Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Two great pressures collided, emitting a deafening roar as gusts of wind howled and swept through the surrounding trees, causing them to rustle and shake.

"You damn brat, don't tell me you're naive enough to think that with your current strength, you can actually defeat me! That's simply delusional!"

Miyamoto Takeshi sneered coldly, his gaze sweeping over Ye Ling. Disdain filled his eyes; he had already reached the strength of a mid-level Saint!

"Boom, boom!"

Miyamoto Takeshi's figure suddenly blurred, his speed astonishingly tripling in an instant. With a flash, he appeared right in front of Ye Ling.

In his hand, Miyamoto Takeshi swung the katana viciously, its blade glinting with a faint chill as it slashed directly towards Ye Ling.

Seeing Miyamoto Takeshi's aggressive approach, Ye Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand met the attack head-on, clashing hard against Miyamoto Takeshi's blade.

Ye Ling felt a numbness in his arm and a powerful force surged from the blade straight into his body, forcing him back several steps.

Meanwhile, Miyamoto Takeshi's figure closely pursued Ye Ling, his blade slashing directly towards Ye Ling's chest with a strength so formidable it took one's breath away!

A sharp glint suddenly burst from Ye Ling's eyes, and the Snow Drinking Blade he wielded made a sweeping cross slash, colliding heavily with Miyamoto Takeshi's attacking blade.

"Bang!" Ye Ling felt a sharp pain in his wrist and a powerful force surged ferociously through the Snow Drinking Blade into his chest. A wound appeared on Ye Ling's chest, and at that moment, the Snow Drinking Blade was knocked out of his hand.

"Puchi!"

With a twist of his wrist, Miyamoto Takeshi thrust his katana deep into Ye Ling's abdomen, blood spraying out as Ye Ling's face turned instantly pale.

Ye Ling gritted his teeth, enduring the pain coursing through his body. He twisted to the side and kicked the Snow Drinking Blade away.

Then, with a swift move, he grabbed Miyamoto Takeshi's katana, spun around, and landed a heavy kick into Miyamoto Takeshi's stomach.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Miyamoto Takeshi was sent flying several meters by Ye Ling's kick, crashing heavily onto the ground, coughing up blood.

Ye Ling felt as if something in his abdomen had exploded, waves of heat rolling over every bone in his body.

Miyamoto Takeshi slowly rose from the ground, his face twisted in a grimace that he could not hide, staring at Ye Ling who stood opposite him with eyes full of intense rage.

"Kid, let's see how you, seriously injured, can still defeat me!"

Miyamoto Takeshi gave a grim smile, his eyes filled with ferocity, and then, holding his katana, he launched at Ye Ling again, flicking his wrist and sending the blade slashing towards Ye Ling's throat.

Ye Ling, enduring the intense pain, forcibly contorted his body, dodging Miyamoto Takeshi's attack.

But Miyamoto Takeshi's katana took a strange turn in mid-air, bending towards Ye Ling again for another slash.

Ye Ling wanted to dodge, but his body didn't respond; he could only watch helplessly as Miyamoto Takeshi's katana came slashing towards his chest.

His face turned deathly pale, his pupils shrank, and a sense of despair suddenly surged in his heart.

Miyamoto Takeshi's grin turned savage as the katana in his hand landed on Ye Ling's chest, its terrifying force sending Ye Ling flying.

Ye Ling's body crashed heavily to the ground, his chest caving in. Blood flowed down his clothes, staining them red.

Now he lacked even the strength to stand, his body convulsing continuously, and a deep pain was evident in his eyes, but he still stubbornly refused to beg for mercy.

"Heh, kid, you're quite tenacious, but it's a pity, your power, after all, is nothing but that of an ant, and you will never be able to change anything."

Gongben Takeshi sneered, holding his katana as he approached Ye Ling.

"Kid, do you still think you can kill me? Haha, don't be foolish, you're nothing but trash now!"

Gongben Takeshi laughed arrogantly, the long blade in his hand pointing directly at Ye Ling's head, with chilling killing intent pervading the atmosphere all around him.

The katana in Gongben Takeshi's hand inched closer to Ye Ling, and his eyes were filled with mockery.

"Kid, now, kneel and kowtow, and I might consider sparing you. Otherwise, you're completely finished."

Gongben Takeshi said with a ferocious smile while Ye Ling took a deep breath; his body shook tirelessly, a rage to its extremity wreaked havoc in him, the veins on his forehead bulging.

Meanwhile, Gongben Takeshi continued to watch Ye Ling, who lay on the ground, with a ghastly sneer.

"Kid, now you're completely done for. Do you still dare to talk back to me?"

"I, fuck your ancestors!" Ye Ling used all his strength to spit at Gongben Takeshi, then cursed through gritted teeth.

"You dare curse me?!" Gongben Takeshi's eyes bulged round, his eyes flickering with cruel light, and a hint of murderous intent surfaced on his face.

"Since you're courting death, then I'll have no choice but to oblige!" Gongben Takeshi hesitated no longer and raised his katana high above his head, aiming directly at Ye Ling's heart,

and stabbed down without any hesitation.

At that moment, Ye Ling had lost the last bit of his strength. As he watched the katana about to pierce his body, he was utterly powerless.

"Clink!" With a light sound, Gongben Takeshi's katana pierced right through Ye Ling's shoulder and then his heart!

A streak of fresh blood slowly dripped onto the ground down the blade, sliding down Gongben Takeshi's cheek, making him appear vicious and extremely terrifying.

Ye Ling's pupils gradually dilated, the light in his eyes slowly fading away, his body twitched and then he collapsed on the ground, closing his eyes forever.

"Heh heh, kid, weren't you very tough? Didn't you say I was no match for you? What about now? Haven't you still become one of my defeated foes?"

Gongben Takeshi smirked, looking down at Ye Ling who lay motionless on the ground.

His mood suddenly soared to ecstasy, this sensation of controlling someone else's life and death thrilled him immensely.

Gongben Takeshi squatted down beside Ye Ling and pulled out a handkerchief to clean his katana stained with bloodstains.

But at that moment, something strange happened to Ye Ling's body.

A green glow slowly enveloped Ye Ling's chest, the exact spot of the Heavenly Dao Tree!

Moreover, this Heavenly Dao Tree seemed to have been stimulated by something, throbbing continuously, with verdant tendrils twining around Ye Ling's body nonstop.

A tremendous power of life emanated from Ye Ling's body, nourishing his skin.