Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the crowd's expressions all changed.

Ma Xianhong, the junior Sect Hierarch of the Night Sky Sect, immediately turned to the second Island Master of Sky Wolf Island and said in a deep voice, "Second Island Master, regardless of whether what the Northern Liao King says is true or false, I'm afraid that only by joining forces can we possibly kill him!"

"Of course, I must avenge my elder brother's death!"

The Second Island Master said through gritted teeth.

Then, both of them waved their hands at the same time, and dozens of powerhouses from the Night Sky Sect and Sky Wolf Island rushed towards Ye Ling.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs dare to lay hands on me."

A hint of indifferent smile hooked on the corner of Ye Ling's mouth.

Afterwards, a terrifying aura erupted from Ye Ling's body, and visible waves of Qi rapidly spread out with Ye Ling at the center.

The originally calm sea surface, at this moment, boiled over as waves began to surge one after another.

Where the momentum passed, those rushing towards Ye Ling dropped into the sea like dumplings.

Only after a moment did these people slowly emerge from the sea, already voiceless.

Just during a brief encounter, all the members below the level of Great Grandmaster from the Night Sky Sect and Sky Wolf Island were dead!

With Ye Ling's strength, he didn't even need to take action to kill them; just the presence of his own aura was enough to instantly shatter the hearts of these people, the strongest among them no more than Grandmasters.

The Great Grandmasters who were rushing towards Ye Ling suddenly halted, their eyes filled with fear.

Such divine might, could it really be something the War King could possess?

Perhaps even the peak warriors of the Liao Kingdom's summit couldn't boast such formidable power, could they?

Just the release of his own aura, and he instantaneously killed dozens of experts, even Grandmasters!

"Why do you stop? Where is the momentum you had when you wanted to kill me?"

Ye Ling revealed a mocking smile and said lightly.

Those Great Grandmasters dared not step forward to confront Ye Ling any further; facing an existence with such terrifying power, they knew that an encounter would certainly be fatal.

At this moment, both the Second Island Master and Ma Xianhong were also dumbfounded, obviously not expecting Ye Ling's strength to be so formidable.

Seeing that no one dared to make a move, Ye Ling also said with an indifferent expression, "Well then, since you don't dare to come forward, allow me to do it!"

As his voice fell, Ye Ling lightly tapped the sea surface with the tip of his foot, then like a cannonball, he charged towards the group of Great Grandmasters.

"Run!"

Somebody suddenly shouted, and those Great Grandmasters scattered in all directions like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow.

A hint of disdain appeared on the corner of Ye Ling's mouth as he murmured, "Think you can run?"

Then, like a reaper, Ye Ling plunged into the midst of the Great Grandmasters to begin his harvest.

These Great Grandmasters, deemed strong in any setting, were now like frail ants in Ye Ling's hands, easily crushed upon contact!

One after another, Great Grandmasters were slain by Ye Ling, their bodies falling into the sea.

The blood quickly dyed the sea red, attracting bloodthirsty sharks drawn by the scent of blood.

Above the sea, Ye Ling continued to reap the lives of the Great Grandmasters from the Night Sky Sect and Sky Wolf Island.

Below the sea, bloodthirsty, famished sharks tore at the corpses of the powerhouses from both sides.

The scene was a bit bloody; even the salty scent in the seawater couldn't suppress the pungent smell of blood.

Watching Ye Ling descend like a god among men, the Eastern Sea King on the deck filled his eyes with longing.

Having taken the position of the Eastern Sea King, he too once held grand ambitions.

Alas, with age and weakening strength, his ambitious dreams eventually faded with time.

But now, upon witnessing Ye Ling's tyrannical and unparalleled demeanor, a flame of hope was rekindled in the eyes of the Eastern Sea King.

In Ye Ling, he saw a possibility.

A possibility that reignited his confidence, returning him to the days when he first became the Eastern Sea King!

In just a few minutes, not a single Great Grandmaster who had scattered in escape could get away; they all perished at the hands of Ye Ling.

The warriors of the Eastern Sea Navy on the deck looked at Ye Ling with eyes filled with awe.

In the face of such a powerful being, who could slaughter Great Grandmasters as if butchering chickens and dogs, who wouldn't feel awe?

After dealing with these Great Grandmasters, Ye Ling boarded a ship of Sky Wolf Island.

Ma Xianhong, seeing that the situation was amiss, no longer cared about the people of Sky Wolf Island and immediately signaled the people on the ship to set sail and flee.

Ye Ling turned his head to glance at Ma Xianhong and then the corner of his mouth curved into a disdainful smile.

"May I borrow your sword."

Ye Ling murmured.

Before the Second Island Master could react, the sword hanging by his waist was already drawn from its sheath by Ye Ling.

Then, with the long sword in hand, Ye Ling slashed out towards the swiftly retreating ship of the Night Heaven Sect.

"Whoosh!"

A dazzling Sword Qi burst forth from the blade, then raced toward the ship with a speed far surpassing that of the vessel.

"Sizzle!"

With a single moment, the Sword Qi pierced through Ma Xianhong's body.

Afterward, Ma Xianhong stood motionless as if a pause button had been pressed, with no further movement.

Only after a full three seconds did Ma Xianhong's body split in two and tumble into the sea.

The strongest of the Eastern Sea's younger generation had fallen like this!

The so-called strongest of the young generation was nothing more than an ant that could be casually slain by a flick of Ye Ling's sword.

After killing Ma Xianhong, Ye Ling no longer paid attention to the departing ship of the Night Heaven Sect; instead, he reinserted the long sword into the Second Island Master's scabbard by his waist.

While Ye Ling didn't care about the life or death of the people of the Night Heaven Sect, the Eastern Sea King simply couldn't let them get away.

He knew all too well the consequences of letting the tiger return to the mountain and immediately ordered the Eastern Sea Navy warriors beside him, "Immediately pursue them, and obliterate everyone from the Night Heaven Sect!"
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"Yes!"

A few Eastern Sea Navy warriors immediately responded, then lowered the speedboats from the cruise ship and chased after the Night Heaven Sect's ship.

Ye Ling did not concern himself with these trivialities, but instead, set his gaze upon the Second Island Master.

"Spare my life..."

The Second Island Master knelt before Ye Ling, trembling, and begged for mercy.

Looking down on him from a height, Ye Ling spoke with an indifferent tone, "When the commoners of the Eastern Sea begged you for mercy, did you spare them?"

"I have already said before, those who dare disturb the peace of the Dragon Nation will undoubtedly die!"

The Second Island Master, as if drained of all strength, collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with the color of despair.

Facing the terrifying existence that was Ye Ling, the Second Island Master, though a War King, couldn't even muster the courage to resist.

With an indifferent gaze, Ye Ling casually pointed a finger at the Second Island Master.

A surge of energy instantly penetrated the Second Island Master's body, destroying it.

Until the light in his eyes faded, a hint of regret still lingered in the Second Island Master's eyes.

With a leap, Ye Ling returned to the cruise ship.

He swept his gaze over Chen Dao and the others, and upon seeing that they were all unharmed, he finally relaxed.