Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 527: What a Daring Act!

And his eyes, at that moment, were filled with utter horror.

"Speak, who sent you here?"

Ye Ling walked coldly over to the man's side and asked. The man's lips trembled slightly, his complexion deathly pale, but he did not dare utter a single word.

Ye Ling shook his head; this fellow was really too weak, not holding up at all.

Such a pathetic creature had come to assassinate him. For Ye Ling, killing this man would be as easy as flipping his hand.

"Since you won't talk, then you may die!" Ye Ling shook his head, then stepped forward, and terrifying blade auras swept out wildly, engulfing the unfortunate soul within.

"Ah! No!" The man screamed in terror, watching helplessly as the blade aura descended upon him, instantly tearing apart his body.

A cloud of blood mist spread out, completely enveloping his body as his screams came to an abrupt end.

Ye Ling looked at that cloud of blood mist and sneered. This person was probably just a small fry; getting anything useful out of his mouth was unlikely, so he didn't bother wasting time.

Immediately afterward, Ye Ling turned around, ready to leave.

But at that moment, Ye Ling's steps abruptly halted, and he glanced out of the window at the street.

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth curled up into a devilish smile, and a sharp glint flickered endlessly in his eyes.

"Hehe, so you've finally lost your patience, huh? In that case, come on out!" Ye Ling murmured softly.

Thereupon, he quickly retreated, his footsteps thumping backward, and soon Ye Ling's silhouette had vanished around the corner of the street.

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At the edge of the street, Ye Ling's figure emerged, a strange smile on his lips and a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Soon, on the rooftop across the street, a young man dressed in a white robe slowly landed on the ground, a pitch-black dagger in his hand.

The short blade looked utterly ordinary, but it exuded a chillingly terrifying aura that was daunting, making it unapproachable!

And there was also a terrifying murderous aura coiling around the young man.

The young man in the white robe had a dark, terrifying look on his face as his gaze was tightly fixed on a derelict building in the distance, a bone-chilling murderous intent spreading from his body, as tumultuous as a tidal wave.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect it, that you would actually be hiding here. What good luck." The man in white said coldly to himself, his eyes erupting with a cold light.

The figure slowly lifted his arm, and with a slight shake of his wrist, a cold light stealthily emerged and then swiftly flew out.

"Swoosh!" The cold light tore through the sky, incredibly fast, heading straight for the figure.

Ye Ling saw this cold light but remained calm and composed, the cold smile in his eyes growing more intense.

"Hmph, since you seem so eager to court death, I'll oblige you. Let's see who kills whom!" Ye Ling's lips curled slightly, a cold light splintered from his eyes, and with a stomp on the ground, his body shot forward like a cannonball, hurtling wildly ahead.

Ye Ling was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, he had already covered the three to four hundred meters distance to the man in white.

The short blade in the figure's hand suddenly shook, and a terrifying intent to kill crazily surged forth from within it.

Whoosh whoosh! Two streaks of cold light, like arrows, shot straight out, carrying a ferocious aura directly at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling sneered, his toes pointed on the ground, his body leaped up, and in his hand, the Snow Drinking Blade transformed into a dazzling and resplendent light screen, fiercely meeting those two streaks of cold light.

"Boom!"

Two streaks of cold light and Ye Ling's blade curtain violently collided.

In an instant, they intertwined and exploded with a bang, sending terrible gusts howling past, disheveling people's hair, yet not a single hair on them was harmed.

"What formidable power!"

The white-robed man's pupils shrank, the surprise in his eyes intensifying again, before he took a deep breath, stamped his foot, and shot straight into the sky. In his hands, the short blade viciously slashed downward.

"Whoosh!"

That terrifying blade light, carrying a fearsome power, surged wildly forward.

Streaks of white haloes violently fluctuated wherever the blade light passed.

"Hehe, bring it on!" Ye Ling eyed the white blade light slashing maniacally towards him, his eyes flashing with ferocity,

He threw the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand violently, and a terrible blade energy roared skywards to meet the oncoming blade light with a thunderous impact.

"Boom boom!"

The terrible power burst forth incessantly, the two blade lights engaging in a frenzied duel.

The forces ravaged the surroundings, causing the space to tremble violently. The power was so daunting it took one's breath away.

The white-robed young man stared intently at Ye Ling, his eyes brimming with solemnity; he had not expected Ye Ling's strength to be so formidable, to be able to withstand his attack like that.

Ye Ling slowly stood in front of the white-robed young man, a mocking smile on his face.

He casually swung the Snow Drinking Blade and said coldly, "Heh, if I'm not mistaken, you must be a member of the Blood Wolf organization, right?"

"Indeed, it's me!" The white-robed young man stared at Ye Ling, his gaze sharp as ever, his aura increasingly fierce and intense.

"I didn't expect that the Blood Wolf organization would make their way here, such boldness! I really wonder where you get the courage from."

Ye Ling said with a light laugh, the mockery in his eyes growing thicker.

Dealing with such minions, he didn't need to resort to any trump cards; his realm and strength were enough to crush the opponent.

"Hmph! Don't you people of the Dragon Kingdom like to kill our people of the Luo Sha Kingdom?"

"Now I want to see who truly deserves to be killed!" The white-robed man shouted coldly, his body seething with murderous intent, his eyes blood-red and filled with savage flashes.

Ye Ling slowly shook his head, wearing a scornful smile, "Hehe, our Dragon Kingdom provoke you? It seems like Luo Sha Kingdom's provocations came first, right?"

"Since you're so eager to kill the people of our Dragon Kingdom, then today I'll send you to paradise!"

Ye Ling roared angrily, his body surged forward, his figure ghostly as he pounced towards the white-robed young man.

The Snow Drinking Blade in his hand slashed down directly; terrible cold light danced crazily on the blade's edge, as if it could explode at any moment.

The white-robed young man's face was extremely solemn, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged wildly.

His wrist flicked fiercely, the incomparably sharp short blade immediately unsheathed, sending streaks of white cold light shooting out continuously.