novelaction Chapter 147: Bifang Clan (Part 1)
Chapter 147: Bifang Clan (Part 1)
"Please come in." Ying Feng brought the group to one of his palaces.
As they ascended the massive stone steps and entered the palace, Ying Feng said, "I have another distinguished guest here who would be delighted to meet you."
Murong Zhixiu asked: "Who?"
Ying Feng said: "Shen Tu Ling."
Murong Zhixiu was shocked when he heard this and asked, "Shentu? Could he be a descendant of the old Demon King Shentu?"
"Yes, he is the descendant of the old Demon King Shentu. He has already reached the great success of the Golden Core Stage and is close to the realm of the Venerable Lord. He came to the Northern Territory this time to participate in the prayer ceremony of the Yuheng Academy, and also to meet the Holy Son of the Xuanyuan Immortal Palace." Ying Feng nodded and said.
Inside the magnificent palace, with carved beams and painted buildings, it was resplendent with gold and jade. A beautiful and charming demon woman stood by, responsible for pouring wine.
Several young demon cultivators were sitting inside. One of them had a pair of eyes as sharp as swords, long fiery red hair casually draped over his chest and back, a face as sharp as a knife, three-dimensional features, and was very handsome.
"This is Shentu Ling." Ying Feng extended his hand and introduced.
The red-haired man stood up and bowed to them.
Afterwards, Ying Feng introduced Murong Zhixiu and Gu Chi.
When Shen Tu Ling heard the name Qian He, two rays of light shot out from his eyes. He stared at Gu Chi without blinking and said, "Are you Qian He?"
Gu Chi nodded and said, "It is me."
"chi"
Before he could finish his words, a pair of sharp red claws suddenly came towards Gu Chi to capture and kill him.
This was a bird claw manifested by Shentu Ling, which seemed to be able to tear the void. It attacked almost instantly and went straight for Gu Chi's head.
"boom"
A green light flashed, and Ying Feng flicked his sleeves to block the sharp claws. He said in a deep voice, "Brother Shentu, what do you mean by this?"
Murong Zhixiu also reacted and glared at Shen Tu Ling, saying, "Shen Tu Ling, what do you want to do?"
Gu Chi had already grasped the handle of the Cuoyuqie knife with one hand, ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time.
Lao Hei snorted heavily, wanting to immediately take out the black gold coffin and smash the red-haired boy in front of him into mud!
A strong wind blew through the hall, and Shen Tu Ling's blood-red hair flew in disorder. She said, "I want to borrow something from her."
"If you want to borrow something, you can just say it directly. How can you want to take someone's life right away like this? Is this what you mean by borrowing?" Murong Zhixiu questioned.
Gu Chi asked indifferently, "What do you want to borrow from me?"
"Of course I want to borrow the golden silk of the autumn silkworm." Shen Tu Ling stood with his hands behind his back, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance that could not be refuted.
Gu Chi snorted coldly and said, "What if I say I don't want to lend it to you?"
"Then I will come and get it myself." Shen Tu Ling looked indifferent. She didn't look at Gu Chi directly and didn't take her seriously at all.
Ying Feng frowned and said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Brother Shentu, Fellow Daoist Qianhe is also my guest."
"What do you mean by fellow Daoist guest? He is not of our kind, so his heart must be different!"
Murong Zhixiu kicked over the desk in front of him and pointed at Shen Tu Ling, yelling, "What the hell do you mean? Are you picking on me?!"
"Of course, that doesn't include you!" Shen Tu Ling added, glancing at Gu Chi and saying, "She's just a cultivator from an enemy nation. Are we going to let her continue to stir up trouble in our Jiuli Empire if we don't kill her?"
Shen Tu Ling stared at Gu Chi and said coldly, "I'm giving you two choices now. One is to voluntarily hand over the golden silk of the autumn silkworm, and I can spare your life. The other is that I will come and take it myself, and kill you here."
Murong Zhixiu came to Ying Feng and whispered, "I say, has this red-haired guy always been so crazy?"
Ying Feng responded, "Shen Tu Ling has only been a Daoist for 650 years, but he has already reached the Golden Core Stage. If it were you, would you be as arrogant as him?"
In front, Shen Tu Ling's pair of sharp eyes revealed an undisguised murderous intent. He stared at Gu Chi and said, "Don't even think about fighting me, or you will die miserably."
He stood there with his hands behind his back, his red hair flying in disorder, and just standing there gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Ying Feng frowned, stretched out a hand to protect Gu Chi behind him, stared at Shen Tu Ling and said: "Brother Shen Tu, do you really have to take action?"
Shen Tu Ling's murderous intent was undiminished, and he said in a cold tone, "I've already given her a choice. If she hands over the golden silk of the Autumn Silkworm, she can live. If she waits for me to come and take it myself, she will surely die!"
"I say, Red Hair, that's enough, don't go too far." Murong Zhixiu also blocked the way in front.
"Even if I went too far, so what?!"
Shen Tu Ling's eyes were as sharp as knives, and he locked his murderous intent on Murong Zhixiu. He said coldly, "For Senior Jing Zhao's sake, I have already shown you enough respect. Don't be ungrateful."
This is a heartless man. Once he makes a decision, basically no one can stop his will.
Ying Feng's face darkened. After all, this was his palace. Now someone wanted to kill people and steal treasures here. As the owner, he naturally couldn't sit idly by.
In the magnificent palace, an invisible murderous intent permeated the air, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder, which could be ignited by just a spark.
Shen Tu Ling's murderous intent was like a magic sword being unsheathed, causing the maids standing in the distance to tremble uncontrollably.
Facing such a violent and powerful person whose cultivation level was higher than his own, Gu Chi had nothing to say. With a "clang" sound, he drew out the jade sword and pointed it forward.
The blade is four feet long, and is surrounded by strands of golden light that look like a swimming dragon.
As soon as this soldier appeared, a strange light flashed in the eyes of several other demon cultivators in the hall who had been silent all the time, and they stared at him without blinking.
"Very good, this soldier is exactly what I want!"
Shen Tu Ling stretched out a big hand, which turned into a huge blood-red claw, filling half of the hall, and grabbed the long knife in Gu Chi's hand directly.
This is extremely conceited. You should know that each strand of golden silk of the autumn silkworm is as heavy as a thousand pounds and can break mountains and seas. However, he has no scruples and wants to snatch the Cuo Yuqie directly from Gu Chi's hands.
"boom"
Ying Feng took action. He raised his hand and an ancient monument made of magic power and order instantly rose from the ground, blocking the bloody claw.
This was a clash of top combat forces among the younger generation of the demon race. Although it was not a life-and-death duel, its power was also extremely terrifying. If it were not for the formation guarding this place, it would have been razed to the ground in an instant due to the energy fluctuations released by the two.
"Brother Ying Feng, why do you protect a person from a foreign and enemy country so much?" Shen Tu Ling restrained his strength appropriately, not wanting to completely ruin his relationship with Ying Feng, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
Behind him, a divine bird appeared, with wings like fire and a shape similar to the legendary Vermillion Bird, but with only one leg. It was another ferocious bird in the legend - Bifang!