Martial Alchemy Sovereign

A loud sound echoed out.    

The sword beam descended.    

The terrifying sword ray was like an all-conquering giant blade as it slashed horizontally across Ye Hong's back.    

Ye Hong's heart trembled. Immediately, his hair stood on end as he subconsciously dodged to the side.    

Even so, that sharp sword light still sliced Ye Hong's back, cutting off a piece of his clothes.    

Fresh blood flowed down from Ye Hong's back.    

Ye Hong was in pain. The sword ray was too sharp, leaving a bloody wound on his back. Fortunately, he was able to dodge in time. The bloody wound wasn't too deep, and only caused him to bleed. However, he didn't see any bones.    

He could not help but suck in a breath of cold air as he felt his entire body tremble. If he had not dodged just now in time, he really would have been cut into two halves.    

"Damn it!" Just who is it!? "    

His face was ashen, and the pain on his back made his face turn hideous. At this moment, he stared fiercely at the figure that was slowly approaching and shouted, "Damn you little bastard, were you the one that sneaked an attack on me from behind?"    

The figure did not respond to the stern shout.    

That figure was moving slowly towards them.    

Ye Hong frowned. Cultivating Warrior, who came with Ye Hong, also looked as if they were facing a great enemy. They kept a high vigilance as they stared at the figure.    

At this moment, the ground was littered with corpses and heads. Blood had congealed into a pool of blood, and the figure walked over step by step. When his feet landed on the ground, it was as if he was stepping on water.    

Ye Hong stared coldly at the figure. His expression was extremely serious and his heart was tangled.    

Just who was that figure?    

Ye Hong had personally experienced the power of that sword attack. That sword was indeed extraordinary. Its sharpness was enough to pierce through a mountain.    

Zhao Yiming was stunned.    

At this moment, he similarly cast his gaze onto the figure. He didn't know who had saved him.    

After a moment, as the figure continued to approach, Zhao Yiming finally saw clearly who it was.    

He immediately cried out in alarm.    

"Su Ling, hurry up and leave!"    

Zhao Yiming shouted.    

That figure stopped. He was completely unmoved by Zhao Yiming's shout just now.    

That's right!    

That figure was Su Ling without a doubt.    

Ever since he entered the valley, he had been charging forward at top speed. Now, he had finally arrived at the deepest part of the valley.    

Su Ling lowered his head and looked at the dead bodies on the ground and the heads that were still bleeding. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart.    

His heart turned cold, and replacing it was anger.    

Yes, Su Ling was a little angry. No, it should be said that he was extremely angry.    

Even before, when Shangguan Lan had killed Zhao Yilei and the rest, Su Ling had never been so furious.    

At the very least, Zhao Yilei and his men did not die in such a miserable manner.    

And these people in front of them, the freshmen who came from Sword King Pavilion, had joined their Sword King Pavilion from the very beginning just to train themselves and increase their strength.    

But now, because of the meaningless struggle between sects, they had all died a horrible death.    

There were more than a hundred people here, and practically all of the new students that had been recruited in the past year of Sword King Pavilion had been slaughtered. The remaining few, Cultivating Warrior, were also trembling from head to toe from extreme fear. Even his pants were slightly wet. He must have been deeply frightened by the sight of death before him.    

When Ye Hong heard Zhao Yiming call out that name, he was momentarily stunned. Then, a few traces of a smile appeared on his face as he followed up with a hearty laugh.    

"Haha, Su Ling!" It was Su Ling! Damn you little bastard, you really did not walk down the path of heaven, you barged into hell without a door. This time, you must die. "    

Ye Hong laughed crazily.    

This time, there were more than twenty Cultivating Warrior's and their cultivation realms had all reached Genuine Martial Stage. Ye Hong was confident that it would not be difficult for them to kill Su Ling together.    

Therefore, in Ye Hong's eyes, Su Ling was already a dead man.    

Ye Hong laughed brazenly. Cultivating Warrior, who was beside Ye Hong, all had long blood-stained blades in their hands. Seeing Ye Hong laughing so arrogantly, Cultivating Warrior also laughed.    

They all came from Fengbo Manor, so after entering the Hundred Thousand Mountain，, they had a mission. They must think of a way to kill Su Ling within the Hundred Thousand Mountain，.    

Originally, they had searched through the Hundred Thousand Mountain， for a long time, but they hadn't found any trace of Su Ling. It could even be said that everyone had been discussing that Su Ling had died in Hundred Thousand Mountain，. For a time, they were still sad. Now that they saw Su Ling standing before them with their own eyes, they were extremely excited.    

Finally!    

They finally had the chance to kill Su Ling and avenge Young Manor Lord. After he killed Su Ling, he would cut off Su Ling's head to exchange for Sky-Rank Treasure Weapon.    

Sky-Rank Treasure Weapon! Once they thought about how Su Ling's head could be exchanged for a set of Sky-Rank Treasure Weapon, their hearts began to stir with excitement, and their faces became even more excited.    

Su Ling was completely indifferent to the excitement of the surrounding people. His face was a bit pale, but this white color was because Su Ling was really too angry from the bottom of his heart.    

"Kill Su Ling, cut off his head!"    

Ye Hong's gaze immediately darkened. Seeing Su Ling not moving, he must have been shocked by their battle formation and shouted.    

"Alright!"    

Cultivating Warrior who came with Ye Hong all became excited. Taking down Su Ling's head was equivalent to obtaining a set of Sky-Rank Treasure Weapon.    

How precious was this!    

In a split-second, the more than 20 Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage, all of them raised the long sabers in their hands and rushed towards Su Ling.    

Su Ling's expression was cold and indifferent, and his face was pale. Facing the more than 20 Cultivating Warrior charging towards him, he didn't have the slightest bit of emotion on his face.    

When the more than twenty Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage charged in front of him, his right hand only slightly moved.    

Then...    

"Clang!" A crisp sound of a sword ringing could be heard.    

As the sword's cry rang out, an incomparably sharp sword beam instantly burst forth.    

"Blackie, kill them all."    

Su Ling said lightly.    

"Yes."    

The black cat sensed that there were a lot of corpses in the canyon and could also sense Su Ling's anger. This anger was on the verge of exploding.    

In the next moment, the more than twenty Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage's men rushed in front of Su Ling. They raised their sharp long blades and hacked down towards Su Ling.    

However, at this moment, with a "Zi la" sound, a figure as fast as lightning instantly flashed past their line of sight.    

Following that, traces of pain could be seen in their throats.    

They subconsciously lowered their heads to look at their throats, and it was only then that they could clearly see that there were five streaks of blood of different depths.    

Yes, those bloodstains were obviously left behind by those claws.    

After all, the black cat was at the fifth level of Heavenly Martial Stage. However, to it, killing a group of Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage was as easy as flipping its hand.    

Just like at that moment, it used its sharp claws and instantly left several streaks of blood on the necks of over twenty Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage.    

"Crack!"    

Gazing at the five different-colored blood stains on his neck, the twenty or so Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage were somewhat at a loss. Then, they became extremely terrified.    

But right after, the sound of bones breaking sounded, causing them to crumble.    

Their heads slowly tilted to the side as they slowly broke their necks. * Bang! * * Bang! * Their heads fell to the ground.    

Looking at the dead bodies of more than twenty Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage, there was no emotion on Su Ling's face. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad.    

As for Ye Hong, his entire being trembled with fear.    

Su Ling looked at Ye Hong. Ye Hong felt like he was being stared at by a devil. His legs went limp and he almost kneeled on the ground.    

Then, Su Ling looked away from Ye Hong and looked at Zhao Yiming. He said lightly, "I will cut off Ye Hong's tendons in his arms and legs. Now that my fellow brothers are dead, I will let you take revenge for them!"    

As soon as he said that, a sword light flashed. Ye Hong, who was already paralyzed, could not dodge at all. All he could do was let the sword light from Su Ling cut the tendons in his feet.    

"Ah!    

The tendons on Ye Hong's legs were cut off and he was in extreme pain. It made him let out an insane, angry roar.    

However, this was not the end. This was only the beginning.    

Su Ling once again swung his sword and cut off Ye Hong's hand tendons.    

At this moment, Ye Hong seemed to have gone crazy. He roared and roared, but Su Ling remained indifferent, his eyes cold to the extreme.    

"You will take revenge for your fellow brothers!" Don't let him die too quickly. "    

Su Ling stared at Zhao Yiming for a long time. His tone was neither cold nor hot, but it was filled with anger as he said this.    

Zhao Yiming was shocked. It had only been a few seconds since Su Ling appeared, yet the whole situation had been reversed.    

More than twenty of Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage's men were killed in an instant.    

Zhao Yiming couldn't even see clearly how Cultivating Warrior of Genuine Martial Stage was killed.    

Terrifying! Too terrifying! Zhao Yiming looked at Su Ling as if he was looking at a demon. At this moment, in his heart, he was afraid of Su Ling.    

Su Ling smiled at Zhao Yiming, then turned around and said indifferently: "After getting your revenge, follow me out of this canyon! Wu Qicai is outside the canyon, and as for your brother, he's dead. He died very bravely, without any signs of retreat or regret. "