Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 317

"Scrub."

These two irregularly flying long knives flew past Feng Ting, but he felt a sudden spiritual attack from behind.He frowned, his body almost touched the ground, and flew forward.

"Crack."

Behind him, the two scimitars of spiritual power slashed to the ground, kicking up a pile of rocks.

It turned out that the two spiritual scimitars that flew past just now folded back and launched a second attack.This made Feng Ting even more unexpected, this butcher's control over spiritual power was too strong.

Feng Ting himself didn't expect that Tu Chen surprised him.

In fact, Tu Chen didn't expect Feng Ting to be so powerful. He had almost used all his strength in the repeated attacks just now, but he still couldn't hurt Feng Ting.

"There are two strokes." Tu Chen's eyes showed the bloodthirsty killing intent only of an executioner.

"You also have two tricks, but I don't know if you have other skills besides these two tricks." Feng Ting laughed.

"Of course!"

While Tu Chen was talking, he had already made a move.His body was like lightning, his hands were like knives, and he slashed down like a thunderbolt.Immediately, spiritual power was released from the palms, as if extending his palms by seven feet in an instant.

Mountain palm!

Feng Ting recognized the name of this exercise as Shanzhang, which is a very fierce and fierce exercise.Practitioners must have super-strong spiritual power control, and if they want to use this set of spiritual skills well, they generally need to reach the state of Xuanhu.

Although this butcher is only a middle-level Zifu, he has been able to exert [-]% of the power of the mountain palm.

Feng Ting didn't dare to resist, he flew back, and at the same time unleashed the third-phase spear with ten-phase strength, and pointed at the wrists of both hands of the butcher respectively.Because this aura spear is extremely light and agile, it is faster.Just as the huge spiritual power palm was about to hit him, the spiritual spear also touched Butcher's wrists.

Tu Chen didn't dodge, he thought that even if Feng Ting's aura spear was very powerful, it would only hurt himself.And his mountain palm was enough to cripple Feng Ting, one crippled and the other injured, he thought he had won.

"Bang bang.

Those two huge palms of spiritual power slapped Feng Ting's chest with great force.It made people think that the spiritual spear did not stab the butcher's wrist, or that the spiritual spear did not hurt the butcher at all.

But the fact is that those two spirit spears not only hurt Butcher, but also hurt his hand sutras, making his arms numb instantly.Even though he was shocked, Tu Chen thought that Feng Ting's sternum would be broken, his abdomen would be shattered, and his meridians would be shaken into chaos.

Feng Ting did fall out, and was indeed seriously injured.But the healing flame in his body has already started to activate, releasing a warm breath, which spreads to his whole body along the meridians.He began to quickly smooth his disordered meridians, repair his shattered abdomen, and connect his broken sternum.

Although this process could not be completed in an instant, but because Tu Chen's arms were numb, he did not launch an attack at this moment.He thought that standing here, he could see Feng Ting lying down, turning into a half-dead cripple.

Not only Tu Chen was staring at Feng Ting, but also several referees were looking at Feng Ting not far away.There is also He Jinpeng who is farther away, and he is also looking at Feng Ting.If Feng Ting fell down, he would be disabled.Then the Yuntai conference he presided over would be complete. In the name of healing, he left Feng Ting behind, and he didn't have to worry about the rest.

At the beginning, Feng Ting's face was extremely ugly, like a wounded person who could faint at any time, or even die.

But with the passage of time, Feng Ting, who was originally getting more and more serious, seemed to be slowly recovering.His complexion was not so ugly, and he did not vomit blood due to injuries to his abdomen and meridians, nor did he faint because of the serious injuries.

how can that be!

Whether it was Tu Chen who was facing Feng Ting, or the referee and He Jinpeng who were secretly looking at Feng Ting, they were all very puzzled.

Tu Chen has confidence in his own strength, and He Jinpeng and others also have confidence in Tu Chen's lethality.

I thought things were coming to an end, but it didn't seem to be developing in the usual direction.

"call--."

Suddenly, Feng Ting exhaled a breath of foul air, and his figure swooped forward.A burst of spiritual energy erupted from his body, formed a spear, and stabbed towards the butcher.

too fast!
This doesn't look like a seriously injured person, let alone a martial arts practitioner.

That guy...he!

The referees around, as well as He Jinpeng in the distance, all opened their mouths wide, watching this sudden change in a daze.

Tu Chen was completely unexpected. In addition, his arms were numb and the meridians in his body were blocked, which made it impossible for him to respond as quickly as possible.Even if he is really in the best condition, he may not be able to deal with this death-like aura spear.Not to mention that his meridians were blocked at the moment, he only made a frightened expression, and the spirit spear was already in front of him.

"brush."

The spear of spiritual energy rushed into the butcher's body like a poisonous snake, leaving a bloody hole in his body.The wounds brought about by the invisible spiritual energy can be compared to the tangible spiritual power.

Of course this is not the end!

Tu Chen's body retreated, and the wind and thunder followed him like a shadow. His body exploded, and his spiritual energy burst out again.Another spear of spiritual energy shot out, and it went straight to the center of Butcher's eyebrows.

There was no blood hole in Butcher's body just now, and he couldn't avoid it.At this moment, not only did he have a blood hole in his body, but he also felt that the meridians near the blood hole were sealed.As he stepped back, he felt that not only his hands were numb, but his upper body was numb.Before he had time to panic, stare, or react, the aura spear had already pierced through the center of his brow.

"brush."

A blood hole appeared between the eyebrows and the back of the head, and along with the blood splashed out, there was Tu Chen's brain.

"assistant!"

The one who spoke was the nearest referee, who was also in charge of judging the match between Feng Ting and Tu Chen.He thought that Tu Chen would easily beat Can Fengting, so he stood a little further away.But at this moment, Tu Chen was being violently abused by Feng Ting, and he wanted to save Tu Chen.

But it was already too late, Feng Ting split his palms, and a hammer of spiritual power blasted out, heading straight for Butcher's head.

"boom."

Although Tu Chen's head was not broken, more brains and blood sprayed out from the blood hole that traversed between the eyebrows and the back of the head.

When the referee got between Feng Ting and Tu Chen, Feng Ting had already landed, and Tu Chen had already fallen to the ground.Blood and brain matter smeared his face, and under his head, there was also blood and brain matter, and he could no longer live.

"Feng Ting...you...!"

The referee looked at Feng Ting and couldn't control his anger.

"Senior, in a game of chess, injury is inevitable." Feng Ting looked at the referee and said.While speaking, he controlled the healing flame and stopped healing.It may be safer for him to make himself look like a seriously injured person.

At this time, two more referees came over. They checked Tuchen and confirmed that Tuchen was hopeless.

He Jinpeng also came over. Seeing Tu Chen's miserable condition, his expression was extremely cold.Although the Yuntai Conference does its best, damage is inevitable.But Tu Chen is a very talented disciple after all, in his 30s, he was already in the middle rank of the Purple Mansion, so how could he feel comfortable when he died like this?
Feng Ting looked at these people, coughed pretending to be in pain, and said, "Seniors, can I go back and rest?"

The referees didn't say anything, of course they wanted to deal with Feng Ting.But under the watchful eyes of everyone, they really have no reason to attack.

"Go back to rest and prepare for the next round of chess."

It was He Jinpeng who spoke, and he tried his best to keep calm.

"Thank you senior for your understanding." After Feng Ting finished speaking, he flew up and flew towards the woods two miles away.

Five hundred battles, almost one hundred battles have now ended, and four hundred battles are still going on.When those who had finished the battle looked at Feng Ting, they all felt a little scared.Those who hadn't finished the battle were surprised to see Feng Ting leaving.They were all fighting and had no time to look at the specific situation of Feng Ting and here.I don't know whether Feng Ting won or lost.

But when they saw someone carrying the butcher's body away, they also became terrified.They all knew Tu Chen, and they all knew how terrifying that guy was.Now Tu Chen is dead, but Feng Ting is still alive!

Of course, everyone in Tianshu City watched Feng Ting kill the butcher, and of course they would also feel fear.But more of it was joy, this guy sneaked up on Qiu Tan who had surrendered, causing Qiu Tan to be seriously injured, and he deserved to be dealt with.It's just that it's a little too heavy to pack.

The happiest one was naturally Qiu Tan. He waited for Feng Ting to come before him, and bowed slightly: "Thank you for avenging me."

"If I don't kill him, he will kill me." Feng Ting smiled lightly.

Qiu Tan didn't say anything more, he was very sure that Feng Ting would not have killed so viciously if it hadn't been for revenge for himself.

"People like this should be killed."

It was Hong Ben who spoke. He had always had a bad impression of spiritual cultivators, and his impression of this butcher was even worse.

The disciples of Qi Cangzong who were not far away heard it, and they just gave Hong Ben a look of resentment, but they dared not look at Feng Ting with a look of resentment.

Han Zhiju is a careful person, he observed the reactions of the people around him, and whispered to Feng Ting: "This person seems to be very famous."

"Really?" Feng Ting replied casually.

"Of course it is impossible to be as famous as Gu Yinglong, but he is very famous." Han Zhiju said in a low voice.

"No matter how famous you are, you are still dead if you die." Feng Ting said casually.

"Yes." Han Zhiju smiled helplessly, and he didn't say anything more.

Feng Ting looked at the forest farther away, which was where the big figures in Tianshu City were.When he was fighting Butcher just now, he glanced in that direction, and he was sure that he could see those people on the battlefield.So he was sure that there was a formation where those big figures were, and he just didn't want the people watching the battle in the woods to see them.

This should be the work of the powerful Qi Cangzong who accompanied those big shots, they just didn't want anyone to see these big shots in Tianshu City.

(End of this chapter)