Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 595: The Manifestation of Blade Intent

Although Li Wuji was seriously injured and could not exhibit eighty to ninety percent of his strength, he still possessed the combat power of a Saint. With just one move, he could kill Ye Ling, no problem whatsoever!

Ye Ling took a deep breath. He could tell that he truly was incapable of defeating Li Wuji now. If he didn't find a way to deal with Li Wuji, today he was doomed to perish here!

"Ye Ling, let's see how you defend against this strike!" Li Wuji snorted coldly, and then, with a single flick of his finger, a dazzling golden light burst forth, piercing through the void and shooting straight at Ye Ling.

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That golden light was the condensed force of the remaining power within his body, and it was one of his strongest attacks at the moment.

The might of this golden light was extremely formidable, thundering towards its target!

Feeling the overwhelming force contained within that golden light, Ye Ling's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of helplessness surged within him, since he couldn't muster an ounce of strength in his own body.

"Am I, Ye Ling, really going to die here today? I refuse to accept this!"

Ye Ling's eyes turned blood red, filled with a bloodthirsty gleam. His chest heaved rapidly, but the golden light was getting closer and closer to his head.

"Ye Ling, just wait to die! I'll make sure your life is worse than death, and you'll know what happens when you anger me!"

Li Wuji burst into wild laughter, his face twisted with ferocity, and his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty light. His rage had completely blinded him, and he had lost all reason, intent on nothing but Ye Ling's death.

In that instant, Ye Ling's hairs stood on end, his face was a picture of defiance, and the sword intent uncontrollably enveloped him!

Sword intent protecting its master!

At this moment, Ye Ling finally understood the subtlety of this strand of sword intent. It turned out that such sword intent had been imbued within him all along, ready for him to draw upon this immense power anytime he wished.

Just at contact, the sword intent was shattered by this overwhelming force, and the brilliant golden light landed unceremoniously on Ye Ling's chest.

Ye Ling's frail body shuddered violently as he was catapulted backward like a cannonball, flying more than ten meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

With a heavy thud, Ye Ling's body slammed into the earth, hitting the hard ground so fiercely that it created a crater.

Blood trickled ceaselessly from the corner of Ye Ling's mouth; his body felt as though it had been crushed, causing him to tremble in pain, his face flushed with strain.

Seeing this, a vicious smile spread across Li Wuji's face as he laughed heartily, "Ye Ling, how does it feel now, huh, hahaha!"

"Not bad, really not bad at all, this feeling is damn exhilarating!" Li Wuji grinned broadly, laughing as he walked towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling just lay there silently on the ground, lacking even the strength to twitch a finger; he was truly powerless.

Li Wuji arrived in front of Ye Ling, bent over to look down at him, his eyes shooting daggers: "Ye Ling, oh Ye Ling, now, you'll taste my medicine!"

"I'll make you understand what it means to oppose me!" Li Wuji said viciously. As he spoke, he lifted his foot and stamped it onto Ye Ling's chest.

"Ye Ling, let me give you a taste of this feeling!"

Li Wuji stepped down hard, and the overwhelming force directly pinned Ye Ling's body viciously to the ground, burying his entire frame into the soil.

"Ah..."

Ye Ling cried out in pain as an acute agony radiated from his chest, almost causing him to faint. That stomp had broken three of his ribs, and the force behind it was enough to be lethal!

Ye Ling's eyes were blood-red, and tears of blood continuously slid down from his eyes, his rage reaching an unprecedented fervor at that moment!

As the Northern Liao King, when had Ye Ling ever suffered such humiliation? If it were only him dying, his death could be attributed to his lack of skills.

But now, Ye Ling had so many brothers by his side, all of whom had fought bloodily with him, all of whom had fought to the death for him.

Now that they had all died tragically here, how could he possibly accept this!

"Li Wuji, I curse your grandmother!" Ye Ling roared furiously, and waves of overwhelming sabre intent burst forth from his body, the powerful surge spreading outwards.

The entire air was instantly filled with a dense sabre intent, the sharpness almost enveloping the entire field and causing everyone's hearts to beat violently.

The sabre intent emanating from Ye Ling seemed to morph into invincible Divine Weapons, piercing through the sky, making all the cultivators feel their scalps tingle and their hearts palpitate.

A blood-red long sabre phantom slowly emerged above Ye Ling's head, radiating a thick aura of menace, its edge icy and intent murderous, aiming straight for the heavens!

"The sabre, the sabre intent has taken shape?"

Li Wuji's eyes widened in shock, watching the swirl of sabre energy above Ye Ling's head, the streams of sabre energy twisting through the air like dragons, invoking a sense of dread.

It was commonly known that only upon comprehending the sabre intent at the sixth level could one reach the state where sabre intent takes physical form.

Moreover, once the state of sabre intent taking form was reached, the wielded sabre intent became an independent entity capable of fusing perfectly with the sabre intent of other cultivators!

"How is this possible? You, how could you possibly have comprehended the state of sabre intent taking shape! No, it's absolutely impossible!" Li Wuji exclaimed through clenched teeth, his expression ferocious and terrifying.

Li Wuji could neither believe nor accept this, how could a youngster who had not even reached the realm of a Saint comprehend the sabre intent at the sixth level?

Knowing that even within the realm of Saints, the sixth level of sabre intent was extremely rare, let alone within someone merely at the threshold of becoming a Saint—how could this be possible?!

Therefore, Li Wuji could not believe that Ye Ling had comprehended the sixth level of sabre intent taking form, but all of this was happening to Ye Ling, making it unbelievable for Li Wuji.

However, reality was telling him that everything was crystal clear, Ye Ling had indeed comprehended the nearly impossible sixth level of sabre intent!

Ye Ling's lips curved slightly upward, watching Li Wuji in front of him with a cold laugh.

"Li Wuji, didn't you always say you wanted to kill me, Ye Ling? Today, I'm standing right here, letting you slaughter me!" Ye Ling declared coldly, the killing intent in his eyes surging.