Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

A smile hung on his face, sending chills down one's spine.@@novelbin@@

"Arrogant, simply too arrogant!"

"I'd like to see what ability you have to escape from the palm of my hand!"

The man in black said coldly, his face had completely stiffened.

"Then let's give it a try!"

"No matter what ability you have, you can't possibly be my match!"

"Today, you will surely die!"

The man in black's eyes were icy cold, and a terrifying aura emanated from his entire body. He stepped forward, drew his long spear, and charged toward Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's expression turned solemn, and with a grand gesture, the Jihe Blade appeared directly in his hand.

Whoosh!

With a slash, the blade light shot out in all directions, a series of sharp blade shadows instantly enveloped the man in black.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of blade clashing with spear, the sound of metal on metal, rang out.

Each sword and spear collided, creating deafening roars.

Wave after wave of terrifying force swept out, causing the space around to twist and collapse.

"Hm?"

"This blade technique is quite interesting!"

The man in black was slightly surprised, not expecting his opponent to be capable of executing such a technique.

"Let's see how long you can block me, break!"

The man in black bellowed, swinging his long spear again, and terrifying spear shadows continually burst forth with dazzling sparks.

"Merely a trifling skill!"

"Watch me break through your blade technique!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

One by one, the blade shadows shattered under the man in black's long spear, unable to resist, collapsing inch by inch.

In just a moment, the man in black had already gained an absolute advantage. He thrust his spear forward, directly targeting Ye Ling's chest.

Pfft!

Blood sprayed, and Ye Ling was sent flying by the spear.

"Hahaha!"

The man in black laughed wildly, extremely pleased with himself.

"How does it feel, exhilarating, isn't it?"

"Now you know what the pressure of a true strong one feels like, right?!"

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The man in black sneered, looking at Ye Ling with pride and arrogance.

"Indeed quite exhilarating!"

"What a pity, what a pity!"

"Your strength, after all, is inadequate!"

Ye Ling slowly stood up, wiping away the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"You!!!"

"You can actually withstand my spear, it seems you're a tough nut to crack!"

"Unfortunately, you've encountered me!"

"You are destined to die today!"

The man in black gave a fierce smile, gripping the long spear, and lunged to attack again.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The tip of the spear continuously emitted dazzling sparks.

Ye Ling's body suddenly contracted, taking swift steps to dodge a spear thrust.

"Die!"

The man in black bellowed again as the spear suddenly turned, its tip viciously aiming for Ye Ling's throat.

On the tip of the spear, a layer of faint black mist swirled, as if it were the darkness of night.

"What an exceedingly venomous Cultivation Technique!"

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly as he grabbed the long spear.

"Haha!"

"Too late!"

"I refuse to believe that with my high-level royal realm Cultivation Technique, I cannot kill you!"

The man in black laughed heartily as the long spear twisted violently along Ye Ling's wrist.

"Aah!"

Ye Ling cried out in pain as his arm throbbed fiercely, his wrist nearly breaking.

"Not worth a blow!"

The man in black sneered repeatedly, exerting force in his wrist.

"Damn it!"

"My arm is about to be ruined!"

Ye Ling clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with rage.

He hadn't expected that the strength of the man in black could be so terrifying; a single thrust of his spear had almost rendered his arm useless.

Crack crack!

Crackling sounds came from his wrist, seeming to indicate broken bones.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down Ye Ling's forehead, his complexion as pale as paper, almost drained of all color.

Thump!

Ye Ling couldn't help but kneel on one knee, his body shaking violently.

He felt that his left arm was indeed about to become useless!

"You've lost!"

"There's no need to fix your arm anymore!"

The man in black laughed triumphantly, continuously shaking his arm.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ye Ling sneered coldly and slowly stood up.

Circulating pale golden Spiritual Energy, Ye Ling's previously broken left arm mended at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before long, it was as good as new!

The man in black's eyes widened, filled with a look of utter shock.

"Your hand..."

The man in black stared at Ye Ling in disbelief. What was going on here?

"What kind of trick is this?"

The man in black asked.

Ye Ling's lips curled into a sinister smile, offering no explanation.

Although he was incredibly shocked, the man in black did not show it.

"Kid, your strength is simply no match for me."

"Just surrender quietly, and I might grant you a quick end!"

The man in black said coldly.

"You think you are who, to expect me to surrender quietly?"

"Are you worthy?" Ye Ling sneered again.

At Ye Ling's words, the man in black suddenly became enraged, a vicious light flaring in his eyes.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

With a furious roar, the man in black shook his spear, piercing through the void and impaling Ye Ling's chest.

But he was stunned because there was no blood flowing out from Ye Ling's chest.

The spear had thrust at nothing!

"I'm not only unharmed, but I can also still jump around!"

"And you, shouldn't you be the one to die?"

Ye Ling smiled grimly, and his figure vanished from the spot.

The next moment, Ye Ling's figure appeared in front of the man in black, his hand like a blade, striking down.

The man in black's complexion changed drastically, hurriedly raising his hand to block.

Boom!

The two palms collided with a loud thud.

Thud thud thud!

The man in black staggered back three steps, his face covered in disbelief.

How was this possible?

He was clearly stronger, but the hard clash with Ye Ling had turned out to be his biggest loss.

Ye Ling was still unharmed, while he felt numbness in his hand!

"This is impossible!"

The man in black ground his teeth and growled.

"I told you, you're too weak!"

"Not worth a single blow!"

Ye Ling said coldly, taunting.

"Bastard! Do you really think you're somebody? How dare you insult me like this?"

"Little bastard, it seems you've grown tired of living. Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll send you to your death!"

The man in black roared in fury, and his spear suddenly lengthened to over three meters, soaring towards Ye Ling with a menacing whistling sound.

On the spear, thick black lightning flickered, with layers of electricity spinning around the tip, as if to devour everything.

"Thunder Spear!"

The man in black no longer underestimated his opponent. On the contrary, his pupils were filled with utmost gravity!

This guy in front of him could not be measured by the same standards!

He had to treat him as an equal opponent, or else there was a good chance he would capsize in the gutter!

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed, and the red glow on his Jihe Blade grew more intense.

He was ready to bring out all his strength and fight!