Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

The leading man muttered in a low voice, his eyes blazing as he gazed at the Dragon Bone knife in Ye Ling's hand, his greed thoroughly aroused.

The primary reason they had chosen to conquer the Azure Planet was the immensely rich treasures and cultivation resources it contained.

Now, seeing the Dragon Bone knife in Ye Ling's hand, his heart grew even hotter, wishing he could immediately snatch the knife away and take it with him.

"Come on, let me show you what true despair is!"

Suddenly, Ye Ling shouted, and then, lifting his arm slightly, the Dragon Bone knife cut through the void, slashing heavily forward.

Whoosh!

The blade's light streaked through the void, breaking it apart, spreading terrifying cracks everywhere, alarming everyone present.

The pupils of the leading man abruptly constricted, his face showing disbelief, as though he couldn't believe that someone from such a barren land could unleash such a powerful attack.

But his reaction was quick. When he came to his senses, the spear in his hand violently burst forth, a spear light mixed with the aura of destruction blasting forward.

Bang!

The two incredibly heart-pounding powers collided, sending a deafening roar throughout the entire mountain range.

Instantly, the surrounding mountains crumbled into dust that vanished into the sky, while the fierce winds stirred up ash, obscuring the view.

Once the smoke cleared, the two figures reappeared before everyone's eyes. Neither was harmed, though their faces were slightly pale.

"How is that possible!"

The leading man stared at Ye Ling in disbelief, unable to accept that such an insignificant ant had managed to withstand his attack.

"How did you do it?!"

The man quickly asked in astonishment, his eyes filled with shock.

"Heh, I'm also curious to see if all the people from Disaster Star are as pathetic as you!"

Ye Ling gave a cold laugh, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, staring down the leading man across from him.

Upon hearing Ye Ling's words, the man's face instantly turned red with rage, his eyes almost popping out as he bellowed furiously.

"Insolent Azure Planet scum, do you know who you are speaking to? You dare call me trash? You are courting death!"

The furious man roared, his spear quivering as it suddenly emitted strands of black, malevolent energy, which condensed into a black spear shadow in the void, carrying a monstrous wave of aggression as it slashed towards Ye Ling.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The deadly spear shadows continuously attacked Ye Ling. Each shadow was seven to eight meters long, densely packed like a fierce storm, making them hard to defend against.

Ye Ling frowned, swinging the massive Dragon Bone knife in his hand: "Myriad Blade Burial!"

Buzzing!

At that moment, from the tip of the Dragon Bone knife, streams of incredibly sharp blade energy burst forth, sweeping forward.

Crack!

A piercing cracking sound erupted as it collided with the spear shadows, immediately unleashing a series of crisp sounds, a relentless cascade of breaking noises spreading through the air.

Only to see those shadows of murderous spears crumbling directly down, exploding into debris, and disappearing into the universe.

At the same time, that guy's body trembled, his face showing an indescribable shock, and his long spear also trembled slightly, as if it couldn't withstand the power emanating from the Dragon Bone knife in Ye Ling's hands.

He felt a throbbing pain in the base of his thumb!

How was this possible, how could a mid-level Saint possibly withstand his attack?

This kind of thing had never happened in their Disaster Star, let alone on such a barren planet as the Azure Blue Planet—it was unheard of!

You should know, the attack he had just unleashed was considered a masterstroke, and once hit, even a high-level Saint might be annihilated instantly.

"This kid's methods are too bizarre, he actually managed to withstand a peak-level Saint's attack and survive, truly a monster!"

The leader of the four great families murmured, but his hands did not slow down, once again he picked up the long spear, his body flickered, and he charged forward again, the spear in his hands whistling as it headed straight for Ye Ling's head.

Ye Ling's mouth twisted into a smirk, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes, holding the knife with one hand, his steps light, his figure ghostly and elusive.

The Dragon Bone knife in his hand traced extremely mysterious trajectories in the void, the blade light like a rainbow, casting incredibly brilliant arcs in the void, continually blooming.

Ding ding clang clang!

Sounds of metal clashing continued to rise in the void, as Ye Ling's figure darted around like lightning, dodging the opponent's long spear attacks.

For a while, the two sides were at a stalemate, with no clear better fighter.

However, it was clear that Ye Ling held a slight advantage, given that although the other guy's cultivation was strong, he did not have as many unusual combat experiences as Ye Ling; killing him was not that easy.

The leading man steadied himself and showed Ye Ling a near bloodthirsty, ferocious smile, "Good job, kid. With your strength, you deserve to know my name."

"Listen well, I hail from the Qian family among the four great families of Disaster Star, the strongest of the young generation, Qian Hong. Remember it well!"

After saying these words, Qian Hong swung his long spear again with force, and a tremendously powerful energy flowed through the spear, rushing towards Ye Ling like a stream, howling in attack.

Ye Ling's expression turned grave, the spear technique in this guy's hands was very exquisite, somehow enveloping him, giving him the feeling that there was nowhere to escape.

"Fine, since you're in such hurry to meet your death, I'll oblige you!"

Ye Ling took a deep breath, the Spiritual Energy inside his body surging rapidly, the eight layers of blade intent spread out, Ye Ling emitting a domineering and arrogant aura, as if he ruled over the world.

Whoosh!

After a blur of an afterimage, Ye Ling's figure suddenly appeared in front of Qian Hong, his Dragon Bone knife sweeping up.

Whoosh!

The blade tore through the void, carrying a glaring cold light, slashing unceremoniously towards Qian Hong's head.

This slash contained extremely terrifying power, like a golden dragon roaring forward, causing the surrounding void to violently shake several times.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Qian Hong snorted coldly, lifting his long spear, and the tip of the spear met the blade of the Dragon Bone knife, emitting a series of clanging sounds.

The next moment, Qian Hong's wrist shook powerfully, and that pitch-black long spear unexpectedly slipped from his control, like a serpentine, coiling towards Ye Ling's neck.

"Get lost!"