Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 469 - Die for Grandpa!

"Die, damn you!" Ye Ling roared, maximizing the fourth layer of his Slaying Dragon Art. Blade lights crazily bombarded the emaciated old man’s body.

The emaciated old man staggered back more than ten steps, his face deathly pale. Blood streamed from his mouth, his clothes already soaked, making him look utterly wretched.

Veins throbbed on the forehead of the emaciated old man as he glared at Ye Ling with a dark expression. He had never expected Ye Ling, under the enhancement of the fourth layer of the Slaying Dragon Art, to be so terrifying!

You see, there was a whole realm of difference between the two of them!

Logically speaking, even the fourth layer of the Slaying Dragon Art shouldn’t have been this overpowering, so why was Ye Ling’s power so formidable?

"Old man, stop dilly-dallying and show your ultimate move! Otherwise, killing you later will be all too simple. Do you believe it?"

Ye Ling smirked, his sneer tinged with a cold indifference.

His words precisely targeted the old man’s sore spot, infuriating him further.

Ye Ling was terrifying, not only had he killed his own grandson, was he now verbally abusing him as well?

The emaciated old man took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with ferocity. Then, with one hand, he grabbed a pitch-black dagger that suddenly appeared in his grasp.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

The dagger trembled slightly, and eerie fluctuations spread from it, growing continuously.

With the pitch-black dagger in hand, the emaciated old man slowly raised his head, his face contorted in ferocity. Suddenly, dark mist billowed out crazily, enveloping him instantly.

Meanwhile, the aura around the emaciated old man climbed higher and higher!

"Die!" The emaciated old man bellowed, leaping towards Ye Ling, stabbing furiously with the dagger in his hand.

The body of the emaciated old man spun continuously in mid-air, the dark black dagger flashing a bewitching cold light. It described bizarre arcs in the air, a terrifying killing aura engulfing the surroundings.

Meanwhile, Ye Ling’s face remained unchanged.

But on closer inspection, a subtle smirk hung at the corners of his mouth, not taking the emaciated old man seriously in the slightest.

"Shh, shh, shh!"

A sudden gust of wind kicked up around Ye Ling; the emaciated old man flicked his wrist, and the black dagger cut through the air. Terrifying glints of cold light furiously streaked toward Ye Ling’s chest.

"Break!"

Suddenly, Ye Ling shouted. The Snow Drinking Blade in his hand vibrated, and a terrifying blade intent blasted out, fiercely colliding with the old man’s offensive strike.

"Slaying Dragon Art!"

Ye Ling, holding the Snow Drinking Blade, unleashed waves of golden blade energy, surging skyward and blasting forward.

The blade light shredded the heavens, resembling a golden dragon, rushing directly toward the emaciated old man.

The two killing intents intermingled, forming a terrifying force that ravaged the space around them, creating continuous cracks.

The emaciated old man’s face drastically changed as the blade light easily shattered his attack and then furiously surged towards him at an unbelievable speed.

"Thump!"

The emaciated old man’s body heavily fell to the ground as a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his throat.

His face deathly pale, his body rolled across the ground more than a dozen times before he attempted to prop himself up to rise, only to suddenly feel the world spinning violently, his vision blurring.

Ye Ling’s face appeared before the emaciated old man, his expression cold as an iceberg. Watching the old man, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a chilling, sinister smile.

The old man’s pupils shrank, Ye Ling’s gaze filling him with a sense of dread, an overwhelming feeling of crisis engulfing him and making his heart pound violently.

"Old man, it’s your turn now!" Ye Ling smirked, and his Snow Drinking Blade suddenly slashed down, a bright blade light directly landing on the old man’s neck.

"No!"

"Stop!"

In a panic, the old man shouted in fury, but it was too late. A stream of fresh blood spurted out, and he stared wide-eyed at Ye Ling, his gaze filled with terror.

The old man’s head rolled on the ground, and after a few convulsions, he ceased to breathe entirely.

Only then did Gao Quan and the others dare to come forward, still carrying a hint of fear in their eyes.

It wasn’t that they hadn’t dared to come earlier, but such a battle was a suicidal venture for them.

They were simply no match for Ye Ling and could offer no help.

Ye Ling walked over to the corpse of the emaciated old man, bent down to pick up the storage ring from the ground, and put it in his pocket.

"Let’s go," Ye Ling said indifferently.

Gao Quan and the others nodded. They were no fools and knew that Ye Ling certainly did not want any further complications. They promptly followed him and turned to leave.

As Ye Ling and his group turned to leave, Gao Quan and the others quickly followed.

He walked out of the castle, looking at the sunset’s afterglow in the sky, feeling pleased.

The skinny old man from before was indeed a formidable person, but unfortunately, he had encountered him.

"Boss, where are we heading next?" Ling Feng asked.

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"You guys go back to the hotel and rest! Wait for my orders. I’m going to find Su Rou first to check on the progress of the suppressant potion, because before long, we’ll have a decisive battle with Baldy!"

"You should use this time to train hard and try to enhance your strength. This next fight could be very dangerous, so we must be prepared."

Upon hearing Ye Ling’s words, Aguza and the others nodded unanimously, looking solemn. They also understood the upcoming battle would be extremely tough!

"Boss, we definitely won’t let you down. Rest assured, we will give it our all!"

Aguza shouted loudly, his face filled with excitement. Ye Ling smiled but remained silent.

"Alright, I’m off."

Ye Ling waved his hand and turned to walk away, quickly disappearing from everyone’s sight.

Meanwhile, inside the capital’s Research Institute, Su Rou was deeply engrossed in preparing a reagent, accompanied by a man in military uniform whose shoulder bore three sparkling gold medals.

Clearly, this man held a significant rank as a military major!

"Miss Su, how are the results of the latest suppressant potion?" Su Rou nodded, her face showing fatigue but her eyes filled with deep gratitude as she looked at the major.