Martial Alchemy Sovereign

"Is this the son's accomplishment? Hehe, it's ridiculous! Opening your mouth and closing your mouth is a little bastard."

The devil emperor controlled Su Ling's body. When he heard the abuse of the son of Heavenly Sword, his eyes suddenly became very gloomy. His eyes looked coldly at the son of Heavenly Sword and asked fiercely.

"Rats as weak as mole ants, but garbage. It's your honor for the son to scold you!"

The son of Heavenly Sword snorted coldly. In the whole process, he couldn't see Su Ling in his eyes. After all, for a warrior of his identity, it would be too much to regard Su Ling as an enemy.

Then, the son of Heavenly Sword looked at the ice girl and sternly asked, "what? Are you going to answer this question? What's the relationship between you and this waste?"

Many martial artists around are standing in the air now. They are staring at the son of Tianjian and the virgin of Buzhou mountain, because these two people are too extraordinary. Especially the saint of Buzhou mountain, this identity is really too special. In the whole lower level, the biggest force is Buzhou mountain.

Leng Binghan, as the saint of Buzhou mountain, has a special identity, which can be imagined.

Therefore, many martial artists are curious about what kind of gratitude and resentment there is between Leng Binghan and Shan Xingyu, which will make Leng Binghan hate Shan Xingyu so much, and even stop Shan Xingyu from seizing the unparalleled magic knife. You know, that magic knife is a real sage treasure. If Shan Xingyu can get this knife, his strength can soar several times.

At this moment, everyone stared at Leng Binghan and said in surprise: "she is the saint of Buzhou mountain! What does she want to do if she doesn't stay on Buzhou mountain and has to go down the mountain? Also, why does she save the young man? What is the relationship between the young man and her?"

"Hehe, the relationship between them is absolutely unusual! After all, the virgin of Buzhou mountain even doesn't hesitate to offend the son of Tianjian for the sake of that young man. Even if she stands behind the virgin of Buzhou mountain with the support of the power of Buzhou mountain, it's not her wanton capital! What's more, Tianjian religion is not easy to provoke."

"Yes! The intention of the Heavenly Sword saint is very obvious. He is definitely determined to win the magic knife. If the saint Zhoushan doesn't insist on blocking him, they will really fight."

Many martial artists could not help frowning. What happened suddenly in front of them was unexpected.

After all, the leader of Luodao city invited all the top martial arts talents from the lower level to Luodao mountain to try to draw a knife. Who knows that even the noble saint of Buzhou mountain was invited, which is unimaginable. However, this also proves from the side that how extraordinary this magic knife is, even the martial artists in Buzhou mountain can be shocked.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help taking a breath, and their eyes became more dignified.

For the onlookers around, Leng Binghan is in the eye. Her beautiful face is firmly covered by the veil, which makes people can't see her face clearly. They only know that it has been widely rumored outside that the saint of Zhoushan Leng Binghan has a peerless face, beautiful appearance and breathtaking. But they never saw it with their own eyes. This time I wanted to see, but it was cold and cold, but it covered a layer of gauze.

"Hum, a mob."

Leng Binghan couldn't help humming, and a few cold colors appeared at the bottom of her eyes. She stared at Tianjian Shengzi coldly and said indifferently, "what's the relationship between me and him, and what's it to you?"

"Leng Binghan, don't forget the agreement between Tianjian saint and Buzhou mountain!"

Tianjian Shengzi stared at Leng Binghan angrily. He was extremely angry and scolded.

"Agreement? Hehe, this is the agreement between them. What does it have to do with me?"

Leng Binghan said disdainfully.

"It doesn't matter. It will be clear after half a year. But now, you'd better get out of the way. I'm going to fix the magic knife!"

The son of Heavenly Sword stared at Leng Binghan and shouted angrily.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Leng Binghan was stunned. She subconsciously looked at the city master of Luodao city and said curiously, "didn't lord Luo have a word before? If anyone can pull out the knife, who will be allowed to take it away, can she count now?"

"The city master has made a promise and naturally counts. However, it was obvious to all that Tianjian Shengzi pulled out the knife, but I don't know what means the man used, so Tianjian Shengzi can't pull out the knife now."

Russell suddenly waved his sleeves. He looked very serious and his eyes were firm. He stared at lengbinghan very seriously and responded.

"So, Lord Luo doesn't want Su Ling to leave with this knife?"

Leng Binghan frowned. A few cold colors flashed in her beautiful eyes and asked.

"Whether to let the man take the sword or not depends on the son of Heavenly Sword and other sons present. The city master can't make any decision."

Russell shook his head and said seriously.

In fact, Russell is deliberately abandoning the relationship, because he knows that the two in front of him, whether the son of Tianjian or the virgin of buzhoushan, are not what he can provoke. In this case, he is unwilling to participate in the struggle between the two top forces.

After all, he is just the Lord of Luodao city! If the two top forces of Tianjian holy church and Buzhou mountain don't want him to continue to be the city master, he will leave the city master in less than tomorrow. In addition, his life is even difficult to protect himself.

Russell was not a fool. He reacted almost immediately to the relationship between them.

Therefore, Russell made up her mind. Since the son of Tianjian and the virgin of Buzhou mountain all want to get the magic knife, let them compete on their own! Anyway, since ancient times, the most powerful treasure has been inhabited by the strong. If the son of Heavenly Sword really has the means, it is not difficult to recapture the magic knife.

"Lord Luo is worthy of being Lord Luo. He is really a good wrist."

With a faint smile, her eyes were cold in her beautiful eyes. She frowned and stared at Russell.

"Thank you for your praise!"

Russell smiled.

At this time, the son of Heavenly Sword stepped forward directly, arched his hand at Russell and said gratefully, "thank you, Lord Luo, for distinguishing right from wrong! I obviously pulled out the magic knife first. I don't know what means the little bastard used to make me unable to pull out the magic knife again. It's hateful and deserved to die."

"What the son of Heavenly Sword said is very true! In that case, please ask the son of Heavenly Sword to suppress the man and take back the sage's treasure."

Russell smiled and said.

Similarly, Russell looked at Leng Binghan and said, "the saint of Buzhou mountain has a noble identity. If the saint really wants to help the man take the magic knife, it is to bear the anger of the son of Heavenly Sword. Russell will no longer participate in this matter, and Luodao city will no longer participate in it."

With these words, Russell's wings shook violently behind him, and the dark Qi burst out of his body, and the whole man flew directly into the air.

Leng Binghan knows very well that Russell is obviously an old fox and has made up his mind to be the shopkeeper. After all, Russell can't provoke these two forces, whether it's Buzhou mountain or Tianjian holy church. In this case, Russell chose the best way, that is not to participate.

After seeing Russell leave, the smile on Tianjian Shengzi's face was more prosperous. He was pushed back three or four meters by Leng Binghan just now. On the surface, Leng Binghan's strength was much stronger than him, but in fact, he didn't use all his strength just now, otherwise he would never be defeated by Leng Binghan.

"Damn it! I have to get the magic knife! Only in this way can I really win the first place of junior genius."

The son of Tianjian's eyes are gloomy and fierce. At the moment, his mood is very complex. His eyes looking at Su Ling are full of greed.

For that extremely sharp magic knife, the son of Heavenly Sword is determined to win it. Even if he suppresses Leng Binghan and kills Su Ling today, he must win the magic knife.

"Leng Binghan, I don't want to hurt you, but if you are stubborn, I have to suppress you first and then kill that damn bastard."

The son of Heavenly Sword said coldly.