Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Ye Ling, who was seated in the council hall, also slowly rose to his feet and then strode toward the exit.

Seeing Ye Ling's movements, Chen Dao and the others started to prepare to follow.

"You needn't follow me."

Ye Ling's indifferent voice rang out.

Hearing this, Chen Dao and the others stopped in their tracks, standing their ground.

Ye Ling, however, casually walked out of the council hall. He stood at the entrance, his gaze landing on the Second and Third Alliance Hierarchs.

"Who might you be?"

The Third Alliance Hierarch looked at Ye Ling with cold eyes and asked in a deep voice.

The frost-filled apricot blossom eyes flickered with naked murderous intent.

Though the Second Alliance Hierarch was a lot more composed, his eyes still brimmed with murderous intent when he looked at Ye Ling.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling let out a light chuckle, then replied, "Aren't you here looking for me?"

"Oh? So you are the madman who killed my younger brother?"

The Second Alliance Hierarch's eyebrows raised, and his body suddenly surged with violent murderous intent.

A hint of mockery flashed through Ye Ling's eyes as he sized up the two.

Then, chuckling, he said, "If you are here to avenge your younger brother, why not make your move?"

"Hmph! If you're seeking death, then I shall oblige!"

The Third Alliance Hierarch snorted coldly and then transformed into a shadow, charging directly at Ye Ling.

As she rushed toward Ye Ling, a dagger had somehow appeared in her hand.

The dagger was no longer than half an arm, but it was covered with sharp barbs.

If one were pierced by this dagger, only when it was pulled out would true despair set in.

The spine-chilling barbs on the dagger, if pulled out, would inevitably tear out a large chunk of flesh.

"For a woman, the weapon you've chosen is quite venomous."

"As the ancients say, 'Nothing is more difficult to deal with than petty men and women'; it seems they didn't deceive me."

Ye Ling said with a light laugh.

Seeing Ye Ling's nonchalant demeanor, the murderous intent in the Third Alliance Hierarch's eyes intensified.

Her speed immediately increased sharply, rushing at Ye Ling like a fierce wind.

"Die!"

In the blink of an eye, the Third Alliance Hierarch had arrived in front of Ye Ling, emitting a thunderous shout.

At the same time, her dagger flashed with a cold gleam, plunging directly toward Ye Ling's face!

Ye Ling, however, acted as if he hadn't noticed, making no move from beginning to end.

As the dagger was about to strike Ye Ling's face, the strong members of the Eastern Alliance present all revealed a hint of excited smiles.

It was as if seeing Ye Ling die miserably by their Third Alliance Hierarch's dagger was something thrilling for them!

Even the murderous intent in the Third Alliance Hierarch's eyes had been replaced by excitement as if she had already seen the scene of her dagger successfully stabbing into Ye Ling's face.

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Just then, Ye Ling's calm voice suddenly resonated.

Immediately after, he swiftly raised his right hand, using only two fingers to clamp down on the Third Alliance Hierarch's dagger.

The incredibly sharp barbs and blade edge of the dagger seemed utterly unable to harm Ye Ling.

It was as though Ye Ling's hand was not made of flesh and blood but constructed of exceptionally hard steel.

Suddenly, a look of terror appeared on the Third Alliance Hierarch's face. No matter how much she struggled, those two fingers that clamped the dagger were as immovable as mountains, steadfast and unshaken.

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"You…"

The third Alliance Hierarch spoke with a trembling voice.

Without thinking further, the third Alliance Hierarch immediately abandoned her dagger and retreated backwards.

Ye Ling chuckled lightly and said, "Thinking of leaving now? Don't you think it's a bit late?"

As soon as the words fell, a large hand clamped down on the third Alliance Hierarch's neck.

A terrifying force erupted on her neck, instantly causing a series of bone-grinding sounds.

The Eastern Alliance experts standing in the courtyard all looked on with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

After all, the third Alliance Hierarch was a bonafide Battle King-level expert!

Her strength far surpassed that of the already deceased fourth Alliance Hierarch!

Yet such a Battle King-level expert was now effortlessly held by the neck by Ye Ling, without the slightest power to resist.

The third Alliance Hierarch could clearly feel her breathing growing more and more difficult, as a strong sense of suffocation swept over her whole body in an instant.

She looked at Ye Ling, her eyes filled with fear and pleading.

Ye Ling met her gaze with a hint of a smile in his eyes and said indifferently, "Do you regret it now?"

The third Alliance Hierarch wanted to speak, but with her neck clamped by Ye Ling, no matter how she tried to open her mouth, she could never make any sound.

She had even given up on resisting; how could she escape from an existence who could pinch her dagger with just two fingers and, no matter how hard she tried, would never allow the dagger to advance even a fraction more?

The hand holding her neck was like iron pincers, immovable!

"Insolent fool!"

The second Alliance Hierarch also recovered from his shock and immediately let out a roar.

Following that, like a roc spreading its wings, he lunged directly at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling glanced at him, and a terrifying aura suddenly rose from his body.

The second Alliance Hierarch, shrouded in this aura, felt as if he was being targeted by a primeval ferocious beast.

If he made the slightest move, he felt that in the next second, he would end up in the jaws of this primal beast, becoming its food!

This sensation of being targeted by a terrifying entity made the second Alliance Hierarch come to an immediate halt in his charge towards Ye Ling, not daring to make any further moves.

He looked at Ye Ling, his eyes filled with apprehension.

"Enough, let her go."

Just then, an aged voice suddenly came from the Rolls-Royce.

At the sound, Ye Ling's mouth curved into a smile, and he immediately released the neck of the third Alliance Hierarch.

Then, as if tossing away trash, he threw the third Alliance Hierarch to one side.

Ye Ling looked towards the Rolls-Royce and said with a smile, "You've finally deigned to speak. I was beginning to think you were mute."

"It's been a while since Dongcheng Guan, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

The aged voice sounded again and then continued, "If you wouldn't mind, please get in the car for a chat."

Ye Ling nodded and walked directly toward the Rolls-Royce.

The Eastern Alliance experts in the courtyard, seeing Ye Ling approach the vehicle, did not dare to make a move to stop him.

With both the third and second Alliance Hierarchs no match for Ye Ling, what could these people, at most Grandmasters, possibly do but offer themselves up?

Ye Ling entered without hindrance, his expression serene as he opened the car door and sat inside.

"With your heaven-reaching strength, my fourth brother caused trouble for you and deserved his fate," came the old voice from within the car.

"We of the Eastern Alliance will let this matter rest here. How does that sit with you?"

The voice from inside the car spoke.

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