Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Wang Ji gritted his teeth as he spoke, but his heart was already in a panic.

He had colluded with Wo Country—an affair only his three confidants knew of. Besides them, it was impossible for anyone else to know, and he had not disclosed it to anyone else either.

But now, Ye Ling somehow knew.

This could not but send a chill down his spine.

If Ye Ling were to discover the truth of this matter, the annihilation of his family would be inevitable.

"How I know this is not important!"

"What's important is that you, as a citizen of the Dragon Country, actually colluded with Wo Country."

"Do you realize your crime?"

The aura around Ye Ling was fully unleashed in that instant.

A powerful pressure loomed over Wang Ji's head.

Wang Ji trembled, sweat beaded on his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper.

Ye Ling's strength exceeded his expectations.

But seeming to think of something, Wang Ji suddenly filled with confidence.

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"Ha, what if I have colluded with Wo Country! As long as I can obtain great power, I fear nothing."

"What can you do to me?" Wang Ji said coldly.

"You must die!"

Ye Ling stepped forward, charging directly towards Wang Ji.

Seeing this, a fierce expression flashed across Wang Ji's face.

Without hesitation, he pulled out a syringe from his pocket and fiercely jabbed it into his arm.

"Ah!"

A roar almost beast-like escaped from Wang Ji's mouth.

His body rapidly swelled, becoming even more muscular.

Not only did Wang Ji's body grow taller, but the terrifying aura emanating from him was even stronger than before!

"You little bastard, I'm going to torture you to death today!" Wang Ji roared.

Ye Ling's face remained calm, his demonic sword lightly waving.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Several blade lights streaked out, heading straight for Wang Ji.

"Hmph, mere child's play!"

"Watch how I smash them all to pieces!"

Wang Ji roared ferociously, his fists flying as he smashed them down mercilessly.

Bang bang bang!

With several punches, those approaching blade lights were instantly shattered.

Ye Ling also quickly retreated backward to dodge Wang Ji's brutal attack.

"Hehe, you little bastard, weren't you acting all tough? Keep it up!"

Wang Ji laughed maliciously.

"You little bastard, didn't you say I colluded with Wo Country?"

"As long as you're dead, who else will know?"

"I certainly have no need to bear any criminal charges, hahaha!"

Hearing Wang Ji's words, Ye Ling suddenly understood.

This bastard was actually using his own identity to cover up his collusion with Wo Country.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, his expression grew solemn, and his eyes turned icy.

"You're really seeking death!" Ye Ling gritted his teeth.

Since that was the case, he would grant his wish!

Whoosh!

Ye Ling's demonic sword swung fiercely, and a streak of bloody light, like a blood-red lightning, shot forth in the sky.

Spurt!

A flash of blood, and Wang Ji's clothes were directly torn off a large part.

His entire shoulder was soaked red with blood, which flowed profusely, dripping steadily.

Wang Ji screamed in pain, covering his shoulder and continually howling.

"Damn it, cursed little bastard! I'll fight you to the death!"

Wang Ji cursed through clenched teeth, his eyes filled with a ferocious killing intent.

As his body writhed, the wound on his body quickly healed, and before long, it was completely healed.

"Hmph, you little bastard, did you think you could defeat me like that?"

"It's like a dream!" Wang Ji sneered viciously, charging again.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The collision of fists and blades sparked fiercely, pitting the two men against each other in fierce combat.

Bang!

Each time Ye Ling struck, his blows carried an enormous force, forcing Wang Ji backward step by step.

"Your strength, not bad!" Wang Ji gritted his teeth and shouted in anger.

Ye Ling gave a cold smile, his gaze sharp as a blade.

He leaped into the air, his demonic blade tearing through the void, unleashing a blood-red slash of light.

"Hmph!"

Witnessing the blade light, Wang Ji scoffed coldly.

His figure also soared high, arms stretching out to block the strike.

The sound of metal rang out crisply.

When the blade and arm collided, a grating sound of metal clashing echoed.

Ye Ling steadied his body with a tip of his toe.

But Wang Ji staggered backward several steps, finally sitting down hard, his arm numb, barely hanging by his side.

This little bastard, so strong!

"How does it feel?"

Ye Ling strode forward with a cold laugh, looking down at Wang Ji from above.

Wang Ji bit his lips, enduring the intense pain in his arm, his eyes flashing with a sinister light.

"You brat, you are too arrogant!"

"You think you can defeat me with that little ability?"

"I'm telling you, you underestimate me—if I blow up, you'll die miserably!"

Wang Ji roared through clenched teeth.

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth lifted slightly, his eyes filled with mocking.

"Are you perhaps overthinking things?"

"Do you think your strength is enough to contend with me?" Ye Ling said mockingly.

"You brat, who do you think you are? Do you really think you can oppose Wo Country?"

"You can't even begin to imagine the strength of Wo Country!"

"So, what are you in comparison?"

"I'll give you a way out, kneel and beg for mercy now, and maybe I can plead with the great ones of Wo Country to spare your life!" Wang Ji said, sneering outright.

Ye Ling shook his head, his face a picture of resignation, "I don't have the habit of kneeling down and being a dog for anyone!"

"So, you might as well die!"

Ye Ling flicked his wrist, and a jet-black flame quietly emerged in his palm.

That flame was no ordinary fire, but the demonic flame of the dragon serpent!

"You little bastard, what are you doing? Put it away now!" Wang Ji cried out in alarm, his face dramatically changing.

"In your next life, remember not to be someone else's dog!"

"Because you're simply not worthy!" Ye Ling said indifferently.

The next moment, he flipped his wrist, and the demonic flame swept out immediately.

Wang Ji looked at the fire, his face ashen.

Desperate to resist, his body was unable to muster even a trace of strength.

Boom, boom, boom!

A massive flame engulfed Wang Ji, burning fiercely.

Soon, the flames had reduced Wang Ji to ashes.

Watching this scene, Ye Ling slowly sighed with relief.

But his expression gradually became solemn.

Wang Ji was just the beginning; it wouldn't end so easily!

Where will Wo Country's hand reach next?

Ye Ling glanced at the remaining Wang family members, slashing a blade's energy directly from his hand.

Without a second glance, he tossed a fireball casually and turned to leave.

The entire Wang family villa slowly vanished in the sea of flames.

Root out the weeds!

Ye Ling understood this principle well.

The Wang family, annihilated!