Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

"Damn it, is there something special inside you that swallowed up my Fire Snake Dance?"

Huo Lang gnashed his teeth and roared angrily, while Ye Ling merely smiled slightly.

"Huo Lang, your Fire Snake Dance is indeed powerful; it's a pity though, that you encountered me. It's destined that your Fire Snake Dance will only meet its doom."

"Whoosh!"

Ye Ling's figure flashed, and he rushed out again; the dragon-shaped phantom also immediately emerged behind him, and at that moment, his strength skyrocketed completely.

Golden light continuously burst out from within Ye Ling, the golden radiance condensing incessantly, eventually forming into a golden greatsword that covered the sky and obscured the sun!

The golden greatsword spanned the void, a terrifying fierce aura continuously emanating from it.

"What... what martial technique is this!"

"It has such terrifying power!"

Everyone was astonished; this golden greatsword felt as if it could destroy the heavens and obliterate the earth.

They even felt a sense of suffocation, as if the greatsword was the sharpest weapon in the world, capable of easily slicing everything into pieces!

This aura made many people present feel fearful.

They felt as if they were standing right in front of the greatsword, unable to muster any strength throughout their bodies.

"What... what martial technique is this!"

Huo Lang's pupils shrank sharply, looking at Ye Ling in front of him with immense fear, wondering how such a terrible martial technique could be possessed by this detestable young man!

"Rumble rumble!"

Suddenly, the golden greatsword trembled violently, a terrible oppressive force burst forth instantly, and the sound of terrifying thunder resonated wildly between heaven and earth.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately, the golden greatsword slashed down crazily, directly cutting the air into pieces everywhere it passed.

The ground where Huo Lang stood had instantly been split into a hundred-meter long deep pit, showing how truly terrifying the power of the greatsword was.

Huo Lang felt the terrible sense of danger behind him, turning pale with fright and quickly retreating to the side.

"Damn it, where did your greatsword come from to have such terrifying power!"

"I don't believe your greatsword can keep this up forever, just wait and see!"

Huo Lang gnashed his teeth and roared, and Ye Ling laughed coldly, his figure ghostly as he charged again.

"Die! Die for me! Today I will show you the trump card I have never used before anyone!"

Huo Lang roared wildly, his spear directly smashing down towards Ye Ling.

Above the spear tip, red light continuously jumped, and the terrifying fluctuations made the entire space wildly shimmer.

"Clang clang clang!"

Sounds of metal clashing continuously rang out, but Ye Ling's figure did not slow down at all; his punch smashed out, terrible force roaring along the spear.

"How is this possible! He can actually withstand my strongest move!"

Huo Lang exclaimed, but Ye Ling's body directly repelled his long spear, and his figure charged at Huo Lang once more.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ye Ling relentlessly struck one palm after another, each palm sending Huo Lang's long spear flying, then his figure charged out again.

One blast after another, the battle between the two was intensely fierce; neither could overcome the other.

"How could this youngster's combat strength be so terrifying! How could he possibly possess such formidable combat strength? What secret is hidden within him!"

Huo Lang, with a gloomy expression, whispered lowly. He hadn't expected that Ye Ling's strength would be so overpoweringly formidable that he even matched him in close combat skills, something Huo Lang simply couldn't bear.

Ye Ling brutally kicked Huo Lang in the abdomen, sending Huo Lang flying outwards and heavily crashing to the ground in the distance.

"Thud!"

Huo Lang's body hit the ground, and a mouthful of crimson blood spurted out. He struggled to get up from the ground, but his face was terribly pale.

"Damn it! How can this youngster's body be so sturdy? It's even more terrifying than a Divine Weapon. How can his defense be so freakishly strong."

"Could it be because of this blade?"

Huo Lang muttered to himself, thinking if the blade really was related to the youngster, then his body was defying the heavens too much.

"Huo Lang, do you admit defeat now?"

Ye Ling slowly walked up to Huo Lang and asked.

"Hmph, admit defeat?!"

"I, Huo Lang, have never even learned how to spell 'defeat;' I have never lost before, and I definitely will not admit defeat!"

Huo Lang roared furiously through gritted teeth.

He, a high-ranking expert of the Imperial Dao realm, was continuously humiliated before Ye Ling, which made his facial expression extremely unpleasant!

While speaking, Huo Lang launched a frenzied attack towards Ye Ling.

His arms were covered with flames as if two flood dragons were coiling around them.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Huo Lang kept swinging his long spear, with fiery red flames, resembling agile serpents, gushing out incessantly.

The fiery red flames engulfed Ye Ling entirely.

"This kid is done for. Huo Lang's martial technique is tremendously powerful; he simply can't withstand it. Once touched by the flames, he will undoubtedly be burned to death!"

"Yes, even high-ranking experts at the imperial level, once they touch Huo Lang's fiery martial technique, will be turned to ashes."

"This kid is definitely finished, Huo Lang has killed countless enemies in his lifetime, and his fiery martial technique has almost reached the pinnacle!"

Those spectators below were chattering, but their expressions soon froze.

Seeing Huo Lang wildly swinging his long spear, with the fiery red flames sweeping around fiercely, at that moment, a mocking look flashed through Ye Ling's eyes, with the corner of his mouth curling up slightly.

"Clang!"

A sound of a blade ringing filled the area as an almost heaven-splitting blade intent suddenly burst forth at that moment!

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a sword entirely white as snow, the Snow Drinking Blade, boldly appeared in Ye Ling's hand.

Upon the blade, cold light blossomed, and the chilling coldness continually spread, causing the temperature around to drop sharply.

The blade of the Snow Drinking Blade slightly trembled, and terrifying blade light spread madly around, freezing the surrounding void into what seemed like ice crystals, with snowflakes scattering around.

The fiery red flames from Huo Lang and the frosty force from the Snow Drinking Blade collided fiercely mid-air.