Martial Alchemy Sovereign

This was the outer sect. The strongest, Cultivating Warrior only had Martial Essence Stage s, and Ye Qing was one of them. Seeing the battle between Ye Qing and Su Ling with their own eyes, everyone was even more shocked.    

    

"Too strong." Is this the elegance of Martial Essence Stage? Then how powerful must his Genuine Martial Stage be! "    

    

"Yes!" I really wonder, when will I be able to reach this level? For Su Ling to challenge Ye Qing with a cultivation level of six, it is simply courting death. "    

    

"That's right. You must know that Ye Qing still hasn't used his weapon."    

    

Everyone was amazed. Ye Qing's punch contained boundless power. At this moment, they were extremely excited, hoping to see Su Ling be defeated with their own eyes.    

    

"Get lost!"    

    

However, just as everyone was astonished by Ye Qingqiang, a berserk roar suddenly rang out. Following which, a figure was seen flying backward like a kite with its string cut, blood spurting from its mouth.    

    

At that moment, everyone saw the man fly out.    

    

At first, they thought that Su Ling had been defeated, but when they clearly saw the appearance of that person, they were all incomparably shocked. They froze on the spot and did not know what to say.    

    

"Lost!" Ye Qing actually lost to Su Ling. "    

    

Some people widened their eyes with a look of disbelief on their faces as they exclaimed.    

    

The others were equally astonished. No one believed that Ye Qing would actually be defeated by Su Ling. If it wasn't for him personally witnessing all of this, who would have believed it?    

    

Liu Tie was still as domineering as ever, and his expression was incomparably arrogant. He stared coldly at Ye Qing who was sent flying by his fist and said indifferently, "Go call Du Xiang out."    

    

"You!"    

    

Ye Qing's gaze was dark and filled with anger. His mouth was full of blood. Right now, he could only stare coldly at Su Ling but didn't dare to make any other movements.    

    

Although Ye Qing did not use a weapon for that punch, that was his limit. However, Wu Tie actually shattered it with a single punch without making any unnecessary movements.    

    

At this moment, Ye Qing had realized the gap between him and Su Ling. But even so, he still believed that Su Ling was not qualified to fight against his master.    

    

His master was a dignified Heavenly Martial Stage expert, with abilities that could be called supreme. What abilities did Su Ling have to be able to fight with his master?    

    

Fighting with the weak was a humiliation to the strong!    

    

"Su Ling, I advise you to leave quickly. This way, you can live for one more day."    

    

Ye Qing said angrily.    

    

"Hmph. You still dare to speak such arrogant words? Since your master is unwilling to come out, I will cripple you. I want to see if Lanyang King can endure Lanyang King's anger!"    

    

Su Ling snorted and said indifferently.    

    

After which, he stepped forth and kicked Ye Qing in the abdomen, causing Ye Qing to cough up blood. At this moment, Ye Qing's face was deathly pale and his eyes were bloodshot. He really did not expect Su Ling to be so arrogant, directly ignoring the fact that he was Lanyang King's foster son and ruthlessly killed him.    

    

That kick just now had almost destroyed his Sea of Qi!    

    

He wanted to curse Su Ling, but at this moment, Su Ling could no longer be bothered with Ye Qing. Without waiting for Ye Qing to speak, Su Ling kicked Ye Qing in the ribs, and with a "Kacha" sound, a bone cracking sound could be heard. Ye Qing let out a painful scream and roared: "Damn you bastard, my foster father will not let you go."    

    

"Are you threatening me?"    

    

Su Ling sneered as he stared coldly at Ye Qing. He stretched out his hand and locked onto Ye Qing's neck as he questioned him.    

    

As a man with two lifetimes' worth of experience, Su Ling was very calm. He was least afraid of being threatened by others. If Ye Qing dared to threaten him, then he didn't mind killing Ye Qing.    

    

Ye Qing, who was being held by the neck by Su Ling, breathed heavily. He could not move easily and could only squeak. No one knew what he was talking about.    

    

"Old man Du Xiang, if you don't come out soon, I will really kill your good disciple."    

    

He had Ye Qing with his right hand. If Ye Qing still dared to spout such arrogant words, he wouldn't mind offending Lanyang King and making Ye Qing pay an even more painful price.    

    

After a moment, no one answered from the outer court. Su Ling could not help but squint his eyes, raised his hand and gave Ye Qing a hard slap on the face.    

    

After a "pa" sound, a tooth mixed with blood flew out from Ye Qing's mouth. Ye Qing's face instantly turned red and swollen.    

    

"If I say you're not coming out, then I'll give him a slap." Elder Du Xiang, did you submit? Are you afraid to accept the challenge? "    

    

Su Ling shouted.    

    

"Heh, you're still not coming out, are you? "In that case, your precious disciple will be completely disfigured by me."    

    

Seeing that there was still no response from the outer sect disciples, Su Ling could not help but sneer. He raised his hand and sent another slap towards the swollen face of Du Xiang.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

Just as Su Ling's right hand was about to land on Ye Qing's face, a figure appeared in everyone's line of sight at lightning speed.    

    

Su Ling squinted his eyes and stared at that figure. He couldn't help but laugh, "I thought you were scared and didn't dare to come out!"    

    

"Scared? "Hehe, since you want to court death so badly, you can't blame others."    

    

Du Xiang's hair turned white. After experiencing the pain of losing his son, he was even more heartbroken. He was aged more than ten years overnight and his heart was trembling uncontrollably.    

    

Thinking about killing Su Ling with his own hands to avenge his son, Du Xiang's body couldn't help but tremble. He stared at Su Ling and shouted, "Let's go! The battle of Sword Pagoda! "    

    

Saying that, Du Xiang walked towards Sword Pagoda, and Su Ling, watching Du Xiang's figure, could not help but smile, he released Ye Qing whose head had been beaten into a pig head, and followed Du Xiang towards Sword Pagoda.    

    

Not long after Du Xiang and Su Ling left the outer sect, the entire outer sect burst into an uproar. News of Su Ling defeating Ye Qing spread randomly. At the same time, news of the life-and-death duel between Du Xiang and Su Ling spread like wildfire.    

    

"..."    

    

Within the Imperial City.    

    

Emperor Lee sat on top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony and looked at the First Prince and Ninth Prince kneeling before him. He felt a headache coming on. The First Prince's Martial Arts Talents was extremely strong and had long since stepped into the Heavenly Martial Stage. As for Ninth Prince, his talent was inferior to the First Prince's. However, he was kind and compassionate, only having true First Level of the Martial Stage.    

    

Emperor Lee was helpless at times. If the First Prince could be as sincere and benevolent as Ninth Prince, and if Ninth Prince could be as talented as the First Prince, then he would have a lot on his mind.    

    

After all, this Lanqing Empire, had existed for hundreds of years. The surrounding major forces were all eyeing him covetously. The Lanqing Empire was merely an empire, so the number of experts they had could be counted on one hand. In the end, the strength of a country still depended on the youth. If the young were strong enough, then within a few decades, this country would also become strong.    

    

Looking at First Prince Li Yan and Ninth Prince and Lee Han, Emperor Lee couldn't help but smile and say, "One of you feels that you two should kill Su Ling and the other feels that you should win over Su Ling. This makes it difficult for your father. Tell me your reasons! "