The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

"Senior Martial Brother Li, congratulations."

Ding Chundong could understand Li Yuan's current mood.

Feng Ting was also very happy, but he only raised the corner of his lips, not surprised at all.

This meant that there was no problem with his nurturing spirit pill and he could now help even more senior brothers without worry.

"Junior Brother, thank you!" Li Yuan bowed deeply.

Li Yuan looked up at Feng Ting, and laughed: "Junior Brother, if it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would never have had the chance to become a Spirit Cultivator in my life."

At this moment, Li Yuan's eyes actually flickered with tears.

Feng Ting's heart was inexplicably satisfied. He patted Li Yuan's shoulder and smiled: "Senior Martial Brother Li, becoming a Spirit Cultivator is only the beginning, you will become stronger."

Li Yuan grinned: "Junior Brother, is what you said true?"

"Of course." Feng Ting laughed.

"Alright, I will definitely train diligently and not let down the expectations of Junior Brother."

Li Yuan's face was solemn, as if he was speaking to an elder.

Feng Ting frowned: "Senior Martial Brother Li, I am your junior brother, not your master."

Li Yuan laughed: "Junior Brother, sorry about that."

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps sounded from outside the courtyard.

Two young men walked in, attracting the attention of Feng Ting and the others.

Of these two people, one was Qian Yao, and the other was his older brother Qian Tong.

Right now, Qian Yao was bringing along Qian Tong who had already become a middle level of Kaiyuan, the meaning of revenge and hatred couldn't be any clearer.

Li Yuan and Ding Chundong's expressions became serious.

With their abilities, they were capable of dealing with one Qian Yao, but if they had to face Qian Tong, they would lose without a doubt.

"Looks like you didn't get enough of a beating. You're looking for a beating again."

However, Feng Ting seemed to not notice Qian Tong at all, and only laughed coldly at him.

Qian Yao realized that Feng Ting was now even more arrogant than before, he secretly became more determined, he must definitely forget about Feng Ting, and he said fiercely: "Feng Ting, today, I will break your legs."

Hearing that, the corner of Feng Ting's mouth revealed a hint of killing intent: "You must do what you say."

Qian Tong, who was standing behind Qian Yao, straightforwardly said: "Fourth brother, with me here, you can teach him a lesson however you want.

"Alright." Qian Yao promised as he took a step forward, and stared fixedly at Feng Ting: "Last time, you used trickery, and now with second brother here, I want to see how you can beat me!"

"Too much nonsense."

Before Feng Ting even finished speaking, he had already made his move.

It was still a simple straight fist.

Although he had second brother by his side, Qian Yao still wished to cripple Feng Ting.

He was fully prepared as he activated the Spiritual Strength and raised his hand to block.

"Bam."

Feng Ting's fist landed on Qian Yao's arm, but Qian Yao blocked it. He focused his mind and waited for the second wave of power released from Feng Ting's fist.

Last time, he was defeated by two waves of power in a row.

Sure enough, another wave of force rushed towards Feng Ting's fist.

"Whooosh."

But who knew that it wasn't one that bumped into him, but a chain of two forces. These two forces one in front and one behind, but they quickly combined into one, powerful to the point that it made Qian Yao's heart tremble.

Qian Yao was no longer able to stand firmly and was thrown out.

As he flew backwards, he saw Feng Ting chasing after him like his shadow.

"Whew."

Feng Ting attacked again. This time, he did not attack Qian Yao's upper body, but Qian Yao's left leg.

"Crunch."

When Qian Yao landed, he screamed in pain, his left leg was already broken.

Feng Ting threw out two punches, causing the spirit energy in his meridians to churn, as though he was trying to rush at the Spiritual Sea.

This sudden turn of events caused the other three people present to be extremely frightened.

Feng Ting's attacks were too fast, too powerful and too ruthless.

As a member of the middle level of Kaiyuan, Qian Tong was also caught off guard by what was happening before him.

"second brother, kill Feng Ting for me!"

Qian Tong already hated them so much that his eyes glowed with a bloody light.

"How dare you injure my fourth brother!" Qian Tong turned and look at Feng Ting.

"He was going to break my leg, so I had to break his leg first." Feng Ting was fearless.

"You're courting death!" Qian Tong said as he attacked.

Just then, Ding Chundong and Li Yuan, who were standing to the left and right of Feng Ting, also came over.

How would they let Junior Brother continue to confront Qian Tong alone?

The two of them blocked in front of Feng Ting at practically the same time, and raised their hands to block Qian Tong's attacks.

"Bang bang."

Although Ding Chundong and Li Yuan blocked Qian Tong's fist, both of them were knocked out at the same time.

"Spirit Cultivator!"

At this time, Qian Tong was already looking at Li Yuan and Ding Chundong in fear.