Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 476: That was close

But now, the combat power of the two was evenly matched.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, a cry of "kill" erupted from Ye Ling’s mouth, as he swung the Snow Drinking Blade again, sending another blade light whistling toward the phantom.

The phantom gritted its teeth, tapped the void with the tip of its foot, and waved its long sword again. A flash of sword light, and a series of sharp, unmatched sword lights crazily tore through the sky, enveloping Ye Ling with wild abandon.

"Slaying Dragon Art!"

Ye Ling roared, summoning all four layers of his blade intent. The blade lights scattered in mid-air like raindrops.

Seeing this, the phantom’s face darkened, and it hastily swung its long sword to block the sky-full of blade lights. Each attack of the blade lights made it feel uncomfortable all over, even to the point of excruciating pain.

Ye Ling stomped his foot, and his body shot forward like a cannonball toward the phantom, with the Snow Drinking Blade waving again in his hand.

"Slay Dragon!"

"Buzz!"

A golden dragon roared out, carrying a mighty wave of air, and swept crazily toward the phantom.

Witnessing this move from Ye Ling, the phantom’s eyes were filled with shock, thinking that his strength was insanely overpowering.

This attack made him feel a hint of the threat of death, and this threat was becoming increasingly intense!

The phantom didn’t dare to neglect, hurriedly sweeping out with the cold iron profound ice sword in its hand. Sword lights burst forth from the sword, dense like raindrops.

The dense sword lights oppressed Ye Ling from all directions. His eyes sparkled, and he swung the Snow Drinking Blade once again.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Flashes of cold light, dazzlingly brilliant, met the sword lights. Striking the Snow Drinking Blade, they were instantly turned to ashes.

Ye Ling’s figure stood firm, his Snow Drinking Blade swinging like thunder, slashing wildly down toward the phantom.

"Thud!"

The phantom, wielding the cold iron profound ice sword, resisted Ye Ling’s terrifying onslaught. His figure couldn’t help but stagger more than ten yards backward before barely managing to steady himself.

The phantom raised its head, eyeing the nearby Ye Ling with a heavy look, thinking how incredibly powerful the young man was. The continuous attacks were somewhat unbearable for him.

Ye Ling’s figure was elusive, and the Snow Drinking Blade continuously slashed towards the phantom. On its blade, a white light bloomed, like a full moon, illuminating the entire sky.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Ye Ling’s Snow Drinking Blade moved in mid-air, a white blade light, like lightning, furiously racing towards the phantom.

The phantom’s face turned slightly pale, eyes tightly fixed on the trajectory of the Snow Drinking Blade, its gaze exceedingly solemn.

Suddenly, the phantom’s cold iron profound ice sword picked up, sending a brilliant sword light crazily shooting out, meeting Ye Ling’s Snow Drinking Blade head-on.

The two attacks collided instantly, the terrifying powers crazily entwined together, emitting a series of thunderous roars. The entire heaven and earth were filled with suffocating, terrifying fluctuations.

Bang!

Immediately, the cold iron mystic ice sword in the phantom’s hand trembled, unleashing a terrifying force, but Ye Ling’s attack was even stronger!

The phantom’s attack couldn’t last for more than a few breaths before it directly collapsed. Ye Ling, with a twist of the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand, chopped down directly at the phantom, engulfing it with a terrifying force in an instant.

"It’s over, buddy!" The corner of Ye Ling’s mouth curled up with a hint of mockery.

But suddenly, Ye Ling’s pupils shrank as he saw bursts of blinding sword lights flying towards him. Ye Ling cursed inwardly and quickly sidestepped to one side.

The sword light brushed past where Ye Ling had just been standing, splattering blood, and it was clear that a thread of sword light had penetrated his clothes at his waist, deep to the bone!

"Damn!"

Ye Ling’s face changed drastically, and he frantically backpedaled, swinging the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand through the air, sending a blade light whistling out to slash at the mass of sword light in mid-air.

Bang!

The slash shattered the sword light, turning it into myriads of fading sword flashes scattered across the sky and disappearing into the air.

Ye Ling stood still, sweat beading on his forehead.

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He had no way to resist that last strike, and if he had been any later, he might well have been a corpse by now.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, eyes slightly narrowed, greatly shocked by what had just happened.

The phantom’s strength was astonishingly great.

He couldn’t fathom the true extent of the phantom’s strength.

But he was certain that the phantom’s combat awareness was far superior to his own!

Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, holding the Snow Drinking Blade and walking forward step by step with an indifferent smile on his face and a piercing gaze.

"Buddy, I must admit, your combat awareness is indeed strong, but still, I won this time!" Ye Ling laughed coldly, the Snow Drinking Blade lightly pointing forward.

The phantom’s face grew grim, his eyes cold as he watched Ye Ling and sneered, "Kid, you got lucky this time. Next time, let’s do this again!"

Ye Ling said nothing more, swinging his blade, and the phantom instantly exploded. Then, a familiar dizziness hit, and Ye Ling’s consciousness returned to reality.

Feeling the power within his body, he smirked, "Heh, this battle must have solidified my mid-tier Celestial status, right?"

Ye Ling felt the power within him, his lips curling into a joyful smile.

Although the phantom had put him under considerable pressure, thankfully he had still won, so Ye Ling’s mood had improved a lot.

While Ye Ling was pondering his next move, he suddenly heard the sounds of fighting outside. His brows furrowed, certain that no one else would be in these wild, remote mountains.

He moved out silently and took a closer look, only to see that Gao Quan, Ling Feng, and others were battling a group of genetic warriors!

These genetic warriors, immensely hulking and frighteningly strong, had muscles like coiled dragons, filled with explosive power.

Although Aguza and his group were not weak, they were still struggling against the siege of these genetic warriors, continually losing ground!

"Gao Quan, what should we do? These bastards are too strong!" Aguza gritted his teeth in rage, fury blazing in his eyes.

"I don’t know either, but right now, the only thing we can do is hold this position and hope that the boss realizes what’s happening and gets here fast!" Gao Quan sighed.