Martial Alchemy Sovereign

Princess Fuling was at a loss and immediately shook her head.    

Lanyang King walked into the garden and plucked a blood-red peony. He pinched off a few petals and laughed, "Blood flows like a river. For the sake of the royal family's development, my uncle doesn't mind sacrificing this insignificant young prince. "    

Princess Fuling froze on the spot. There was a huge difference in age between her and Lanyang King. The depth of her thinking was definitely not comparable to Lanyang King's.    

However, Princess Fuling had never thought that a person like them, even if they took the wrong path, could become a sacrifice for the Royal Clan.    

"..."    

After leaving Lanyang King Manor, Su Ling returned to Sword King Pavilion, his heart heavy. It was related to him that Lu Xueyao was in such dire straits today. Although it was true that Su Ling and Lu Xueyao had nothing to do with each other, Lu Xueyao wasn't a vicious person to begin with. Su Ling couldn't bear to see Lu Xueyao suffer such a punishment because of him.    

Right now, Lu Xueyao had her marriage annulled by Sixth Prince, and then, Lu Family drove her out of the family.    

Undoubtedly, to the former Lu Xueyao, Top Martial Arts Genius, one of the Holy School disciples, what kind of honor was this! Such an outcome was truly unimaginable.    

"Should I help her?"    

Su Ling was in a dilemma. At this moment, as he was walking on the Sword King Pavilion, his thoughts were in a mess.    

Just at that time, a figure appeared in front of Su Ling and blocked his path.    

Su Ling raised his head and stared at the figure. A trace of coldness flashed across his eyes as he said indifferently, "A good dog doesn't block the way. Now scram in front of me!"    

"Hehe, Su Ling, this place is not within Sword Pagoda, so my cultivation cannot be suppressed. When you talk to me, you better be polite."    

That silhouette was Han Xiaowen without a doubt. Previously, when he was heavily injured by Su Ling, the Han Family used a lot of Precious Medicine and he was able to quickly recover. Otherwise, he would definitely still be lying on the bed right now.    

When he thought about how he was beaten into a pig-headed state by Su Ling in the Sword Pagoda, he felt an incomparable amount of anger in his heart.    

"A bit more polite?"    

Su Ling narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Xiaowen. He smiled and said, "Do you want to be beaten up again?"    

"You!"    

Hearing this, Han Xiaowen's expression suddenly became very serious. He stared at Su Ling and said viciously, "Tomorrow, there will definitely be a good result for you. This time, Freshman Trial s, in order to ensure the safety of your newbies, a portion of the inner sect disciples will also go and participate. "    

"Hmm?"    

Hearing this, Su Ling frowned, and thought to himself: "In the Sword King Pavilion Inner Sect, there are quite a few people who want to target me. If I let them participate in the Freshman Trial's security, they might cause me trouble. "    

Although Su Ling was very unhappy, it was the orders from the higher-ups, so he could only follow.    

He smiled and said calmly, "What is it? This defeated opponent of yours wants to go with you? "    

"You!"    

Hearing the words' defeated at hand ', Han Xiaowen's face became livid. He had indeed lost to Su Ling in Sword Pagoda, this was an indisputable fact.    

However, this was the outside world, not the Sword Pagoda.    

Here, Han Xiaowen was confident that he would not lose to Su Ling!    

He stared at Su Ling coldly and snapped: "If you really have the ability, then fight me again here." If I lose to you, you can defeat me in the future. If I defeat you, then you will kowtow three times to apologize. "    

"Heh, I'm not stupid. Why would I fight with you?"    

Su Ling chuckled and said, "If I beat you, the most I can do is defeat you." However, if I lose to you, I will kowtow to you and even apologize. Don't you think that this wager is really too stupid? Only someone as foolish as you would think of such a foolish way of betting! "    

"Then what do you want to bet?"    

Han Xiaowen said angrily. He must defeat Su Ling.    

"I don't want to."    

Su Ling shook his head, and said straightforwardly: "I still need to go to the border Light King City tomorrow to participate in the Freshman Trial, I need to go back to pack, I don't want to waste time here with you."    

Su Ling turned around and walked in the opposite direction of Han Xiaowen.    

"If I don't let you go, you're not allowed to!"    

Han Xiaowen suddenly felt humiliated again. He was extremely angry. He stared at Su Ling coldly and roared, "Take this palm from me!"    

In a split-second, Han Xiaowen shot out his palm. Su Ling felt a tyrannical power coming from behind him. Without thinking, he made a palm print and threw it towards Han Xiaowen.    

"Boom …"    

The two handprints fiercely collided with each other, and the terrifying Mystical Qi spread out in all directions.    

With this palm, Su Ling was pushed back three meters, while Han Xiaowen was pushed back four meters.    

Han Xiaowen felt a dull feeling in his chest and blood started to surge. He used his right hand to cover his chest and his eyes were filled with horror.    

Just now, Su Ling had blocked his palm?    

This...    

How is this possible!?    

Han Xiaowen was shocked. He stared at Su Ling and asked, "You, you, how is this possible? How could your strength be raised by so much? "    

Su Ling's eyes turned cold. Just now, Han Xiaowen actually dared to sneak attack him from behind. Luckily, his Perceptual Power was amazing, otherwise, he would have definitely been heavily injured by Han Xiaowen.    

Su Ling would rush to the Light King City tomorrow to participate in the Freshman Trial. If he was injured here today, the following trial would definitely be a huge challenge for Su Ling.    

"If you dare to mess around again, I won't forgive you!"    

Towards Han Xiaowen's current expression of shock, Su Ling did not care about it at all. Killing intent flashed in his eyes as he glared at Han Xiaowen and shouted.    

In fact, Han Xiaowen was after all, Cultivating Warrior who was at the peak of the eighth stage of Genuine Martial Stage. However, Su Ling was currently at the peak of the eighth level of Martial Essence Stage, Cultivating Warrior. In terms of cultivation, he was only one level lower than Han Xiaowen.    

Although Su Ling's current strength was indeed unable to make up for the difference in a single great realm, it had to be known that Su Ling was Cultivating Warrior who had walked down the road of Primordial Gods & Devils. His strength far surpassed Cultivating Warrior of the same realm, and he could even cross borders to battle. In addition, the cultivation technique Liu Tie cultivated was a part of the Invincible Art. Combined with the black cat in Su Ling's body, killing Han Xiaowen was definitely not a difficult task.    

Therefore, even though Han Xiaowen was strong, Su Ling did not put Han Xiaowen in his eyes for the time being!    

If Han Xiaowen continued to pester him, Su Ling didn't mind teaching Han Xiaowen a lesson to let him know the huge gap between Han Xiaowen and himself.    

Being coldly stared at by Su Ling, Han Xiaowen was suddenly stunned and felt at a loss.    

Su Ling, how could he be so strong?    

This was Han Xiaowen's biggest confusion.    

"The gap between you and me is far greater than you can imagine!"    

Su Ling snorted coldly and left immediately. At this time, Han Xiaowen didn't dare to stop Su Ling because his legs were trembling uncontrollably.