Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 465: Your life, I’m taking it!

The terrible oppressive presence enveloped every corner of the cave.

Mid-level Heavenly Realm!

Sensing the formidable aura radiating from the emaciated elderly man’s body.

Ye Ling’s heart gave a harsh thump, although his power had reached the early stages of the Heavenly Realm, he still held a considerable wariness towards the emaciated elderly man!

"I don’t care what grievances you had with Snowflare, since you’ve killed my grandson, you are in the wrong. Today, you must die, otherwise, I cannot quell the hatred in my heart!" the emaciated elderly man roared fiercely.

Hearing the emaciated elderly man’s words, Ye Ling couldn’t help but sneer, "You only allow your grandson to kill me but forbid me to resist?"

"How ludicrous, today, not only did I kill your grandson, I am going to slaughter you as well. This is the path you both chose, don’t blame me!"

Hearing Ye Ling’s words, the emaciated elderly man became even more furious, "Court death! Today, I must avenge Snowflare and settle this score!"

As soon as the emaciated elderly man’s words fell, a terrifying oppressive force suddenly burst forth from within him.

A destructive aura swept out directly from this force!

"Boy, your time to die has come!" The emaciated elderly man sneered viciously, flipped his wrist, and in his hand appeared a pitch-black dagger!

"Whoosh!"

The pitch-black dagger instantly turned into a cold gleam, slicing through the air, heading straight for Ye Ling’s throat!

Feeling the extremely sharp aura attacking his neck.

Ye Ling’s eyes narrowed and he hastily retreated backward.

However, the emaciated elderly man had obviously anticipated that Ye Ling would dodge.

His speed was also incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived behind Ye Ling, grinned hideously, and fiercely stabbed with the pitch-black dagger in his hand, aiming directly for Ye Ling’s heart from behind!

Seeing this, Ye Ling couldn’t help but curse his luck internally. The elderly man’s strength was just too strong; Ye Ling couldn’t defend himself and had no choice but to flee rapidly.

Ye Ling’s figure leaped, directly flying to the edge of the rock wall, then bolted outwards.

Upon seeing Ye Ling attempting to escape to safety, the emaciated elderly man instantly roared angrily, his figure shooting like a cannonball directly towards where Ye Ling was.

"Think it’s easy to escape? Today, your life is mine!" The emaciated elderly man laughed hideously, turning into a black blur as he fiercely pursued Ye Ling.

Ye Ling also bit his teeth in anger, not expecting the emaciated elderly man’s speed to be so terrifying, far surpassing the limits of normal human beings.

"Swoosh, swoosh!"

Ye Ling’s toes tapped the ground, his figure frantically dashing forward, with such speed that several nearby rocks instantly shattered, evidencing how fast Ye Ling was moving.

However, the emaciated elderly man’s speed was even more unmatched!

The emaciated elderly man’s figure, like a phantom, caught up to Ye Ling within a few breaths.

"Kid, stop wasting your effort, no matter how fast you are, can you outrun me?" The emaciated elderly man grinned and chuckled.

That chilling smile made Ye Ling’s heart tingle, knowing this man’s strength was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

However, sitting back and waiting for death was not Ye Ling’s style!

With a grand gesture, a streak of white light flashed, and the Snow Drinking Blade appeared in his hand, emitting a gloomy, malevolent aura!

"This blade, it’s actually in your hands?"

The gaunt old man, upon seeing the Snow Drinking Blade in Ye Ling’s hand, couldn’t help but be taken aback, his expression changing immediately before he uttered an astonished cry.

"You recognize this blade!" Ye Ling’s eyebrows twitched up, and he asked in surprise.

The gaunt old man nodded and said, "Of course I recognize it! This is the treasured heirloom of our Xue family, known as the Snow Drinking Blade, the personal weapon of our ancestor!"

"Back in the day, the Snow Drinking Blade had even slain a Saint-level powerhouse!"

"However, due to the blade’s overwhelming malicious aura, no one dared to wield it. I never imagined it would end up in your hands!" The old man’s pupils flickered with a glint of chilling murderous intent.

Ye Ling nodded, recalling the scene when he had subdued the Snow Drinking Blade, his heart still aflutter with residual fear. Had it not been for the help of the Heavenly Dao Tree, he would have certainly perished at the hands of this blade.

"You brat, prepare to die!" The gaunt old man gave a hideous smile, suddenly waved his hand, and a pitch-black dagger instantly transformed into a dense black fog that enveloped Ye Ling.

In the midst of the thick fog, a terrifyingly sharp edge was hidden, as if countless daggers were weaving through it.

Ye Ling’s heart chilled upon seeing this, realizing that this old man’s strength was truly terrifying.

Ye Ling, holding the Snow Drinking Blade, slashed fiercely at the fog, his blade’s howl cutting through and into the mist.

But the next moment, the fog burst apart, and Ye Ling’s strike disappeared into thin air.

His blow had been blocked!

Ye Ling’s eyes bulged, and he was taken aback, thinking how inscrutable the old man’s strength truly was.

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"Kid, show me all you’ve got! I will grant you a quick death!" the gaunt old man chuckled sinisterly, his dreadful smile sending shivers down one’s spine.

The gaunt old man’s figure flickered and then vanished before Ye Ling’s eyes.

When he reappeared, the gaunt old man was already in front of Ye Ling.

The black dagger in his hand thrust fiercely towards Ye Ling’s chest.

Ye Ling’s eyes narrowed and his arm shook, the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand dancing wildly.

"Cling clang!"

The crisp, pleasing sound of metal clashing continuously echoed as two figures battled fiercely together.

The gaunt old man was incredibly fast, with an overwhelmingly powerful attack, and his movement technique was unpredictably strange.

Catching Ye Ling off guard time and again, leaving him struggling to cope.

"Damn it, how can this old guy move so fast? If my cultivation was just a bit stronger, I’d definitely be able to beat him easily."

"But now, I’m completely caught in his rhythm, unable to even make an escape!" Ye Ling cursed inwardly.

Even though Ye Ling’s strength was improving, the gap between him and the gaunt old man was still significant.

After all, the gaunt old man had reached the mid-stage of the Celestial Man realm, and he was definitely a top contender within the same level.

The gaunt old man’s movement technique was mysterious and unfathomable. Whenever he faced Ye Ling, he would seize the opportunity to launch vicious sneak attacks,

Leaving Ye Ling utterly unable to defend himself, each exchange thrusting him into danger.

Observing Ye Ling’s beleaguered state, the gaunt old man wore a smug smile on his face, knowing that his victory was already assured.

In his eyes, Ye Ling was nothing more than a grasshopper at his mercy!