Martial Alchemy Sovereign

"Boom..."

A loud noise.

The sword fell.

The terrible sword, like an invincible giant blade, cut flat along Ye Hong's back.

Ye Hong's heart trembled, and he stopped for a while. His hair was creepy. He subconsciously dodged next to him.

But even so, the sharp sword still cut Ye Hong's back and cut off a piece of Ye Hong's back clothes directly.

Blood flowed from the back of empress Ye Hong.

Ye Hong was in pain. The sword was too sharp and left a blood mark on his back. Fortunately, he escaped in time. The blood mark was not very deep, but he shed blood, but he didn't see the white bone.

He couldn't help taking a breath and trembling all over. If he hadn't avoided in time just now, I'm afraid he would have been cut in half by a sword.

"Damn it! Who is it!"

Ye Hong was very angry. His face was iron green. The pain in his back made his face a little ferocious. At the moment, his eyes stared at the figure coming slowly not far away and shouted, "damn little bastard, did you attack me behind your back just now?"

For this fierce cry, the figure did not respond.

The figure, with a slow pace, just came this way.

Ye Hong frowned. All the martial artists who came with Ye Hong were like great enemies, keeping a high vigilance and staring at the figure.

At the moment, the ground was covered with corpses and heads, and the blood gathered into a pool of blood. The figure came step by step, and the soles of its feet fell on the ground like stepping on the water.

Ye Hong stared at the figure coldly. His expression was dignified to the extreme, and his heart was tangled together.

Who is that figure?

Ye Hong has personally experienced the power of the sword just now. That sword is really extraordinary and sharp enough to pierce the rock mountain.

Zhao Yiming was stunned.

At the moment, he also looked at the figure. He didn't know who saved him.

A moment later, as the figure approached, Zhao Yiming finally saw who the figure was.

He burst into exclamation.

"Su Ling, you hurry!"

Zhao Yiming shouted.

The figure stopped. He was completely unmoved by Zhao Yiming's cry just now.

not bad

That figure is undoubtedly Su Ling.

He has been galloping forward since he entered the canyon, and now he finally comes to the depths of the canyon.

Su Ling lowered her head and looked at the corpses with broken heads on the ground, as well as the heads that were still "gululu" bleeding. Her heart was cold.

When the heart is cold, it is replaced by anger.

Yes, Su Ling is a little angry. No, I should say very angry.

Even before, Su Ling had never been so angry when she witnessed shangguanlan killing Zhao Yilei and others.

Because at least Zhao Yilei and others didn't die so miserable.

In front of these people, those new students from Jianwang Pavilion, they joined Jianwang pavilion to sharpen themselves and enhance their strength at the beginning.

But now, because of unnecessary sectarian disputes, they died miserably.

More than a hundred people, almost all the new recruits of the sword King Pavilion in the past year, are now slaughtered, and the remaining martial artists are trembling and scared to the extreme. Even the pants, even a little wet, should be frightened by the immediate death.

When ye Hong heard the name Zhao Yiming shouted, he was stunned. Immediately, a few smiles appeared on his face and followed him with laughter.

"Ha ha, Su Ling! It's Su Ling! Damn little bastard, you really have a way to heaven. If you don't go, there's no door to hell. You have to die this time."

Ye Hong laughed wildly.

This time, they have more than 20 martial arts practitioners, and their accomplishments have reached the true martial arts realm. Ye Hong is confident that it will not be difficult for them to join hands to kill Su Ling.

Therefore, at this moment, in Ye Hong's view, Su Ling is already a dead man.

Ye Hong smiled recklessly. All the martial artists who followed Ye Hong were holding blood stained long knives. Seeing that ye Hong smiled so arrogantly and overbearing, those martial artists also laughed.

They all come from Fengbo village. After entering 100000 mountains, they have a task. They must try their best to kill Su Ling in 100000 mountains.

Originally, they searched in the 100000 mountains for a long time and never found Su Ling. Even before, everyone was talking about that Su Ling had died in 100000 mountains. For a time, they were still a little sad. Now, seeing Su Ling standing in front of them with their own eyes, they are very excited in their hearts.

Finally!

They finally have a chance to kill Su Ling and avenge the young villa leader. After killing Su Ling, cut off Su Ling's head to exchange for Tianjie treasure.

Heavenly treasure! At the thought of holding Su Ling's head in exchange for a Tianjie treasure, they were ready to move in their hearts, and their faces were even more excited.

Su Ling is completely indifferent to the excitement of the people around him. His face is a little white, but this white is pale because Su Ling is really too angry in her heart.

"Kill Su Ling and cut off his head!"

Ye Hong's eyes suddenly sank. Seeing Su Ling motionless, he must be frightened by their lineup and shouted.

"Good!"

Those martial artists who follow Ye Hong are all excited. Taking Su Ling's head is equivalent to getting a heaven level treasure.

How precious this is!

In an instant, the more than 20 people in Zhenwu territory all picked up their long knives and killed Su Ling.

Su Ling looked a little cold and pale. Facing the more than 20 martial artists who rushed to him, his face didn't move at all.

When the more than twenty true martial arts practitioners killed him, his right hand just moved a little.

Then

Just listen to the "Qiang" sound, a crisp sword sound sounded.

With the sound of the sword, a sharp blade burst out in an instant.

"Xiao Hei, kill them all."

Su Ling said faintly.

"Yes."

The black cat sensed that there were many bodies in the canyon, and could also perceive Su Ling's anger, which was almost on the verge of outbreak.

At the next moment, the more than 20 true martial arts fighters rushed to Su Ling. They raised their sharp long knives and cut them down at Su Ling.

However, at this moment, they only heard the sound of "Zila", and a figure as fast as lightning flashed in their sight.

Then there was a slight pain in their throats.

They subconsciously lowered their heads and looked at their throats. Only then could they clearly see that there were five blood marks of different depths in their throats.

Yes, the bloodstain was obviously left by the claw.

After all, the black cat is the quintuple of tianwu territory. It may take some effort to fight with the warriors of tianwu territory. However, it is easy for it to kill a group of people in Zhenwu territory.

Just as at this moment, it uses sharp cat claws. In a moment, it leaves several blood marks on the necks of more than 20 people in Zhenwu territory.

"Click!"

Looking at the five blood stains with different depths on the neck, the more than 20 people in Zhenwu territory were confused, and then they were very afraid.

But then, the sound of bone fracture made them collapse.

Their heads were slowly tilted and slowly broken from their necks until they fell to the ground.

Looking at the dead more than 20 Zhenwu martial artists, Su Ling had no emotion on her face and could not see whether it was joy or sorrow.

As for Ye Hong, he was full of fear.

Su Ling looks at Ye Hong. Ye Hong seems to be watched by the devil. His legs are paralyzed and he almost kneels down directly to the ground.

Immediately, Su Ling took her eyes away from Ye Hong, looked at Zhao Yiming, and said faintly, "I will cut off Ye Hong's tendons. Now the martial brothers are dead, and their revenge is up to you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sword flash flashed. Ye Hong, whose legs were paralyzed, couldn't avoid it. He had to let Su Ling's sword cut his hamstring.

"Ah!!"

The hamstring was cut off and the pain was severe, which made Ye Hong send out a crazy roar.

However, it's not over yet, it's just the beginning.

Su Ling cut off Ye Hong's tendon with another sword.

At this moment, Ye Hong roared and roared like crazy, but Su Ling was indifferent and his eyes were extremely cold.

"Take revenge on the martial brothers! Don't let him die too soon."

Su Ling stared at Zhao Yiming for a long time. Her tone was neither hot nor cold, but she was extremely angry and said.

Zhao Yiming was stunned. It was only a few breaths since Su Ling appeared, but the whole war situation was directly reversed.

More than 20 people in Zhenwu territory were all killed in a flash.

Zhao Yiming didn't even see how the more than 20 people in Zhenwu were killed.

Terror! It's horrible! Zhao Yiming looks at Su Ling like a devil. At the moment, he even has some fear of Su Ling in his heart.

Su Ling smiled at Zhao Yiming, then turned around and said faintly, "after revenge, follow me to leave the Canyon! Wu Qicai is outside the canyon. As for your brother, he has died. He died bravely without any retreat or regret."