Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Ye Ling stared coldly at Mu Ran, his lips curling into a sinister smile.

The reason he had been able to easily deal with Xiang Qiankun was because he possessed the second level of blade intent and the demonic flames that naturally restrained genetic warriors!

If not for the demonic flames, Ye Ling wouldn't have been able to deal with Xiang Qiankun so easily.

"Haha! If you want to kill me, you'll need to weigh yourself first to see if you're up to the mark!"

Ye Ling sneered, his fingers gently caressing the demonic blade, a glint of bloodlust flickering in his eyes.

Mu Ran was also taken aback, his eyes then filled with conflict. After clenching his teeth, he seemed to make up his mind and pulled out a syringe from his pocket.

This was given to him by the people of Wo Country, who told him not to use this injection unless absolutely necessary!

At the moment, however, Mu Ran couldn't care less!

He injected the syringe into his arm, and a faint glow appeared on the surface of his arm's skin, which then began to ripple muscularly, small granules emerging on the surface.

In the blink of an eye, his arm's skin was covered in a layer of blue veins.

And these veins quickly expanded, soon turning Mu Ran's arm into an enormously thick limb!

At that moment, Mu Ran's face contorted grotesquely, as excruciating pain spread from every corner of his body.

And it seemed as though something sinister had taken over his mind, gradually dissipating his consciousness.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Mu Ran roared to the heavens, a formidable force exploding from his body.

The surrounding air seemed stirred by his presence, emitting piercing sonic booms.

Ye Ling was greatly alarmed. Mu Ran's strength had increased, and it had done so very rapidly. Could this genetic solution really possess such terrifying power?

The precondition for acquiring such fearful strength was the sacrifice of his own consciousness, turning him into utterly mindless, walking dead focused only on slaughter! Experience more on My Virtual Library Empire

However, Ye Ling showed no fear. His demonic blade slashed towards Mu Ran, its fierce blade wind slicing through the air, emitting a whistling screech.

"Kill!"

Mu Ran bellowed, his eyes blood-red. The terrifying aura within him had completely overtaken his rationality, his mind filled with a raging lust for murder.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Mu Ran's body darted forward, transforming into a blur as he charged crazily at Ye Ling, his fists creaking tightly, each punch carrying unparalleled terrifying force.

Ye Ling's eyes deepened, his demonic blade drawing dazzling curtains of light in the air, fiercely colliding with Mu Ran.

"Bang, bang!"

The crisp sounds of impact echoed continuously as Mu Ran's fists rained down on Ye Ling like a torrential downpour.

Ye Ling's figure kept retreating. Cracks quickly appeared on the ground, and deep pits were smashed into the surface.

And with Mu Ran's overwhelming power, Ye Ling was forced to retreat constantly, unable to withstand his assault.

"Kill!"

Ye Ling roared in fury, his demonic blade swirling, encircled by wisps of black flames, darting directly towards Mu Ran.

Mu Ran saw Ye Ling charging at him, his eyes instantly flashing with ferocity.

He pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot, his body shooting towards Ye Ling like a cannonball.

Ye Ling's pupils dilated sharply as he saw Mu Ran reaching out with his palm.

And on that claw, there encircled rings of black mist, looking extremely terrifying.

"Damn it!"

Ye Ling cursed under his breath, quickly sheathed his blade, and with a fierce tap of his toes to the ground, his body shot backwards. His demon blade swept horizontally, with the edge aiming for the cluster of black mist.

"Thud!"

The demon blade's edge harshly collided with the black mist, immediately issuing a tremendous sound. The black mist directly above the blade-edge was annihilated beneath it, disappearing without a trace.

Moreover, a series of cracks appeared on the blade of the demon blade, seemingly on the verge of shattering at any moment.

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed, the ferocity in his eyes growing increasingly intense.

This Mu Ran, who had been enhanced twice by injections, was indeed formidable, even capable of corroding his demon blade.

If he hadn't deployed the second layer of his demon blade's intent, he might have truly been defeated by him.

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, Mu Ran attacked again, and that terrifying fist came striking once more.

Ye Ling's face slightly changed, his toes tapped the ground again, his body continuously retreating. Holding the demon blade, he swept the blade upwards sharply, viciously slashing towards Mu Ran.

"Clang!"

Another muffled bang and the demon blade was once again sent flying.

Ye Ling's body kept retreating, and fine cracks were rapidly spreading on the demon blade.

More and more appeared, and it seemed that in no more than three seconds, the demon blade would be completely destroyed.

Ye Ling's expression turned exceedingly grim as he looked at the demon blade in his hand, a trace of pain flashing through his eyes.

Although this blade had been given to him by Wo Country, he had used it for so long that he had developed some attachment to it.

Hurriedly sheathing the demon blade, Ye Ling took a deep breath, his eyes glittering with brilliance, his body radiating a fierce killing aura.

Mu Ran's figure reappeared in front of Ye Ling, swinging his fists, creating a whooshing sound with every punch.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A series of punches aimed straight for Ye Ling's chest and abdomen — a direct hit would be no joke!

Ye Ling's eyes contracted sharply, he struck out with a single palm, and streams of golden light burst forth from his hand, directy confronting the dense barrage of punches coming at him.

Boom, boom, boom!

The two forces collided, immediately setting off a series of explosive sounds, waves of energy rippling outwards in all directions.

Both Ye Ling and Mu Ran were sent flying backwards, their footsteps thudding repeatedly, retreating dozens of yards before barely steadying themselves.

But Ye Ling was in a worse condition, his chest had caved in, his ribs broken, and blood pouring out, staining his clothes. The blood had already soaked his white shirt.

Not just that, but blood was still flowing from Ye Ling's chest down his shoulder, slowly dripping onto the floor, making a faint plop sound that was chilling to the bone.

Going toe-to-toe with Mu Ran was definitely not a wise move, considering his body was tougher than even iron.

If so, then his only choice was to resort to long-range attacks!

"Boom!"

A mass of black flames, capable of incinerating everything, appeared directly in Ye Ling's palm.

The entire air trembled crazily at that moment, as if unable to withstand the terrifying temperature.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, his gaze as cold and sharp as lightning, relaxed his fingers, and the black flames blasted directly towards Mu Ran.

"Hmph!"