The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

When Qiu Peng and Qiu Xian saw Feng Ting, they were stunned for a moment.

They didn't do anything shameful, so why should they be afraid?

Qiu Xian bellowed: Feng Ting, what are you trying to do?

"Let me see if it's you." Feng Ting said casually.

"Now that you've seen it, hurry up and leave." Qiu Xian's eyes revealed dense hatred.

Feng Ting said calmly: "Qiu Xian, you didn't sneak into the Academy these past few days did you?"

"I …"

Qiu Xian originally wanted to say, if I can't enter the Academy, what does it have to do with you?

But when he thought about his bet with Feng Ting, he frowned and swallowed his words.

"Whether he enters the academy or not has nothing to do with you!"

Suddenly, a voice came out from Feng Ting's back. The voice was imposing and cold.

Qiu Tan!

Feng Ting frowned. Even if he was careless, the way Qiu Tan had appeared was too quiet.

The nether cave was indeed powerful.

"Feng Ting, Qiu Xian belongs to my Qiu Family. No matter what he does, you are not allowed to criticize him."

Qiu Tan's tone was cold and sharp like a blade.

Feng Ting, however, was not the least bit afraid. He knew that he was outside the gates of the Guanling Academy, so no matter how cold and tyrannical Qiu Tan was, he would not dare to make a move.

He said, "Could it be that the people from your Qiu Family can break their promise?"

"That's just a joke. It's better if you don't take it seriously." Qiu Tan said coldly.

When Feng Ting saw that the College Backdoor was secretly peeking at him, he said loudly on purpose: "Then why don't we fight one more time and bet one more time?"

How could Qiu Tan not know that Feng Ting had purposely announced it? He turned to look at Qiu Xian.

Qiu Xian frowned.

Even though he and Qiu Tan were both twenty years old and he was only ten days younger than Qiu Tan, he was still not that confident in front of Qiu Tan.

Qiu Tan said: "Qiu Xian, let me help you, fight with him again."

"Alright." Qiu Xian knew that if he were to evade, it would be throwing Qiu Family's face. He flew down the car and arrived in front of Feng Ting.

"Alright." Qiu Tan immediately agreed.

He believed that Qiu Xian of the dissolving blade should not have lost to Feng Ting no matter what.

As for the previous competition, he had already heard it from Qiu Xian. It was Qiu Xian's misfortune, to be poisoned by it by chance, causing his meridians to be blocked, and the Spiritual Strength s to not flow smoothly.

Feng Ting looked at the College Backdoor tens of meters away and said: "Our feet are still within the boundaries of the academy. Private duels will be punished, I don't want to be kicked out of the academy. Let's go further away. "

With that, he walked into the distance.

Qiu Tan did not object, and followed right behind Feng Ting. Qiu Xian and Qiu Peng immediately followed.

Some of the students who were watching from the back door also came out and quietly followed.

The sun had already set and there were no shops around the academy, so it was quite dark.

After walking for a kilometer, they would arrive at the area outside of the academy.

There was a small square, with green trees and lush green grass. It was quite a secluded place.

Qiu Tan said: "Fighting here shouldn't count as a private fight in the academy."

Qiu Xian stopped in his tracks, and so did he.

Feng Ting also stopped and looked left and right, then said: "Although there aren't many people here, it's still considered quiet and the sky is already dark. But, if Qiu Xian loses, someone will still see it, and it will still spread out. "

"It's fine."

Qiu Tan's tone seemed to be calm and peaceful, but on his graceful and rich face, a hint of sternness could be seen.

Feng Ting cast his gaze at Qiu Xian again, and asked: "Qiu Xian, aren't you afraid of losing another person?"

"Feng Ting, I was unlucky last time. This time, I will definitely not let you off."

Qiu Xian's eyes were sharp and revealed killing intent.

"Since you're willing, then I'll make you lose face again."

The corner of Feng Ting's mouth revealed a faint smile.

"Let's do it."

Qiu Tan seemed to be saying this to Qiu Xian, and also to two people.

Qiu Xian's face turned cold, with a flip of his hand, a Spiritual Strength turned into a long blade and slashed out.

"Swish."

This was not a Psionic Skills, but a very ordinary attack of the dissolving blade.

Feng Ting did not resist. The illusory wing vibrated and flew backwards, avoiding the attack.

"Again."

Qiu Xian reached behind and pulled out a fan from his waist.

This was obviously not an ordinary folding fan, but a spirit artifact.

The fan bone was made from diamond jade and white crystal, giving off a moist glow. There was no fan surface. The fan bone was the fan surface. After it was unfurled, a cold light shot out in all directions.

"Whap."

With a casual wave of the fan, light flashed, and a Spiritual Strength appeared. It cut towards Feng Ting like moonlight.

The scope of this slash was extremely large, and was twice the size of the ordinary long blade for spiritual energy.

It looked like Feng Ting was unable to dodge, as he would be cut off by the moonlight like Spiritual Strength's radiance.

Those who were hiding in the dark to watch the show were all startled when they saw this.

A strange look flashed in Qiu Tan's eyes. There was surprise and also surprise.

Qiu Peng stood beside Qiu Tan, but a look of disdain flashed past his eyes.

Swoosh.

Just as everyone thought that Feng Ting could not dodge it, he suddenly retreated with incomparable speed, and avoided the killing move.

"You want to kill me!"

"Hmph."

Qiu Xian did not let him off and continued to attack. As he waved his fan, another Spiritual Strength flew out.

Swoosh.

This time, Feng Ting retreated without thinking.

With their speed, they had already left the square after two consecutive steps.

"I want to see where you can retreat to!"

Qiu Xian's folded fan danced in the air, the Spiritual Strength's every move revealed killing intent under the evening sky.

Feng Ting retreated with all his might. With his current realm and strength, being unable to defeat Qiu Xian in one strike, he could only retreat and wait for the chance.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Ting crossed the road and entered the market.

Qiu Xian had no intention to stop. He had already left the academy and this was a good opportunity to kill Feng Ting.

The two of them were too fast, so much so that those who came to watch the show were unable to keep up.

Although Qiu Tan was able to keep up, he purposely increased the distance between them.

If something happened while he was far away, it would be normal for him to not have enough time to rescue them.

As for whether Qiu Xian would be punished for harming his schoolmate, he did not really care.

What he cared about the most was Qiu Family's face and reputation. He absolutely could not lose it in the hands of a young cultivator.

"Ah!"

In the midst of the dark middle-aged alleyway, Qiu Xian let out a blood-curdling scream.

Because it was too dark in alleyway, and because Feng Ting and Qiu Xian had just entered the alleyway. Therefore, Qiu Tan did not even manage to see what happened.

When he heard the sound, he sensed that something was wrong and immediately flew away.

After entering the alleyway, he saw Qiu Xian, the branch family member, and the fan that was placed beside the corpse.

Feng Ting stood in the distance, looking at the corpse with an uneasy expression.

Qiu Tan frowned, gritted his teeth and asked Feng Ting: Who did it?

"It's a Black-clothed Man. I can't see his face." Feng Ting replied.

Qiu Tan's face sank. He wanted to kill Feng Ting, but when he thought about the expert who could make Qiu Xian die in one move, he hesitated.

He scanned his surroundings, hoping to sense the existence of this expert.

However, he could not sense anyone that was above the nether cave Realm. Could it be that after that person killed that person, he immediately left?

At this time, a few people who came to watch the show arrived.

Although no one entered the alleyway, they did see what happened there.

"I declare that I didn't kill the person." Feng Ting immediately cut all relations between them.

"If it wasn't you, then it was your accomplice." Qiu Tan stared at Feng Ting, he wanted to convict Feng Ting.

"I don't have such a powerful partner."

After Feng Ting finished speaking, his figure trembled, and he flew towards the academy.

Qiu Tan had also made a decision at this time. If he did not kill Feng Ting, Qiu Family would lose a lot of face.

However, what shocked him was that Feng Ting's speed was actually not slower than him by much. Because Feng Ting had started out first, he actually couldn't catch up to him in an instant.

He seemed to be flying!

Although Feng Ting was jumping on the ground, Qiu Tan felt that Feng Ting seemed to be flying, it was as fast as a stream of light.

However, how could martial cultivators fly?

Qiu Tan was a little confused. He remembered that he hadn't felt this kind of sensation in a long time. But tonight, this was the second time he had been confused.

The first time, of course, was when he had just seen Qiu Xian's corpse. The person who killed Qiu Xian was too strong, too strange.

They were only three miles away from the academy, but the two of them instantly entered.

At this time, Qiu Tan was actually still not able to catch up to him, but the distance between them was less than fifty metres, allowing Qiu Tan to attack.

Just as Qiu Tan was about to attack, Feng Ting slowed down and stopped in front of the tower.

At this time, a figure came down from upstairs and landed beside Feng Ting.

This person had a tall stature, a full beard, a rough face, and an extraordinary bearing.

"Vice President Zuo."

Qiu Tan stabilized his body and bowed to Zuo Hu.

Zuo Hu laughed: "Qiu Tan, are you competing in speed with Feng Ting?"

Qiu Tan replied seriously: "Qiu Xian died because of Feng Ting, I want to ask Feng Ting about it."

After Zuo Hu heard this, his face became serious and he asked Feng Ting: "Feng Ting, is this true?"

"Qiu Xian is indeed dead, but he was killed by someone else." Feng Ting replied.

"I know you can't kill Qiu Xian, quickly tell me who killed him." Zuo Hu asked.

"A Black-clothed Man, his speed is too fast, and he's too strong. He killed Qiu Xian in one move, I can't even tell what kind of spirit artifact he used, let alone his appearance." Feng Ting replied.

"He killed Qiu Xian in one move, he is indeed strong." Zuo Hu then asked: "Why are you together with Qiu Xian, and why are you fighting again?"

When Feng Ting said this, he looked at Qiu Tan.