Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 555: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada

Amidst Zhao Bing's expression of sheer astonishment, he smashed forcefully onto the dagger.

"Thud!"

The terrifying sound reverberated through heaven and earth, the fearsome blade aura collapsed instantly, yet the pitch-black dagger continued its relentless course without any sign of stopping, still flying towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's face changed abruptly, and he swung the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand once more, sending a terrifying blade shadow flying out, slashing directly at the pitch-black dagger.

"Boom!"

A power so immense it was beyond imagination burst forth wildly; Zhao Bing's pitch-black dagger was directly sent flying by this fearsome strike.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the pitch-black dagger, and under that horrifying blade aura, it was forcibly split open.

"What! How is this possible!"

Zhao Bing, seeing his weapon directly cleaved by Ye Ling's sword, his face turned drastically, filled with shock. His weapon was his life-saving treasure, yet it was directly split by Ye Ling's sword!

"You, deserve to die!" Apparently influenced by the red pill, Zhao Bing's emotions had completely spiraled out of control, his eyes blood-red, a trace of venomous hatred flickering crazily from the depths of his gaze.

"Whiz, whiz, whiz!"

Zhao Bing's figure flickered in succession, and in the blink of an eye, he was right beside Ye Ling, his terrifying fist, carrying a rumbling punch, directly bombarded towards Ye Ling's head.

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This punch was imbued with Zhao Bing's strongest move; the punch's force was torrential like a breached dam, raging out wildly.

Once landed on Ye Ling, even if he had the power of multiple limbs, he would definitely not withstand it!

"Whiz, whiz!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, and the vast True Qi within his body surged wildly.

Then he stamped on the ground with his foot, his body shooting out like a cheetah, his hand wielding the blade, swiftly moving to meet Zhao Bing's fist!

Blade and fist collided, sending sparks flying; the terrifying power violently stirred up, and the ground around them was directly shattered.

Ye Ling stood firmly as if rooted to the spot, and his hand wielded the blade fiercely!

With a single slash, a terrifying force descended like a mountain bearing down. The power contained in this strike actually caused Zhao Bing's ferocious offensive to stagger, making him take several steps back.

Thud, thud, thud, Zhao Bing touched the ground with the tip of his foot, his figure diving towards Ye Ling like a hawk, fast as lightning, clawing through the air.

A deadly chill flickered in Ye Ling's eyes. His hand swept the Snow Drinking Blade horizontally, a dazzling blade light streaking across the sky, roaring out towards the front, sweeping through like a long ribbon.

Bang, bang!

The blade light collided wildly with the claw marks, producing deafening loud crashes, and both figures involuntarily retreated a few steps.

However, this time Zhao Bing had gained the upper hand.

Due to the red pill, Zhao Bing's cultivation had skyrocketed several times, and since Ye Ling was forced to mobilize the power within his body, Ye Ling was at a disadvantage in this collision!

Ye Ling gritted his teeth, but under these circumstances, there was no time to consider Zhao Bing's injuries.

The current Zhao Bing, his strength improved considerably compared to just moments ago, it wouldn't be so easy for him to defeat his opponent.

"You, must die! Your blood will run dry, you will experience unbearable pain!"

Zhao Bing bared his teeth in a ferocious smile, his cruel face entirely displaying a brutal color as he laughed hideously, those yellow teeth looking extraordinarily disgusting.

"Do you think, I would be afraid?!"

Ye Ling's lips curved into a mocking smile, his eyes sharp as blades, coldly staring at Zhao Bing, he roared low, "I will kill you! Let you taste the feeling of a heart being torn apart!"

Amidst the howling, Ye Ling's figure dashed towards Zhao Bing like a whirlwind, charging at him furiously.

The sharp blade light kept flickering, strands of blade qi wildly sweeping up, the murderous intent was piercing, filling the entire area with a rich, chilling intent to kill.

What Ye Ling was doing now was trying to delay, to drag on until the red pill was completely consumed, draining his strength entirely. Only in this way, he could completely suppress Zhao Bing!

Once he could stall until then, even if Zhao Bing's strength were recovered, what could it amount to?

Under his full power, Zhao Bing's slight strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, completely futile.

Zhao Bing's eyes bulged slightly, a fierce light flickering within, but Ye Ling's extremely prominent offensive forced him to focus and he could only barely defend!

Ye Ling's figure blurred, appearing right beside Zhao Bing, the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand like a dragon emerging from the sea, terrifying blade qi bombing out continuously, blade light swirling around the blade, roaring woefully with overflowing murderous intent.

Zhao Bing's face changed dramatically, but his body could not move an inch, because this time, Ye Ling was too fast, so fast he almost had no time to react!

"Damn you, bastard, I want you dead!"

Zhao Bing roared continuously, his figure crazily retreating, but the blade light followed closely behind, relentlessly bombarding his body. Each collision made him grunt, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Ye Ling's attacks grew sharper and more aggressive, and with that, the power of these assaults became increasingly terrifying. Zhao Bing's face grew paler and paler, and his robe was dyed red with blood.

"Haha! Zhao Bing, didn't expect it, did you? I will defeat you! Look at you now, what a sorry state you're in!"

Ye Ling laughed savagely, a fierce light splattering from his eyes, the terrible murderous aura continuously diffusing, the killing intent almost taking a tangible form.

Zhao Bing's expression was extremely gloomy, grinding his teeth while glaring at Ye Ling, but he was unable to say a word, for his defenses had been completely broken down by Ye Ling's terrifying attacks.

"Damn it! Die!"

Zhao Bing roared, the power within his body exploding completely, his clothes on the surface instantly shattered into pieces, a terrible trail of blood slowly trickling down his neck, falling to the ground.

"Splash!"

Blood slid down the neck, dropping to the ground, a crisp sound ringing out, giving one a somewhat spine-chilling feeling.

"Die!"

Fervent killing intent diffused from Zhao Bing's eyes, his body suddenly surged forward, his arms slammed onto the ground. The ground directly collapsed under his palms, terrifying forces like a landslide or tsunami blasting towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's brow furrowed slightly, he too swung the Snow Drinking Blade quickly, slashing at Zhao Bing, two terrifying powers meeting in mid-air, an extremely wild and fierce wind scattering in all directions.