The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

So powerful!

Feng Ting did not dare to be careless, and flew back.

However, the man did not seem to accept the Spiritual Strength. Instead, he waved his hand and the Spiritual Strength continued to rush towards Feng Ting.

So fast!

Even if Feng Ting's speed neared High order open element, he still would not be able to dodge.

Since he had no way of dodging, he could only raise his fists and smash out.

"Bang bang."

The Spiritual Strength was smashed into pieces by Feng Ting's fists, but Feng Ting also felt that his meridians were broken inch by inch, and his Qi was rushing out uncontrollably, flying backwards.

He flew back thirty meters before regaining his balance.

At this time, Feng Ting saw clearly that the person who made this move was a young man.

Qian Biao!

With just a glance, Feng Ting recognized that the young man was Left Discipline Hall Qian Biao, Qian Yao's third brother, who was known as the number one person in the younger generation.

He had already entered the dissolving blade realm.

Qian Biao had thought that this strike would cripple or even kill Feng Ting, but he never thought that Feng Ting would actually be able to stand.

A few days ago, Fourth Brother Qian Yao had lost face at Feng Ting's hands, and even second brother had lost to him.

But now that he had the Qing Gong Tang disciples by his side, he didn't feel like killing them ruthlessly.

"Junior Brother, are you alright?" Ding Chundong shouted in fear.

Feng Ting wiped the blood trail from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Ting focused his gaze, "The punishment should be given to you, father. You don't have the right to."

Qian Biao laughed: "I am only capturing him and giving him to Martial Uncle Feng. Since Junior Brother has come, I will have to trouble you to bring him back. When Martial Uncle Feng comes out of seclusion, I shall leave it to him to punish. "

"Thank you!"

Feng Ting tried his best to calm his injured meridians, and grinded his teeth to prevent more blood from flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, a woman came out from behind the boulder.

The woman looked to be in her twenties. Although she was beautiful, there was a fierce look on her face.

It was actually Chu Zhongqiu!

Seeing the lady, Feng Ting was extremely surprised.

Chu Zhongqiu was precisely the Qing Gong Tang female disciple that Ding Chundong had peeked at two years ago.

What a coincidence!

Although Feng Ting was severely injured, he couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, another lady walked out from behind the boulder, pulling Feng Ting's gaze over.

This woman was around eighteen or nineteen years old. Her blue clothes fluttered in the wind, making her appear ethereal. As she walked forward, she appeared like a cold fairy.

Even though Feng Ting had never seen Xin Han before, he had heard of the great name of the First Beauty.

Although Xin Han's cultivation was not high, but she had read a lot and was well-versed in ancient and modern times.

"You are Feng Ting?"

Chu Zhongqiu's gaze was filled with anger.

"I am Feng Ting, and this is Senior Sister Chu Zhongqiu?"

Chu Zhongqiu coldly replied: "I don't seek to improve."

"The actions of Junior Brother Feng Ting, however, left me with a whole new level of respect for him."

At this time, Qian Biao's tone also carried a hint of laughter and mockery, and he made another cut.

Seeing the crowd, Feng Ting concluded that these people were also secretly out of the sect for fun, so he laughed: "Senior Brother Qian Biao accompanied the Senior Sisters out for an outing, and the way you conduct yourself is truly impressive."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions became unnatural.

Chu Zhongqiu said coldly: "Junior Brother Qian Biao, let's go."

"Alright." Qian Biao turned and said to Feng Ting, "Junior Brother Feng Ting, I'll be troubling you to bring Ding Chundong back."

"Don't worry Senior Brother Qian Biao, I will bring Senior Brother Ding back."

After sweeping a glance at Ding Chundong, Qian Biao turned around and was about to leave.

Xin Han glanced at Ding Chundong who was lying on the ground, and was about to ask Qian Biao to open Ding Chundong's meridians.

Chu Zhongqiu suddenly pulled on Xin Han's arm: "Junior sister, such a vile person, don't dirty your eyes with this junior sister, let's leave quickly."

Xin Han frowned, and was pulled forward.

Qian Biao didn't even have the intention to open Ding Chundong's meridians, and quickly left.

The other four cyan woman s also quickly followed.

The six women and one man instantly disappeared into the dense forest.

Not long after, only Feng Ting and Ding Chundong were left by the waterfall.

"Chu Zhongqiu, this woman … "Too vicious."

Ding Chundong said hatefully.

He never thought that Feng Ting could open his meridians, he was afraid that he would be carried back by the Junior Brother.

Feng Ting frowned, and slowly sat down.

Ding Chundong's Jing and Mai were severely injured, so he had to recuperate immediately.

This Qian Biao is really powerful, as expected of the number one expert among the young generation.

"Whoosh."

Suddenly, Feng Ting felt the pill flame inside his dantian tremble, following that, a warm flow spread out from his dantian, directly pouncing towards the sleeping thunderbolt fire seed.

Not good!

Feng Ting turned pale with fright, because he felt that the thunderbolt fire seed had made a move under the influence of the pill flame.

He tried to control it, but it was too late.

Another layer of thunderbolt fire seed's clothes loosened and turned into a light orange colored flame floating in his dantian. It resonated with the pill flame and seemed to have found a partner.

Because he was afraid of stink fire, even though the pill flame was only the weakest layer of stink fire, he kept suppressing it.

Especially during a battle, he didn't dare let it make any unusual moves.

Just now, his meridians were injured by Qian Biao, causing his control power to descend. But he never would have thought that the pill flame would take the chance to make an unusual movement, and cut off a layer of the thunderbolt fire seed's outer clothes.

Could it be that they wanted to combine into one and ignite the thunderbolt fire seed!

The fire was about to be ignited, but he couldn't control it!

Feng Ting did his best to suppress the weak flames, wanting them to quiet down.

"Whoosh."

However, because of the severe injuries, the desperate attacks had caused the Spiritual Strength to surge and his meridians to tremble.

Feng Ting spat out a mouthful of blood, and his injuries got worse.

Even so, he still desperately tried to subdue these two tiny flames.

He wrapped the two flames with his spirit energy and vowed to not let them respond.