Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

"No matter how strong your knife skills are, don't even think about hurting me," he roared. "Just get down on your knees and beg for mercy! Perhaps I might consider sparing your life—otherwise, I will surely devour you alive."

Huo Lang laughed arrogantly, his fierce face becoming even more terrifying under the sunlight.

"Haha! Is that so? We'll just have to wait and see!"

Ye Ling laughed heartily, slowly standing up. With his Snow Drinking Blade in hand, he flicked his fingertips, and a pure streak of blade energy crazily surged along the edge of the blade.

With a whoosh, the sword energy tore through the void, blasting towards Huo Lang with a fierce killing intent spreading in its wake.

Feeling this terrifying murderous aura, Huo Lang's crimson eyes suddenly contracted. He had not expected Ye Ling's attack to be so ferocious that even he felt as though he was being invaded by the killing intent.

"Awoo!"

Huo Lang howled towards the sky, then he clenched his fists. In front of his chest, a mass of raging flames was crazily swirling.

"Shoo!"

Immediately, the blazing flames leapt wildly into the air, pulsating in the void, with a fireball suspending itself in midair.

"Get out of my way!"

"Roar!"

The next moment, Huo Lang growled deeply and smashed with his fists. A fireball shot up into the sky, hurtling straight toward Ye Ling and then exploded into powder, vanishing into thin air.

"People of Luo Sha Kingdom, now, go to hell for me!"

Huo Lang grinned viciously, and from within his huge claws, waves of dark power kept sweeping out.

Streams of ink-black energy rampaged through the air, brutally bearing down on Ye Ling.

This dark power twisted continuously in midair, sending out terrible fluctuations that spread all around.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Ye Ling stomped on the ground with one foot, propelling his body like a cannonball toward Huo Lang. A brilliant cold light enveloped Huo Lang as well.

"Slaying Dragon Art!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

Ye Ling, wielding the Snow Drinking Blade, suddenly spun around. The terrifying blade energy around him wildly converged toward the tip of his blade, finally transforming into a series of blade lights that incessantly bombarded Huo Lang.

"Hmph! So weak!"

Huo Lang sneered, his huge wolf claws striking out, and two ferocious flames burst forth from his claws.

Flames clashed with the blade energy, and in an instant, a billowing white mist filled the entire arena, obscuring Ye Ling's vision.

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes, clenching his teeth tightly, as the raging killing intent within him completely boiled over.

He had to dispatch Huo Lang quickly, or he wouldn't stand a chance!

"Die for me!"

Huo Lang growled, pouncing fiercely towards Ye Ling, a terrifying flame fist wind wildly lashing out at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's eyes slightly narrowed, wary of the power contained in the punch, but he was no ordinary fighter!

"Meet your death!"

Ye Ling roared angrily, the Snow Drinking Blade swinging wildly, directly blocking the fearsome flame fist wind. The blade energy also fiercely struck towards the flame fist wind.

"Boom!"

The two powerful attacks collided head-on, flames and blade energy raging wildly in the air, with a strong wind sweeping madly around them.

"Crack crack..."

Under the gust of this hurricane, the Flame Fist Wind constantly shattered.

And in the instant the Flame Fist Wind was annihilated, Huo Lang's body suddenly shook, a terrifying power blasted forth directly from his body, pulverizing the ground in the vicinity into dust.

"Pfft!"

Huo Lang spewed out a mouthful of sweet, tangy blood, his pale face becoming deathly white, clearly he was injured.

"Buzz!"

Right at this moment, a terrifying sword intent erupted from within Ye Ling's body, violently sweeping up and enveloping him within it.

"With the heart, command the blade!"

"Slay!"

Ye Ling roared lowly, and terrifying blade light directly tore through the void, madly slashing toward Huo Lang with a fearsome aura as if it could rend everything asunder.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Ye Ling's figure twisted, his body tracing a bizarre arc, his hand wielding the Snow Drinking Blade stabbing out frantically, terrible killing intent suffusing the void incessantly.

"What! What is this move, why is it so terrifying!"

Seeing this scene, Huo Lang cried out in alarm; he had not anticipated that Ye Ling's blade would be so potent, it was inconceivable.

"Whoosh."

The dreadful blade directly penetrated the void, its sharp edge viciously cleaving onto Huo Lang's body, boring right into him.

"Ahh!"

Huo Lang screamed wretchedly, his body collapsing atop the arena, blood flowing unceasingly, staining his clothes red.

Huo Lang's body trembled, his face ashen as paper, his eyes filled with terror.

"Damn it! What kind of martial technique is this, how can it be so fearsome!"

Ye Ling arched an eyebrow; he hadn't expected his blade technique to achieve such an effect. It seemed that in future confrontations, he should use this method to resolve them.

"This move is called 'With the Heart, Command the Blade'! This 'With the Heart, Command the Blade' is something I deduced in the midst of battle, and you are the first one to taste it!"

Ye Ling grinned smugly.

This blade technique was very mysterious, but its power was beyond doubt. Ye Ling had tried it before and felt something stir within his heart—a feeling that excited him immensely.

Yet he hadn't anticipated just how intense it would be until he truly wielded the blade with his heart.

Because his heart was now utterly beyond his control of that power, that power was the sword intent, the four levels of sword intent he had comprehended!

"Damn it! How is this possible! How could you possibly have comprehended four levels of sword intent? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Looking at Ye Ling, Huo Lang was on the verge of collapse; he never imagined that Ye Ling truly comprehended four levels of sword intent, an existence against the heavens!

"Haha, nothing is impossible, you're just too weak!"

Ye Ling laughed coldly, his Snow Drinking Blade sharply pointing at Huo Lang, strands of fearsome sword intent continuously spraying out from his fingertips.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sword intent sliced through the void, madly rushing toward Huo Lang to kill!

The dreadful sharp blade light crazily slashed toward Huo Lang.