Martial Alchemy Sovereign

From the moment Su Ling stepped onto the Fighting Stage, in Lin Feng's heart, he had already announced Su Ling's death.    

    

Yes, from the beginning to the end, Lin Feng had never placed Su Ling in his eyes.    

    

He's just a piece of trash, and is only at the fourth level of Body Refinement Stage. This kind of trash was not worthy to be Lin Feng's opponent!    

    

"I gave you a chance to live, but you didn't. Hehe, but I'm very surprised, you actually managed to kill that trash, Fierce Demon. But Demon Ghost can only use Seventh Level of the Body Refinement Stage, he's much weaker than me! "    

    

Lin Feng's gaze turned cold. He stared at Su Ling and said, "Next up, death will be a dream for you because I will make you live a life worse than death."    

    

"You talk so much nonsense."    

    

Su Ling didn't care about Lin Feng's harsh words at all. He only smiled and said, "Hurry up and make your move. Don't waste everyone's time here."    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

Hearing this, Lin Feng immediately became angry. He originally wanted to let Su Ling live a little longer, but now with Su Ling's arrogant attitude, he was disgusted to the extreme.    

    

He wanted Su Ling dead! He had to make Su Ling wish he was dead! He had to let Su Ling suffer the most and then let Su Ling die a horrible death.    

    

At this moment, Lin Feng's hatred was overflowing. He glared at Su Ling, wanting to let Su Ling experience the most painful torture in the world.    

    

"Rushing Thunder Fist."    

    

In a split-second, Lin Feng arrived in front of Su Ling. His speed was extremely fast, and the air vibrated with an explosive sound.    

    

"Phew …"    

    

As the wind from his fist swept across the air, Lin Feng's heavy punch was like a thunderbolt as it flew towards Su Ling's chest.    

    

It was too fast!    

    

At that instant, Lin Feng's heavy punch was really too fast. It stunned everyone around them. They couldn't even catch the traces of Lin Feng's punch just by looking at it.    

    

"This punch is probably enough to kill Su Ling!"    

    

"No. Lin Feng had said it earlier, he wouldn't let Su Ling die just like that. It was because he wanted to properly torture Su Ling, make him suffer a fate worse than death, and let him experience the most painful torment in the world.    

    

The people under the Fighting Stage had long been stupefied by what they saw. Lin Feng was indeed an expert at the 9th Body Refinement Layer.    

    

The terrifying Mystical Qi surged out crazily from Lin Feng's Sea of Qi and wreaked havoc on the Fighting Stage. Wu Tie's clothes made a rustling sound as they faced Lin Feng's heavy fist that was about to fall down, and his expression did not change at all.    

    

In many people's eyes, Su Ling must have been scared by Lin Feng's punch. Otherwise, why wouldn't Su Ling dodge it?    

    

Could it be that Su Ling wanted to block Lin Feng's heavy punch?    

    

What a joke! It was simply hilarious! Su Ling was just a piece of trash. He was merely body refining fourth level. It was impossible for him to block the full strength punch of body refining ninth level.    

    

"This bastard, are you still not dodging? Was he really going to receive Lin Feng's heavy punch head on? Crazy! He was insane! "If he can take Lin Feng's punch, then I'll wring my head off and use it as his urinal."    

    

A young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks shouted in disdain.    

    

At this moment, Lin Feng's heavy punch rumbled as it smashed towards Su Ling.    

    

"He actually didn't dodge? "Haha, I'm afraid you don't even know that this punch of mine has reached the strength of nine Qilins. It is so ferocious that it is enough to pierce through your chest and cause you to die here."    

    

With a sneer, the Mystical Qi in Lin Feng's body started to move crazily. His heavy fist was like a thunderbolt as it instantly smashed into Su Ling's body.    

    

Almost at the same time, Su Ling, who had a calm expression, pulled out the Desolation Sword behind him the moment Lin Feng's heavy punch landed.    

    

BOOM!    

    

Lin Feng's heavy fist came crashing down. The surrounding lightning was pulled, releasing lightning and fire, while the Desolation Sword that was in Su Ling's hands took Lin Feng's heavy punch, but the sword did not move at all.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Lin Feng's right fist was very vicious, but it could not be compared to the Desolation Sword's. He used all of his strength with his heavy fist, so when it smashed onto the Desolation Sword's sword, he naturally had to endure the rebound of the Desolation Sword. It was equal to Lin Feng's Rushing Thunder Fist, which landed on his arm.    

    

His face was ferocious and his eyes were bloodshot. He stared at Su Ling and said fiercely, "I want you dead, I want you dead."    

    

Lin Feng never thought that the Desolation Sword in Su Ling's hand would actually be so tough. However, from what he remembered, Dan Wuchen bought the Desolation Sword for him. It was only now that he understood that the reason Dan Wuchen bought the Desolation Sword was because of Su Ling!    

    

In the beginning, Lin Feng did not want to believe it, but when he saw that the Desolation Sword was in Su Ling's hands, he believed it was true. Su Ling was not only Dan Wuchen's junior brother, but also certainly had a good relationship with Dan Wuchen.    

    

Considering this point, the hatred in Lin Feng's eyes intensified. If Su Ling was lucky enough to escape, then Su Ling might become an existence that he could not afford to offend in the future.    

    

The best way to kill an enemy was to kill them in their cradle.    

    

Immediately after, Lin Feng's palm fiercely shook, and Mystical Qi crazily rushed out. With a sinister look, he said in a deep voice: "You bastard, you cannot be left alive!"    

    

"Boom!"    

    

In a split-second, Lin Feng rushed forward with lightning speed. In a blink of an eye, he was already not far in front of Su Ling.    

    

"Die!"    

    

The terrifying Mystical Qi rushed out crazily and gathered on Lin Feng's fist. He stared at Su Ling and roared: "There are nine stages of the Rushing Thunder Fist, and I just used the first stage. Now this fist is the seventh stage, so what if you have Desolation Sword? This punch is enough to kill you! "    

    

"Looks like you still haven't realized the difference between you and me."    

    

Looking at Lin Feng who was crazily roaring, Su Ling could not help but shake his head. He felt that Lin Feng was very funny and his expression immediately turned cold. He said in a deep voice, "First palm of the Blood Refinement Art, Mirror Flower Moon!"    

    

The moment Su Ling finished his sentence, a thin layer of white fog appeared on the entire Fighting Stage. Soon after, several afterimages appeared on the Fighting Stage, which constantly overlapped each other, making one feel dazzled.    

    

However, at this moment, Lin Feng had already arrived in front of Su Ling after executing the seventh stage of the Rushing Thunder Fist. Lin Feng only felt his eyes become confused, but he still bit his tongue and said harshly, "You insignificant skill, break it!"    

    

With that said, the Mystical Qi in Lin Feng's body started to surge crazily. He smashed down with his fist and the surrounding space started to tremble as if it was being torn apart. Then, with a "bang" sound, Lin Feng was sent flying and his face paled.    

    

"Second move of Profound Heaven Sword Art, Solitary Shadow!"    

    

At the same moment Lin Feng was sent flying, a sword shadow overlapped with another sword shadow and appeared in Lin Feng's line of sight like an illusion.