The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

"Bam."

Feng Ting's fist clashed with Hong Ben's fist, immediately feeling that the opponent's strength was extremely strong.

This was absolute power. He couldn't help but protect himself as he dragged Xin Han two steps back.

Hong Ben's body also shook slightly, and was immediately forced five or six steps back.

"You have some skill."

Hong Ben flew up and rushed over once again.

In order to prevent Xin Han from being implicated, Feng Ting had already flown over.

It was the six stages of One Word Collapsing Fist, yet again, forced Hong Ben to retreat. Naturally, Feng Ting himself was pushed two steps back by Hong Ben's absolute strength as well.

His current limit was eight levels, but after using the sixth layer's power twice, he could feel the spiritual energy in his body trembling.

This was enough to show just how powerful Hong Ben was.

BOOM!

After Hong Ben withdrew, he once again flew up and continued to attack Feng Ting.

"Whew."

Feng Ting couldn't help but to admire the big guy's reaction speed and strength. He didn't use One Word Collapsing Fist and dodged the attack.

Swoosh.

Hong Ben's fist missed, he opened his arms and continued to attack.

Feng Ting continued to dodge, his figure was as fast as lightning, causing even Zuo Hu to reveal an appreciative expression.

swish swish swish … *

After continuously dodging and calming the spirit energy flowing in his body, Feng Ting finally made his move to retaliate.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

The power of the eighth stage of One Word Collapsing Fist smashed onto Hong Ben's fist.

Swoosh.

Hong Ben's sturdy body was flung out, flying past the walls of the small courtyard, and landed outside the courtyard.

This time, Hong Ben did not stand up immediately.

Not only was Zuo Hu not unhappy, he said to Feng Ting with a chuckle: "This time, I think he'll be convinced."

"Vice President Zuo, if you want me to beat him up, then just say it."

Feng Ting revealed a look of "killing someone without paying with your life".

"Who says I submit …" "Bam."

Hong Ben's tall and big body flew into the courtyard, and landed in front of Feng Ting like a mountain.

The Spirit Qi in Feng Ting's body was surging, but when he saw the big size man come again, he was shocked.

This guy not only had great strength, his defensive power was even more powerful than dissolving blade.

Zuo Hu said: "Hong Ben, now do you know that there are people stronger than you who cultivate?"

"His fist is a bit stronger than mine, but he might not be able to defeat me."

Hong Ben raised Feng Ting's head and looked down at Feng Ting from above.

Feng Ting gave a bored smile and said to Zuo Hu: "Vice President Zuo, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

"Don't go!" Zuo Hu immediately stopped Feng Ting and laughed: "Feng Ting, Hong Ben doesn't like spirit cultivators, you can become friends with him."

"Vice President Zuo, this is inappropriate." Feng Ting's tone was calm, but very straightforward.

"Feng Ting, I'll ask you to consider it." Zuo Hu's gaze was sincere.

"Vice President Zuo, I can't help you."

Feng Ting pulled Xin Han and walked out of the small courtyard.

Hong Ben looked at Feng Ting's back and shouted, "Kid! I also don't want to be friends with you, so you don't have to be so arrogant. "

Feng Ting pretended not to hear, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing that Feng Ting was so determined, Zuo Hu could only say: "Feng Ting, I still wish for you to consider."

"There's no need to think about it." Feng Ting walked forward without turning his head back.

Zuo Hu helplessly said loudly: "Feng Ting, I won't send you off. Duan He, send Feng Ting back for me. "

"Yes." Duan He immediately followed Feng Ting.

Zuo Hu watched as the figures of Feng Ting and the other two disappeared, then turned to look at Hong Ben.

"Vice President Zuo, I don't like being friends with outsiders." Hong Ben's tone of voice was simple and honest, but it also carried a sense of indifference.

Zuo Hu looked at Hong Ben with a gentle gaze as he said: "Feng Ting is the strongest martial cultivator I have ever seen. If you don't even like him, it will be difficult for you to find a suitable friend."

"I don't need friends." Hong Ben said resolutely.

"People have to make friends, that way they can have fun." Hong Ben said solemnly.

"I don't think so." Hong Ben shook his head.

"Just like you, Feng Ting is also a very special person." Zuo Hu looked at Hong Ben, hoping that he would be able to realize this fact.

After Hong Ben heard this, he pondered for a moment. Then he said: "What's special, is it because he is also a martial cultivator?"

Zuo Hu said: "Isn't that enough? It is truly difficult to find a cultivator as powerful as you. "

When Hong Ben heard this, he felt that it made sense.

He was surrounded by cultivators, and since he could only cultivate martial arts, he disliked cultivators the most.

However, when he thought about Feng Ting's young and arrogant attitude, he shook his head in the end.

Zuo Hu paused for a moment, then said: "Think about it again. If you miss this friend of yours, you might regret it."

"I'll think about it, but I don't think I'll like being friends with him."

Hong Ben's words were still filled with determination.

Zuo Hu was a little helpless, but he forced out a smile and said: "I'll be going back first, you should rest too."

"Yes."

Hong Ben watched Zuo Hu leave and watched Zuo Hu's figure disappear without a trace, without taking a single step.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the tall buildings and lights in the distance. His eyes did not contain the slightest bit of expectation or appreciation, but instead contained a wild loneliness.

"Whew."

His enormous fist was suddenly swung out. It was as if a powerful force was about to shake the night sky.

"Phew … Phew … Phew …"

After throwing out one punch, everything in the courtyard seemed to be stirred up by a powerful force. That tall and sturdy figure leaped into the air, as if he was a flying bear in the night sky, as if he was about to tear the night apart.

Under the night sky in this quiet little courtyard, although he was strong, he was also lonely.

Not far away, Zuo Hu was hiding in a building, quietly looking at the robust and powerful figure.

What he saw was not a strong martial cultivator, but a lonely youth.

It had been eighteen years, and this child had never seen anyone else, not even going out.

Back then, this child's father was extremely powerful and free and unrestrained. His friends filled the world, practically creating an era.

How sad he would be if he knew how lonely his son was!

Ever since Zuo Hu had seen such a powerful youth in front of him, he had decided to make him Hong Ben's friend.

Even if Hong Ben got hurt in the future, he would take it.

Under the night sky, the figure in the small courtyard became faster and faster. However, no matter how fast it was, it was still by itself.

Zuo Hu knew that he would not stop for the rest of the night.

Feng Ting and Xin Han got off the carriage at the entrance of guangling garden. Duan He originally wanted to send them to the eighth courtyard, but she was rejected by Feng Ting.

The two of them walked through the main entrance of the guangling garden, stepping on the green steel stone road, and headed to courtyard number eight.

After walking for a few hundred meters, Xin Han finally could not hold back and said: "That Hong Ben is actually not bad. I thought you would like him."

Feng Ting smiled slightly: "It's because he is also a martial cultivator, and possesses an extremely high Inherent Skill."

"There are truly not many strong cultivators like you." Xin Han said in a low voice.

"Yeah, perhaps in the future, it will be very difficult for me to meet another person as powerful as him." Feng Ting had to admit.

"Is there another reason?" Xin Han gently lifted her head and looked at Feng Ting.

Feng Ting did not reply immediately, but instead, walked towards a pavilion.

Xin Han quietly followed and the two of them entered the quiet pavilion.

Feng Ting held onto the railing with both hands, and said while looking into the distance: "He has the bloodline of the Devil God."

After Xin Han heard this, her beautiful eyes revealed a look of shock, and she quietly said: "It's said that the Devil God is from the Devil Domain, and has an immortal body."

"An immortal body might not be real, but its might is real."

Feng Ting looked into the distance, because he knew that, in the end, Devil God had still disappeared.

If he had an immortal body, how could he have disappeared?

Xin Han continued to speak, "It is said that Devil God cultivates the devilish exercise, and is addicted to killing. He led countless magic warriors under his command and massacred tens of thousands of Spirit Cultivator."

Feng Ting slightly nodded, and said: "This is also true, the Devil God seems to be born to exterminate the strong. So, if anyone found out that Hong Ben had the blood of the Devil God, he would definitely die. "

Xin Han's expression became a bit solemn: "Could it be that Vice President Zuo doesn't know that Hong Ben possesses the bloodline of the Devil God?"

Feng Ting did not directly answer Xin Han's question, but said instead, "Although his meridians have been reconstructed and she is no longer able to cultivate in the Spiritual Strength, he is naturally unable to cultivate in the devilish exercise as well. Even if it was a very powerful Spirit Cultivator, they would not be able to sense that he had the bloodline of a Devil God. But he was after all, the descendant of the Devil God, this was a fact. Staying in that small courtyard forever might be his best choice. "

"Junior Brother, do you think that Vice President Zuo knows about Hong Ben's background?" Xin Han understood what Feng Ting meant.

"He must know that. He probably thinks that Hong Ben is too lonely and wants to find him a friend." Feng Ting replied.

"So that's how it is." Xin Han nodded slightly, "Looks like the Vice President Zuo treats him quite well."

Feng Ting said disdainfully: "With how self-righteous Zuo Hu is, it would not be excessive to say that he wants to kill Hong Ben."

After Xin Han heard this, she could not help but frown.

Feng Ting could tell that Xin Han didn't fully agree with her point of view, but he didn't refute him. Regardless of whether or not Zuo Hu did it for Hong Ben's own good, he would never make friends with Hong Ben, because that was bound to be troublesome.

Xin Han paused for a moment, then asked softly, "Junior Brother, since you said that the devilish aura on Hong Ben's body is gone, how did you feel it?"

Feng Ting laughed: "Since there has been one, no matter how clean it is, there will inevitably be traces of it."

"Oh."

Xin Han was actually still curious in her heart about how Feng Ting had discovered the traces.

However, she did not ask again, because she felt that Feng Ting might not say anything.

"Go back." Feng Ting said as he walked out of the pavilion.

"Yes." Xin Han followed beside Feng Ting and walked out of the pavilion.

The two of them walked towards yard number eight.

Just as he walked over, he saw Ding Chundong walking towards him. Looking at him, it seemed that he was slightly anxious.

When he got near, Ding Chundong immediately said: "Junior Brother, it's bad."

"What's wrong?" Feng Ting casually asked.

"The people from Heizhou City have come to find you." Ding Chundong said uneasily.

Feng Ting laughed: "I've already seen it before."

"I have! They didn't make trouble for you, did they? " Ding Chundong obviously did not expect this.

"Am I not well?"