The Ultimate Playboy Novel - Chapter 1243
Chapter 1243 Qin Feng Goes to War
The entire demon race was shocked!
Li Tao actually cultivated the Demon Clan’s Holy Scripture?
Feng Qingyu had already rushed to a deep pit several hundred meters away. He suddenly jumped up and slapped out another red demonic saber condensed from the demonic energy. The large saber was a hundred meters long and domineering. It seemed as if it was about to split the earth apart and descended towards Li Tao in the pit.
Rumble!
He sliced through the air, leaving behind a deep saber mark on the ground!
The huge crater exploded and the surrounding ground caved in. If Li Tao were to receive this strike, he would undoubtedly die!
However, a white silhouette flashed in the air. Just as Feng Qingyu’s broadsword landed, he roared at the sky with a ferocious expression, “Who? Who dares to interfere with this daddy’s good deeds? I want you to die a terrible death!”
The Demon Race disciples hundreds of meters away hadn’t figured out the situation yet. They didn’t even know if Li Tao was alive or dead.
The white shadow in the air stopped. Under its feet were two balls of flames. In its hand was a golden saber as resplendent as a phoenix’s wing. The other hand was holding onto Li Tao, who was on the verge of death. It was hanging in the air.
“It’s Young Master Feng of the Demonic Moon Sect …”
The crowd of demon cultivators cried out in alarm. They had already recognized Qin Feng, who was floating in the air like a demon king descending into the world!
Before Li Tao appeared, Qin Feng was the most popular existence in the entire arena. His appearance was unfamiliar, as if he was a god of death that had suddenly appeared from underground. He fought head-on against the representatives of the four great sects of the demon race, and even the Heavenly Tower Demon King was ignored by him.
Now that Qin Feng had attacked again, the entire demon race was boiling with excitement. Their attention to Qin Feng and Li Tao had even surpassed Zhong Lou’s.
“Who are you?”
Feng Qingyu stood on top of the valley, his eyes spitting out flames, his body filled with violent demonic energy as if it was going to cover the sky and cover the sun.
Qin Feng stuffed a pill into Li Tao’s mouth before looking at Feng Qingyu indifferently and saying, “It’s all thanks to me that you have the current strength … Why? You don’t recognize me anymore?”
The last time Qin Feng explored the Ancient Martial Ruins, he appeared as a green wolf. Feng Qingyu did not know Qin Feng, but he was shocked by Qin Feng’s words.
Over the past six months, Feng Qingyu’s strength had improved by leaps and bounds, but he had also paid a painful price.
Ever since he practiced the Little Chrysanthemum Grimoire, Feng Qingyu’s body was constantly twitching. The blood in his body was constantly flowing backwards. He even coughed and vomited blood every once in a while. It was as if his body had been crawled by millions of insects. That kind of torture was terrifying enough to think about …
However, only Feng Qingyu knew about this torture. His old eyes flickered with doubt. He really couldn’t figure out how the youth in front of him found out about it.
“Who the hell are you? If you don’t tell me, I’ll slash you to death with one palm …”
‘”Of course I’m the one who gave you the Little Chrysanthemum Grimoire’s secret manual. How is the grimoire practicing? Watching you break through from the ninth level to the fourth level of the Demon General in half a year, this is simply the speed of a rocket …”
Qin Feng smiled and looked at Feng Qingyu, but his words completely dumbfounded Feng Qingyu!
Ever since he had cultivated the Little Chrysanthemum Grimoire, he had realized that there was something wrong with the secret manual. However, he had already practiced the Wind Cyan Language halfway through. It was impossible for him to stop halfway through. He had bravely practiced the Little Chrysanthemum Grimoire all the time, and it was almost the same as Ouyang Feng who had practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture all those years ago!
“Roar! It’s you? Are you the wolf-headed eccentric from the ancient martial ruins?”
Feng Qingyu was suddenly enraged and instantly turned into a wild beast. He raised his head to the sky and roared a few times, causing the valley to shake violently.
With a flash of green light, Feng Qingyu had already disappeared from the valley. In just a few breaths, he was hanging above Qin Feng’s head. His thin hand slashed down in the air, and the surging and violent devil energy condensed into a devil saber.
Qin Feng did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly swung the golden phoenix and hacked it out. The hundred-meter-long golden saber Qi shone blindly and instantly collided with the red demonic saber. Clouds billowed in mid-air, as if the sky had been blown apart by the attacks of the two of them.
Swoosh!
Qin Feng landed on the whirlwind golden wheel beside the crowd, threw Li Tao to Xu Ruorou and the other two girls, and stepped on the golden wheel again.
In the blink of an eye, golden light flickered in the void, causing everyone to be dazzled.
“Feng Qingyu, you are going to self-destruct and die sooner or later. I advise you to self-destruct and become an ordinary person in the future.” Qin Feng’s voice echoed endlessly in the valley.
In the end, Feng Qingyu was the Azure Dragon of China. Although he had betrayed him later, he had made great contributions to China during his tenure of office. Qin Feng did not wish to fight him to the death.
Feng Qingyu was unwilling. Although he had been tortured by the Little Chrysanthemum Grimoire, his explosive strength made him forget all the pain. If he crippled all of his strength, it would be better to kill him …
“Ant-like garbage, you dare to speak crazily in front of me. Look at the knife …”
Feng Qingyu roared angrily and slashed his palm again. The hundred-meter-long demonic saber instantly condensed. The demon disciple’s heart was filled with envy when he saw the method of using demonic energy to form a weapon. Even the eyes of the Demon King’s Heavenly Pavilion shone brightly.
The long saber slashed down, but it slashed into the air. A golden light flashed as the Wind Revolving Flame Wheel moved at such a fast speed that it instantly brought Qin Feng behind Feng Qingyu. Qin Feng raised his saber and landed. The strong wind sliced through the void, and the saber energy was striking Qing Yu’s back.
Rumble!
Qin Feng unreservedly swung the aura of a fourth layer True Qi expert. Even Feng Qingyu was unable to withstand it and fell to the ground from midair.
A golden light flickered. Qin Feng was like a shadow as he casually slapped out his palms. Several balls of destructive flames fell into the giant pit.
The sound of explosions rang out continuously. The crater was getting bigger and bigger. In the end, it was like a meteorite falling to the ground. Feng Qingyu did not have time to run away. He did not know whether he was alive or dead in the explosion. This scene shocked everyone.
“That person … died?”
‘”That’s a powerful man who defeated Li Tao, but he can’t defeat Young Master Feng in three moves. Isn’t Young Master Feng too fierce?”
“Right now, only the Demon King of Zhonglou is left. I’m worried that the Demon King won’t be able to defeat this person …”
Everyone was discussing quietly, afraid that if Qin Feng heard it too loudly, he would be killed.
Chonglou stood quietly by the side of the arena, his eyes filled with uncertainty, and his expression became incomparably grave!
Today’s Demon Race Convention was truly wonderful. Three batches of dark horses were slaughtered in a row. Each of them was comparable to a powerful demon general on the fourth floor. Moreover, Li Tao and Feng Qingyu had cultivated the Little Chrysanthemum Grimoire. One was cultivating, the other was cultivating backwards …
It was one of the little chrysanthemum scriptures of the demon race. The demon race disciples yearned for it, and they didn’t know where Li Tao and the others got the secret scripture from. These two devil race sacred manuals have been lost for over a hundred years.
“Bastard! You’re courting death, then I’ll grant you …”
Just as everyone thought that Feng Qingyu was dead, a roar came from underground. A black shadow jumped out of the giant pit, like a devil crawling out of hell.
Feng Qingyu’s clothes were completely shattered, her skin was burnt black, and the flesh on her face was wrinkled together. She could not see her original appearance at all. If it wasn’t for Feng Qingyu’s unchanged voice, no one would believe that the man in front of her who was burned to a dried corpse was the strong sovereign who defeated Li Tao not long ago …