The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

After everyone was shocked, they realized that Su Qingyu seemed to have said an important piece of news.

So you can practice at the age of four?!

If this news were to get out, it would definitely cause a huge uproar in the Demonic Martial Continent.

"Um...Xiao Yu..." Su Ziang hesitated and said, "Brother, may I ask you a question? What is your current cultivation level?"

"Me?" Su Qingyu's eyes curved as he answered modestly, "Just a Level Two Emperor."

Hearing Su Qingyu's words, everyone almost vomited blood. A Level Two Emperor?! That's all?! Who is he trying to piss off?

Su Qingning couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and looked at Su Qingyu with some helplessness. She really didn't expect that her brother would be so Versailles.

Just as everyone was shocked by Su Qingyu's abnormal talent, a shocked and angry voice suddenly rang out.

"Su Qingyu, how dare you!"

Su Huaiyang glared at Su Qingyu angrily, his face as gloomy as water; in fact, he didn't have much feelings for Liu Ruyan at all, but no matter what, she was his wife.

But now, his wife's tongue was pulled out by a junior in public. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face of Su Huaiyang. How could he not be angry?

"Tsk," Su Qingyu glanced at Su Huaiyang with contempt and said arrogantly, "What am I afraid of? Let alone pulling out her tongue, even if I kill her, what's the problem?"

After saying that, Su Qingyu raised his foot and stepped on Liu Ruyan's slender neck, as if he was going to break her neck.

"How dare you, little beast!"

Su Huaiyang suddenly realized something and waved the magic wand in his hand, and several fireballs flew towards Su Qingyu.

"Ah!"

Su Qingyu sneered. He didn't even take out his magic wand. He raised his hand and waved it casually. Countless wind blades flew out and instantly cut Su Huaiyang's fireball into thousands of small flames, which then fell to the ground with a clatter.

However, the wind blades did not stop attacking. They still cut towards Su Huaiyang with fierce momentum.

Su Huaiyang's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly dodged; this fight between the two officially sounded the clarion call for tonight's battle, and both sides immediately started fighting.

In terms of strength, Su Huaiyang's side is actually superior. After all, they have more people, and the disciples of Tiandao Sect brought by Liu Canghai are all god-level masters; although ten people were assassinated by Su Qingning before, there are still more than twenty god-level masters left; plus the six elders of the Su family who rebelled, they still have thirty god-level masters.

On the other hand, on Su Qingning's side, including Su Qingcang, housekeeper Su Ping, first elder Su Yuanfeng, third elder Su Yuandao, fifth elder Su Yuanshan, uncle Su Huaichuan, eldest brother Su Ziang; and Mo Lintian, there are only thirteen god-level masters.

However, Liu Canghai, who had the strongest power, was defeated by Su Jingxuan and could no longer cause any trouble.

Despite this, Su Qingning and his team were still at a disadvantage, but this situation did not last long.

Soon, a strange thing happened on Su Huaiyang's side. One of the god-level masters vomited blood from his mouth. Then, as if it was contagious, the people on Su Huaiyang's side began to vomit blood one after another.

But in an instant, they lost their fighting ability; it turned out that just now, as they used their spiritual power and fighting spirit, they felt a tingling sensation in their meridians. Then, their breathing became disordered, and their spiritual power and fighting spirit seemed to lose control and began to run wild in their bodies. Finally, their meridians were damaged and they vomited blood.

"how so?!"

Su Huaiyang lay on the ground with a pale face. He raised his head and glared at Su Qingyu, asking, "What did you do?"

In response, Su Qingyu rolled her eyes.

"Second uncle, you're asking the wrong person." Su Qingning came to Su Qingyu's side without her knowing when. She lowered her head to look at Su Huaiyang and kindly reminded him, "You should ask what I did."

Hearing this, Su Huaiyang actually asked, "What did you do?"

Seeing Su Huaiyang being so obedient, Su Qingning curled her lips in satisfaction, and then said in a nonchalant tone: "It's nothing, I just gave you a taste of your own medicine and poisoned you."

"You...you are so despicable!" A disciple of Tiandao Sect cursed at Su Qingning.

Su Qingning raised her eyebrows, thinking that the people of Tiandao Sect were really hypocritical; however, before she could open her mouth to refute, Su Qingyu rushed over and kicked the Tiandao Sect disciple hard.

"Bang!" The man flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Tsk, you guys from the Tiandao Sect have the nerve to call others despicable?" Su Qingyu approached the Tiandao Sect disciple he had kicked, his voice as cold as ice. "Didn't you hear my sister say to treat others in their own way? If your ears are useless, I don't mind cutting them off for you."

The last three words were spoken with great emphasis, and the chill in the tone made the disciple feel as if his ears would really be cut off. Especially when he saw Su Qingyu getting closer and closer to him, with an expression on his face as terrifying as the King of Hell, the fear in his heart reached its peak, and he began to retreat uncontrollably.

"What...what are you going to do? Don't come over here!"

"What? Didn't I already tell you?"

Before he finished speaking, Su Qingyu's figure had already stopped in front of the disciple. He raised his foot and stepped on the opponent's chest and crushed it hard. When he spoke again, his voice was like the whisper of a devil.

"Since your ears are just for show, I'll show mercy and cut them off for you!"

Under the disciple's horrified eyes, a sharp dagger suddenly appeared in Su Qingyu's hand.

"No, don't!" The disciple shook his head and wanted to push Su Qingyu away and escape from the Su family.

But now, his meridians were damaged, his spiritual power was dissipated, and his whole body was sore and weak. He had no strength to push Su Qingyu away, and he could not escape at all.

"do not move!"

Su Qingyu frowned and impatiently moved her foot to the other person's face, making his head unable to move.

"I only want to cut off your ears, not other parts of your body. If you continue to move, the dagger will not have eyes. If I accidentally scratch your eyes, you will be deaf and blind in the future."

I don't know if it was Su Qingyu's threat or his kick that worked, or maybe both! In short, the disciple no longer dared to struggle.

"Well, that's how you listen!"

Su Qingyu nodded in satisfaction. Although there was a well-behaved smile on his face, he looked more terrifying than a devil.

He slowly bent down, and the dagger in his hand slowly approached the ear of the man under his feet.

When the cold dagger touched his ear, the disciple of Tiandao Sect shuddered noticeably. Then, a huge pain came from his ear, making him scream uncontrollably.