot.

After a while, Yan Jiucheng said: "Encoffin the corpse."

"Yes……."

Several cavalry immediately stepped forward to pick up the corpse.

"Let's go to the palace to see the emperor." Bai Qingran said.

"it is good……."

Bi Shijie, Yan Jiucheng, and the Heavenly Palace guards immediately left with Bai Qingran.

The iron cavalry left behind naturally wanted to maintain the scene and appease the people.

Half an hour later, Bai Qingran, Bi Shijie, and Yan Jiucheng sat in the pavilion.

Sitting above him was the Great Emperor. Although his expression was still so peaceful, there was a faint light in his eyes.

"No one expected that Feng Ting would kill Zhan Longjie alone." Bai Qingran said.

"This is Dean Xiaofeng, he will never let you know his limit." Yan Jiucheng was convinced.

"Feng Ting taught us old guys a lesson." Bi Shijie said more directly.

The emperor looked at the three of them and said peacefully, "He did it."

"The emperor seems to have known that Feng Ting could do it." Bai Qingran said tentatively.

"I know he wants to do this, but I never thought he would dare to do it. I just didn't expect him to do it so neatly." The emperor said.

Bai Qingran, Yan Jiucheng, and Bi Shijie all felt that there was something in the emperor's words.

(End of this chapter)