Martial Alchemy Sovereign

After having his tendons severed by Su Ling, he was like a cripple that had been tortured to death by Zhao Yiming.    

Zhao Yiming tortured Ye Hong, but he didn't feel any remorse.    

If Ye Hong was not too savage, would these hundred over Sword King Pavilion students die?    

No!    

Ye Hong involved innocent people. Killing those innocent people was an unforgivable sin.    

Ye Hong was tortured to death by Zhao Yiming. After Ye Hong died, the only five Cultivating Warrior left held sharp blades and cut Ye Hong into a thousand pieces to vent their anger.    

Yes, if it wasn't personally experienced, perhaps these Cultivating Warrior would still be living in an innocent dream.    

The world of martial dao had always been cruel, and they'd almost forgotten about this.    

Ye Hong was killed, Zhao Yiming's right arm was cut off, and his face was deathly pale. Too much blood had caused him to become extremely weak.    

However, there were still a few traces of a smile on his face.    

No matter what, he had avenged the deaths of his seniors.    

The smile on Zhao Yiming's face was very bright. Although he heard the sad news of Zhao Yilei being killed, but Zhao Yilei was very brave when he died, isn't that worth being happy about?    

Furthermore, the fact that Su Ling could appear here meant that Su Ling must have avenged Zhao Yilei's death.    

Zhao Yiming had no regrets. He stared at Su Ling's figure for a long time and asked, "How is Shangguan Lan?"    

"Dead."    

Su Ling lightly said, "I've helped him take revenge for your brother."    

"Yes."    

Zhao Yiming nodded.    

In fact, Zhao Yiming and Su Ling did not know each other.    

It was because Su Ling was too outstanding.    

When Su Ling entered the Sword King Pavilion, he directly participated in the elder's pavilion's test, and successfully became a disciple of Pavilion Master. In the eyes of the other Sword King Pavilion disciples, this was simply the supreme glory. After all, the Sword King Pavilion, Pavilion Master and Luo Wushuang's strength were outstanding amongst the top within the entire Lanqing Empire.    

To be able to become Luo Wushuang's disciple, this meant that, in the near future, Su Ling would definitely become an important person who was shocked by Lanqing Empire.    

Unlike Zhao Yiming, he was just a lowly nobody. Of course, he was destined to be a nobody. Because he and his brother Zhao Yilei were born in the Zhao Family, but they were born in a concubine and could not inherit anything from the Zhao Family. The two of them were able to cultivate in Sword King Pavilion because of their outstanding Martial Arts Talents s.    

Whether it was Zhao Yilei or Zhao Yiming, both of them were extremely talented students in Sword King Pavilion.    

What happened afterwards also proved the talent of the both of them.    

This was because their cultivation speed was indeed extremely fast.    

In these twenty odd days of training through consuming Precious Medicine and battling Demonic Beast, their realm cultivation had risen to Genuine Martial Stage.    

It could be said that when they returned to the Sword King Pavilion, they could even enter the Sword King Pavilion Inner Sect and become its Inner Sect disciples, and enjoy even more cultivation resources.    

Unfortunately, Zhao Yilei had died, killed by Shangguan Lan.    

And now, Zhao Yiming's right arm had been cut off. With too much blood flow, he didn't know if he would be able to survive.    

Thinking back to what happened in the past, the smile on Zhao Yiming's face became even wider. He did not regret participating in this battle, nor did he regret participating in the Freshman Trial s. If he was strong enough, would anyone be able to harm him?    

"Su Ling, take them with you!" I... It should be hard to survive. "    

Zhao Yiming had a determined look in his eyes as he stared at Su Ling's back. His tone was filled with helplessness and regret.    

Su Ling turned around and looked at Zhao Yiming. "As long as you are still alive, I will not give up on you."    

With that, Su Ling walked up to Zhao Yiming and tore his shirt, helping Zhao Yiming to tighten his right shoulder to prevent more blood from flowing out.    

Afterwards, Su Ling put Zhao Yiming on his shoulder, and shouted at the other five new students with Sword King Pavilion: "Let's go! Let's all leave together, and leave here alive. "    

"En!"    

The five Cultivating Warrior nodded heavily. Their eyes were red and swollen. They would probably never forget what just happened.    

Similarly, they would not forget who had saved them.    

The young man walking in front of them was called Su Ling, a monstrous genius who had once been called Sword King Pavilion, and had created many unimaginable miracles.    

Even just now, it seemed like a miracle!    

Su Ling had actually killed more than twenty Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage on his own. He had even crushed Ye Hong and cut off the tendons in Ye Hong's hands and feet, causing him to suffer an excruciating death.    

If it was before, they wouldn't dare to think about such things. In that situation, they were completely dead!    

Fortunately, they survived.    

All of this was thanks to Su Ling.    

Su Ling did not know what the five Cultivating Warrior were thinking at all. He did not consider repayment when saving others, so he did not care whether the five Cultivating Warrior would repay him or not.    

"..."    

Su Ling carried Zhao Yiming on his back as he left the canyon with the five people of Cultivating Warrior.    

When they walked out of the canyon, Wang Huan and Wu Qicai, who were waiting outside, quickly went up to greet them.    

Wu Qicai's injuries were much better now. Seeing Zhao Yiming on Su Ling's back, he quickly took Zhao Yiming's hand and knelt down to kowtow to Zhao Yiming a few times.    

"Sorry, Yi Ming, your brother, he, is dead!"    

Wu Qicai felt very guilty. His eyes were red and swollen, as he spoke to Zhao Yiming.    

"Brother Wu, I don't blame you. My brother volunteered."    

Tears flashed in Zhao Yiming's eyes. He stared at Wu Qicai seriously and said.    

Wu Qicai kowtowed to Zhao Yiming a few more times. Zhao Yilei was killed, so Wu Qicai had to blame himself. When that happened and Cultivating Warrior was killed while he was away, Wu Qicai had to bear some of the responsibility.    

"Brother Wu, you're also injured. Hurry and get up!"    

Seeing that Wu Qicai was still kowtowing, Zhao Yiming could not help but feel pain in his heart and hurriedly said.    

Seeing Wu Qicai keep kowtowing, Cultivating Warrior could only rush forward and pull Wu Qicai up from the ground, comforting him, "Brother Wu, this is not your fault. If it wasn't for you, our army would have been annihilated and everyone would have been killed."    

Wu Qicai was extremely regretful in his heart, but under that kind of situation, he had no other choice. Bringing someone to lure Shangguan Lan away was the last option!    

Seeing Wu Qicai and the others crying, Su Ling stood aside without saying anything but remained silent.    

After a moment, when Wu Qicai, Zhao Yiming and the rest stopped crying, Su Ling finally opened his mouth and said: "What has happened, the dead have already died, and the living still need to live. This kind of ending cannot be changed. Let's go! Continue with the Freshman Trial. "    

With that, Su Ling walked forward. He was very determined, but when he saw those people being killed, he felt extremely pained in his heart.    

Wu Qicai and the others stared at Su Ling's figure, then they looked at each other and said, "He is our savior, without him, it would be impossible for us to live. Let's go! Continue carrying out the Freshman Trial, and try to obtain good results in the trial. "