Martial Alchemy Sovereign

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Several sounds rang out. Su Ling had punched out countless times, dazzling the onlookers. Han Xiaowen's expression was extremely serious. He was frantically defending against the fist imprint from Su Ling, but what he didn't expect was that Su Ling's fist imprint was too heavy and too overbearing. He took the palm imprint from Su Ling and his entire hand bone cracked with a "ka ka" sound.    

    

However, Han Xiaowen did not dare to hesitate. Wu Tie's messy fist was thrown down and he crazily blocked. Only when both of his fists exploded did he let out a miserable cry.    

    

At this moment, the entire second floor of Sword Pagoda was completely silent!    

    

Han Xiaowen was ranked first in the inner sect, Cultivating Warrior. His cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Genuine Martial Stage and his skills were incomparably powerful.    

    

Especially since Han Xiaowen's Body Strength had once defeated Cultivating Warrior of the same level.    

    

Therefore, at the beginning, no one could have predicted that Han Xiaowen would scream, and that it was because he was beaten up by Wu Tie.    

    

"You are not as good as me in terms of sword arts, but you are still not as good as me in terms of Body Strength! What do you mean by being in the same realm as me? "    

    

Su Ling's face was ashen as his heavy fist descended like a madman. Han Xiaowen was unable to defend himself and was knocked to the ground by Su Ling. At this moment, Wu Tie's ferocious fist landed on Han Xiaowen's body.    

    

"Boom boom boom", an explosive sound rang out. Han Xiaowen's sternum was fractured, but Wu Tie's fists rained down on his body like rain, causing him to cough out blood and his face to be devoid of blood.    

    

This scene was witnessed by everyone and they were all dumbfounded.    

    

Su Ling's methods were truly ruthless. They were simply detestable. They actually hit Han Xiaowen until his breastbone would collapse and blood would come out of his mouth. He was simply disregarding human life.    

    

Everyone looked at Su Ling and sighed. This guy was too ruthless, Han Xiaowen only broke the rules and got beaten to the point where his bones broke and his breastbone crumbled. This would probably require a lot of Precious Medicine s to cure him!    

    

Han Xiaowen spat out blood. He was unable to unleash his strongest power, so he could only passively take a beating. Su Ling's fierce fists left him powerless to defend.    

    

"You just said, break my arms, then you can let me leave alive! Now, I'll give it to you. You break your own arms, and I'll let you leave this place alive. "    

    

After a moment, Su Ling stopped clenching his fist and glared at Han Xiaowen who was lying on the ground like a piece of trash with eyes as cold as ice.    

    

His resentful and malicious gaze continued to stare at Su Ling as he said fiercely: "If you have the guts, then kill me. Otherwise, when you leave the Sword Pagoda, I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces."    

    

Han Xiaowen was at the peak of the eighth stage of the Genuine Martial Stage. If it wasn't for him being in the midst of the Sword Pagoda and his strength being suppressed, it was simply impossible for him to be hit by anyone, much less lose to Su Ling, and get beaten to a bloody pulp by Wu Tie.    

    

Everyone present knew clearly in their hearts that if Han Xiaowen did not die from Sword Pagoda, then he would definitely find Su Ling for revenge after he left the Sword Pagoda.    

    

At that time, who could stop Han Xiaowen from killing Su Ling? After all, Su Ling was only at the sixth level of Martial Essence Stage, there was a huge difference between him and Han Xiaowen. Right now, Han Xiaowen had lost to Su Ling because Han Xiaowen's true cultivation was suppressed by the Sword Pagoda. But in the outside world, this kind of suppression did not exist.    

    

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"    

    

Su Ling asked with half-closed eyes and a few sneers.    

    

"Haha, I'm the inner court's number one, and I'm even an elder disciple. Do you really dare to kill me?"    

    

Han Xiaowen snorted and said indifferently.    

    

"Why would I not dare!"    

    

Su Ling's gaze darkened as he made his move. A wave of saber Qi condensed in the center of his palm. It was tyrannical and it hacked towards Han Xiaowen.    

    

Han Xiaowen's heart trembled. He could not believe that Su Ling actually dared to attack him. Furthermore, the moment he did so, it was a killing move. It was obvious that Su Ling wanted him dead.    

    

He looked at the saber Qi and felt despair.    

    

However, in that crucial moment, a person suddenly appeared and helped Han Xiaowen resist the wave of blade energy.    

    

In the spectator stands, the spectators stared at the figure as their expressions all changed. This was because they had never expected that this figure would actually appear.    

    

"Didn't Zhang Tianwen always train outside? Why did he come back!? Furthermore, why would he save Han Xiaowen? "    

    

Without a doubt, this question was what many people were thinking. Zhang Tianwen appeared out of thin air and saved Han Xiaowen as soon as he appeared, which made people feel strange.    

    

Su Ling frowned deeply as he stared at Zhang Tianwen and asked curiously, "You want to save him?"    

    

Facing Su Ling's questioning, Zhang Tianwen did not even look at Su Ling. His disdainful gaze flashed past Su Ling, then he stared coldly at Han Xiaowen and said, "The face of the inner sect disciples was thrown away by you just now."    

    

Han Xiaowen lowered his head in shame. The person scolding him at that moment was Zhang Tianwen. He lost to Zhang Tianwen before, and from then on, he was destined to not be able to lift his head in front of Zhang Tianwen.    

    

Now, even if Zhang Tianwen scolded him for losing the face of the inner court disciples, he wouldn't dare to refute him! Because, this was indeed the truth. His defeat today had brought shame to the inner court.    

    

After all, he was the number one disciple in the inner sect and his cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Genuine Martial Stage. His abilities were incomparably powerful, but now that he had suppressed them, he was actually unable to even defeat Su Ling. Without a doubt, this also meant that the inner court disciples were only mediocre.    

    

He, Han Xiaowen, as the number one disciple in the inner sect, is only in this state, how about others?    

    

"Yes, I'm sorry …"    

    

Han Xiaowen was extremely embarrassed. In the end, he apologized and said while lowering his head to Zhang Tianwen.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Zhang Tianwen snorted. He no longer looked at Han Xiaowen and looked at Su Ling instead. He said lightly, "I want to bring them out of here."    

    

"No."    

    

Su Ling frowned and said directly.    

    

At this moment, only when Zhang Tianwen looked straight at him did Su Ling finally see Zhang Tianwen's face.    

    

Zhang Tianwen was around 1.7 meters tall, which was about the same height as Zhang Tianwen. He had a high nose bridge and a thin body on the surface. However, his body contained a very domineering strength.    

    

"I'm not talking to you. I'm just telling you that I'm going to do this. You have no right to say no."    

    

Zhang Tianwen said with a faint smile.    

    

"Oh, then I'm going to say no."    

    

Su Ling said with a smile.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Hearing that, Zhang Tianwen's gaze darkened. With a trace of coldness in his eyes, he said indifferently, "Do you know who I am?"    

    

"The question of who you are is not the point at all. I'm just telling you, if he doesn't break his own arms, he can forget about leaving this place alive. "    

    

Su Ling had an extremely serious expression as he said in a deep voice.    

    

"Hehe, give me some face."    

    

Zhang Tianwen sneered. His face was livid as if he was near the limit of his anger as he said.