The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Qian Tong had never thought that these two people were actually Spirit Cultivator.

Amongst Night Sea Sect's Spirit Cultivator, other than the Four Great Hall Masters, the rest of the Spirit Cultivator s were cultivating in the Grimoire Pavilion.

He recognized all the Spirit Cultivator s, but these two disciples had never appeared in the Grimoire Pavilion before.

He was even more familiar with the skinny Ding Chundong, the one who peeked at the Qing Gong Tang female disciple bathing two years ago.

"Whew."

Just as Qian Tong was in a daze, Feng Ting's fist had already struck out.

And it was the One Word Collapsing Fist!

He had previously used three levels of strength to deal with Qian Yao, who was well-prepared.

Facing Qian Tong who cultivated the middle level of Kaiyuan, Feng Ting activated all four of the powers he could.

"Huhuhu …" "Bam."

However, he was not in a sorry state like Qian Yao. After retreating a few steps, he finally had a firm footing.

At this time, Qian Tong was looking at Feng Ting with fear.

Feng Ting's strength had already completely exceeded the limit of a martial cultivator!

How did he do it?

Qian Tong felt all sorts of unhappiness in his heart.

He had originally thought that he wouldn't even need to act at all to deal with Feng Ting, yet he didn't expect that he almost didn't even have the chance to.

At this time, he believed in what Qian Yao had said.

In front of him, Feng Ting shook his fist and teased: "Qian Tong, if you don't leave, I don't mind breaking your legs."

He gritted his teeth and tried to fight back, but he had no confidence.

Feng Ting was already so powerful, and that Fatty Li Yuan and Ding Chundong, the two Spirit Cultivator s who were unexpectedly present, were clearly at a disadvantage if he were to fight one against three.

Qian Tong pondered for a while, but in the end, he no longer dared to take action. Just you wait! "

Then, he dragged Qian Yao and flew out of the courtyard door.

"Phew …"

Li Yuan and Ding Chundong heaved long sighs of relief.

When they exchanged a punch with Qian Yao just now, they knew that even if the two of them joined forces, they would still not be a match for the other party.

Although the Junior Brother was mysterious and unfathomable, he wasn't a Spirit Cultivator, after all.

If this was a real fight, the three of them would be in a lot of danger.

Li Yuan worriedly said: "Junior Brother, with the few seniors currently in closed-door training, they will definitely take the chance to take revenge. Why don't you hide for a while? "

Feng Ting ignored him and asked instead, "Who is in charge of the Zhongyu Peak now?"

"It's Qian Tong and Qian Yao's Second Uncle's money." Li Yuan replied.

Feng Ting laughed, "No wonder they are so arrogant."

"That's right!" Two Spirit Cultivator s against one person, Junior Brother, is too shameless. "

Ding Chundong said bitterly.

Li Yuan said helplessly: "In these dozen or so years, the majority of left wing peak s have joined the Grimoire Pavilion and the majority of them have become its disciples. They are currently very pleased with themselves."

Ding Chundong said to Feng Ting, "Junior Brother, I think it's best if you hide. When the sect master and the four great hall masters come out of seclusion, they wouldn't dare to be so arrogant again."

"I can't wait, nor can they."

Feng Ting thought in his heart, when the elders come out, the position of sect master would change, and the father and son of Qian Family would become even more arrogant.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Senior brother Li Yuan, find all of our Beiwu Hall's talented brothers here."

"Junior Brother, what are you doing?" Li Yuan thought that Feng Ting would bring people to find the left wing peak and fight to the death.

Feng Ting laughed: "Didn't you say that left wing peak has produced quite a few Spirit Cultivator s? We have more than them. "

"Junior Brother, all of the current Beiwu Hall's disciples are inferior to you in talent. Becoming a Spirit Cultivator is a little difficult."

Li Yuan and Ding Chundong were both stunned.

Could it be that nurturing spirit pill s were sugar beans in the Junior Brother's heart?

"Don't look for too many things. Look for ten first." Feng Ting said casually.

"Ten!"

Li Yuan and Ding Chundong were both stunned.

"Calm down, you have talent." Feng Ting said.

Li Yuan stuttered: "Junior Brother, how many nurturing spirit pill s do you have?"

"Enough for ten people." Feng Ting casually replied.

Li Yuan's heart thumped wildly, "Junior Brother, the Inherent Skills of our fellow disciples are about the same as mine. To become a Spirit Cultivator, you should need fifty nurturing spirit pill. "

"Fifty pills." Feng Ting frowned: "I can barely gather enough."

Hearing that, Li Yuan was shocked, he swallowed his saliva: "Junior Brother, you truly have fifty nurturing spirit pill s!"

Feng Ting pretended to be impatient: "Senior Brother Li Yuan, why are you so long-winded?"

Li Yuan said in disbelief, "Junior Brother, even Grimoire Pavilion may not have fifty nurturing spirit pill."

"Grimoire Pavilion doesn't have it, I do! Hurry up and find someone. "

Seeing that Feng Ting was a bit impatient, because he had spent more time with Feng Ting, Ding Chundong understood that the Junior Brother had his fair share of responsibilities, thus, he opened his mouth and said to Li Yuan: "Senior Brother, go quickly."

"Alright, I'll be there immediately."

"Senior Martial Brother Li, hurry up, I'll be going to porcine bovine forest first. When all the Senior Brothers are here, you two can call me."

"Alright." Ding Chundong immediately agreed.

Feng Ting then walked out of the small courtyard and headed towards the porcine bovine forest at the side.