Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 466: How is this possible?

"Kid, I advise you it’s best to surrender, or you will definitely regret it!" the gaunt old man chuckled coldly, his eyes full of mockery.

Ye Ling’s eyes darted about, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he chuckled as he gripped the Snow Drinking Blade and charged directly at the gaunt old man.

Watching Ye Ling charge towards him, the gaunt old man was initially surprised, then a hint of joy flickered in his eyes, "Haha, finally giving up, are you? Heaven had a path for you that you did not take, and instead, you barged into hell!"

"Since you are seeking death, I shall grant it to you!"

The gaunt old man gave a ferocious smile, his body suddenly surged forward, his pitch-black dagger aiming straight for Ye Ling’s throat.

That icy intent to kill made Ye Ling feel terrified!

Spiritual Energy surged within Ye Ling, the Snow Drinking Blade shimmered with a cold light, as waves of terrifying deadly aura continuously emanated from it.

The gaunt old man, fast as lightning, closed the distance to Ye Ling in a blink, flicking his wrist, the pitch-black dagger sliced through the air, fiercely stabbing towards Ye Ling.

All of this happened too quickly, Ye Ling simply couldn’t avoid it.

Moreover, the old fellow deliberately targeted a vital spot on Ye Ling’s neck, a deadly weakness.

If it hit, Ye Ling would undoubtedly be dead!

Just as the gaunt old man’s black dagger was about to reach Ye Ling’s neck, suddenly a bright light flashed, a silver flash of cold light suddenly surged wildly in Ye Ling’s left hand.

The silvery blade light instantly split the sky and struck the black dagger in the gaunt old man’s hand.

The black dagger was sent flying by Ye Ling’s strike, and the gaunt old man’s body was also forced to retreat, his body experiencing waves of pain.

The overpowering force contained within the dagger forced the gaunt old man to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood unintentionally.

"How... how is this possible, how could your strength be so strong!" the gaunt old man gasped, yelling in disbelief.

"Heh!"

Ye Ling smiled faintly, tapped his toe lightly, and his figure leaped fiercely forward, his Snow Drinking Blade stabbing again towards the gaunt old man’s throat.

The gaunt old man hastily dodged, but he hadn’t completely escaped Ye Ling’s pursuit.

Ye Ling flipped the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand and once again fiercely stabbed towards the gaunt old man’s shoulder.

"Puchi!"

Blood sprayed, Ye Ling’s Snow Drinking Blade smoothly pierced through the gaunt old man’s shoulder, piercing his entire arm.

The crimson blood flowed continuously from the wound, staining half of his garment red.

"Damn bastard, I must kill you!"

The gaunt old man, seeing himself wounded by Ye Ling in one strike, was instantly furious, his eyes reddened and ferocious, and his pitch-black dagger stabbed directly towards Ye Ling’s head.

This moment, the gaunt old man unleashed the mid-stage power of the Celestial Realm without any reservation, terrifying gusts swept wildly from his body, causing the floor’s stones around him to fly.

Ye Ling’s eyes narrowed, he tapped the ground with his toes, his figure jumped violently, and his Snow Drinking Blade again struck down towards the gaunt old man’s neck.

"Hmph!"

The gaunt old man grunt coldly, his eyes sinister, and his pitch-black dagger suddenly stabbed fiercely towards Ye Ling’s chest.

"Whew whew whew!"

Ye Ling’s silhouette flickered continuously, almost simultaneously, his Snow Drinking Blade chopped down thrice, sending three sword beams streaking towards three different directions of the scrawny old man.

Ye Ling’s attacks were extremely tricky, making it incredibly difficult for the scrawny old man to dodge.

Once he missed these three blade beams, Ye Ling would immediately seize the chance to pierce through his body.

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Therefore, these three attacks put the scrawny old man in a rather ragged state; he dared not delay and, swaying his body, he dodged Ye Ling’s attack and instantly counterattacked.

Ye Ling’s form was graceful, and the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand kept slashing out terrifying arcs of blade light, fiercely clashing with the scrawny old man.

"Demonic Fist!" the scrawny old man bellowed, striking out with both palms, sending rolling, dense black Demonic Qi wildly sweeping towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling, holding the Snow Drinking Blade, swung it straight at the onslaught of Demonic Qi.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force burst forth instantly, with Ye Ling’s Snow Drinking Blade fiercely colliding against that Demonic Fist.

The two terrifying powers clashed violently in midair, producing a thunderous noise.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Ye Ling’s body staggered backward repeatedly, nearly falling to the ground in a stumble.

While the scrawny old man appeared unscathed, standing there with a pale face, arms shaking, and a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"You indeed possess great strength, but it’s still not enough to kill me," the scrawny old man grinned hideously, tightening Ye Ling’s heart with his sinister expression.

"Is that so? Then let’s try again!" Upon hearing the scrawny old man’s words, Ye Ling gritted his teeth, a fierce light flaring in his eyes. He stomped his foot and abruptly lunged towards the scrawny old man.

"Little bastard, you’re courting death!" The scrawny old man’s face dramatically changed, completely unprepared for Ye Ling’s relentless pursuit.

"Devil’s Palm!"

"Go!" the scrawny old man roared, dashing rapidly towards Ye Ling, his black dagger sweeping through the air, sending a black streak of Demonic Qi howling towards the top of Ye Ling’s head.

This move of the scrawny old man was incredibly powerful and eerily unpredictable; even Ye Ling felt a chill in his heart, his complexion becoming extremely solemn.

"Little bastard, today I will send you to your death!" the scrawny old man laughed ferociously, swinging his black dagger wildly. A terrifying force exploded in midair, smashing brutally towards the top of Ye Ling’s head.

Ye Ling’s heart grew cold, the vast power within his body raging fiercely, True Yuan madly surged into the Snow Drinking Blade, a cold, foreboding gleam flickering along the blade, a cold light emerging in midair.

The cold light on the Snow Drinking Blade burst wildly, Ye Ling forcefully stepped forward, raised the Snow Drinking Blade high, and savagely chopped it forward.

Whoosh!

The Snow Drinking Blade and the scrawny old man’s black dagger collided fiercely, the terrifying wind gusting wildly, making Ye Ling’s body tremble uncontrollably.

Waves of terrifying force transmitted through his wrist made his arm go numb.

And Ye Ling’s body was violently forced to retreat backward.

His clothing burst apart, revealing his muscular build, which looked quite formidable.

"Damn bastard, I will grind you to dust!"

The scrawny old man noticed tiny cracks covering his black dagger.