Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 557: Death, the Best Release!

The blade's energy sliced through the air, engulfing him like a mountain of swords amidst a sea of flames.

Ye Ling stood still, his eyes tightly shut. With a tremble, terrifying rays of blade light exploded in an instant, sweeping directly over Zhao Bing's body and flipping him through the air.

With a thud, Zhao Bing slammed hard onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"You lose."

Ye Ling slowly walked over, holding the Snow Drinking Blade by its hilt with one hand, looking down at Zhao Bing who lay on the ground unable to move, and spoke indifferently.

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Struggling to lift his head, Zhao Bing's eyes bulged. Looking at Ye Ling's icy gaze, he felt a chill throughout his body. He couldn't understand how he lost so quickly!

It wasn't just because he had underestimated Ye Ling, but also because he had never truly regarded this young man as a threat. Yet, who could have imagined that Zhao Bing would still lose!

This outcome was simply too unbelievable and an undeniable truth that Zhao Bing could not accept no matter what!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Bing gnashed his teeth and howled, his expression as ferocious as a rabid dog, making others feel disgusted.

Ye Ling cast a glance at Zhao Bing, and a cold laugh escaped him, the meaning of his smile plain to see.

Zhao Bing bore his teeth and glared at Ye Ling, his eyes filled with rage, but he was powerless to do anything.

Ye Ling's overwhelming strength had utterly crushed his self-esteem, leaving him feeling extremely humiliated.

"Zhao Bing, how does it feel, is it not very uncomfortable?"

"Anguished, very uncomfortable, right? You think you're a Grandmaster, the Lord of the Northern Domain, a powerful being who can look down on everyone, scorn all beings, and have everything go your way, who can also be the figure all cultivators look up to!"

"But you're wrong. The world isn't as you imagine it. There are many things beyond your control, and all your feelings of superiority stem from your arrogance."

"You believe there's nothing in this world you can't do, but reality has proven just how wrong you are!"

"So, never underestimate a person, otherwise you might be defeated by them!"

Ye Ling shook his head and said mockingly as he looked at Zhao Bing.

Upon hearing Ye Ling's words, Zhao Bing's face muscles twitched violently, his eyes brimming with a murderous rage, yet facing Ye Ling's formidable aura, he dared not act rashly.

Ye Ling's words pierced his chest like a steel needle, giving him an extreme sense of discomfort.

"Ye Ling, I admit, you are indeed very strong. Whichever technique you used, you defeated me."

"But don't forget, this is the City of Sins! Let me tell you, the person backing me is the Eastern Region Lord!"

"His strength is beyond your imagination. If you know what's good for you, get on your knees and beg for mercy. Maybe I'll consider sparing your life. Otherwise, you're doomed today!"

Zhao Bing said to Ye Ling with a deadly smile.

The Eastern Region Lord?

Ye Ling was initially startled by Zhao Bing's words, then shook his head helplessly: "It seems I need to teach you one last lesson before you die!"

"Sometimes, death is the best release!"

Ye Ling finished speaking, his wrist suddenly exerted force, and the Snow Drinking Blade chopped directly towards Zhao Bing's throat.

Zhao Bing's face drastically changed, but Ye Ling was too fast, he had no time to dodge. The Snow Drinking Blade, fiercely slashed across Zhao Bing's throat.

With a spluttering sound, blood spurted from Zhao Bing's throat as his eyes widened in disbelief at Ye Ling. He couldn't believe it, this damned bastard actually wanted to kill him!

"You... you actually killed me! Ye Ling, you... you will die a horrible death, for sure!"

Zhao Bing glared at Ye Ling as he spoke, his eyes revealing a hint of venomous hatred, as if he wished he could tear Ye Ling into pieces right then and there.

Ye Ling merely shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, a thick scent of blood immediately permeated the area.

Almost at the same time, the Eastern Region Lord Nangong Hua and the Western Region Lord Wang Kun ceased their fight, their eyes wide as bells, watching the scene that unfolded before Ye Ling in disbelief.

"Ye Ling, you really did it!" Nangong Hua, looking at the bloody scene in the arena, couldn't hide a trace of excitement beneath her mask.

As for Wang Kun, his expression at that moment was frozen, his complexion shifting uncertainly, his eyes filled with shock.

"How can this be, Zhao Bing was a half-step Saint level powerhouse, yet he lost to a high-level Heaven's Man realm youngster?"

"How could he possibly lose, it must be fake! It has to be fake!"

Wang Kun muttered to himself, unable to accept the truth, and this news for him was like a bolt from the blue!

He refused to believe that Ye Ling could actually win!

At that moment, the idea of retreat still lingered in Wang Kun's mind; Zhao Bing had already died at Ye Ling's hands.

How could he possibly be Ye Ling's opponent? Besides, there was Nangong Hua, watching like a tiger waiting to pounce, ready to strike at any moment!

So it was clear to Wang Kun that staying here would be like throwing himself into the tiger's den!

"I... I'm pulling out first!" Wang Kun took a deep breath and turned to escape immediately.

Just then, Nangong Hua suddenly shouted coldly, "Thinking of leaving now, isn't it a bit too late?"

Right after, Nangong Hua tapped her foot on the ground, her figure rocketing towards Wang Kun like the wind.

Her long sword swooped directly towards Wang Kun's neck with a deadly intent!

Whoosh, Nangong Hua's long sword sliced through the air, tearing through the void, and in the blink of an eye, it reached Wang Kun's face.

Faced with Nangong Hua's sudden attack, Wang Kun was startled and quickly deployed a series of Defensive Secret Techniques, attempting to block Nangong Hua's strike!

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of explosive sounds rang out, and in a clash of forces, neither could gain the advantage over the other!

But Nangong Hua didn't care about fairness; her long sword chopped fiercely, each strike carrying a ferocious force, powerful and heavy. With each swing, several sharp sword lights slashed through the air, howling towards Wang Kun's neck.

Wang Kun dared not take her lightly, waving his long sword to resist while also fending off Nangong Hua's onslaught. In an instant, Wang Kun's pressure increased manifold.

Ye Ling watched their fight with interest. Undoubtedly, Nangong Hua's sword technique was indeed strong, and her moves were fiercely brutal, with almost every attack aiming to kill!

But Wang Kun was also extremely experienced in combat, facing Nangong Hua's frenzied offense without any signs of disarray, defending himself methodically.