Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 554 -

Ye Ling looked at the dagger shooting towards him, his heart pounding violently, and his complexion also solidified.

He was not reconciled. He was still so young and had many beautiful days ahead!

At this moment, various images flashed through Ye Ling's mind, and figures flickered, but each face was filled with reluctance and worry.

"Su Rou"

"Master"

"Ye Jiu"

...

As these familiar faces continuously appeared in his mind, Ye Ling took a deep breath, and then suddenly raised his head, looking intently at the swiftly approaching dagger.

Determination surged in his heart.

"No! I cannot just die like this! There are those rascals in Wo Country to take care of, and so many things I haven't done yet!"

Ye Ling said through gritted teeth. His eyes suddenly bulged, and a gleam of sharp light emerged in his gaze. He lifted the hand holding the Snow Drinking Blade slowly.

"Since I can't die, then I must fight with all I've got!"

Ye Ling roared, his wrist flicking, and a brilliant flash of blade light instantly shot out. At the same time, the vast and terrifying power inside his body erupted once again.

Simultaneously, something inside Ye Ling seemed to shatter, as an extremely cold momentum burst forth from within him, its strength seemingly able to pierce the heavens!

It was the fifth level of blade intent!

At the critical moment of life and death, Ye Ling finally broke through to the fifth level of blade intent—a surprise as if sent from heaven!

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Gorgeous, dazzling blade lights continuously whistled towards the dark and peculiar dagger, but as they neared it, each was cut into halves.

And those shattered blade lights turned into specks of starlight and vanished between heaven and earth, leaving no trace behind!

Ye Ling's eyes were filled with astonishment.

The fifth level of blade intent was extremely rare in the entire Dragon Nation, and his fifth level was genuine, powerful enough to sweep the whole Dragon Nation!

"You, you actually broke through to the fifth level of blade intent?"

At that moment, Zhao Bing's eyes suddenly bulged, his savage face filled with shock.

He had never imagined that Ye Ling's cultivation speed could be so defying.

In just a few minutes, especially at the brink of death, he had broken through to the fifth level of blade intent!

But in Zhao Bing's eyes, there surged a dense intent to kill. While the fourth level of blade intent might not have been enough to threaten him, the fifth level was certainly capable of taking his life!

"Swoosh swoosh!"

Zhao Bing stomped his foot, and his body shot out like an arrow from the bowstring, with the dagger in his hand tearing through the sky, smashing fiercely towards Ye Ling.

"Courting death!"

Ye Ling's face turned cold, he thrust the Snow Drinking Blade forward with one hand, and instantly, a terrifying blood-red luster crazily spread from the blade, shooting straight into the sky.

"Awooo!"

The blood-red blade energy shot straight into the sky, heading directly for Zhao Bing, who was pouncing forward. A terrifying aura swept across the wastelands and the heavens, and an overwhelming murderous energy crazily spread along the blade.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Zhao Bing's face stiffened. He had never seen such a fearsome sword technique. His heart jolted in shock, the dagger in his hand gyrating, a smear of pitch-black brilliance directly charging towards the oncoming blade energy.

"Hiss!"

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The two collided, the terrifying sharp aura rampaging wildly around them, causing the ground nearby to tremble violently.

A trace of blood splattered. That terrible sharp aura effortlessly sliced through Zhao Bing's dagger, and the sharp winds crazily slashed across Zhao Bing's face.

"Puchi!"

A chunk of flesh fell from Zhao Bing's face, blood flowing freely, yet his expression was devoid of anything but killing intent.

"Haha! Ye Ling, what does it matter if you have the fifth level of Blade Intent? Today, you must die!"

Zhao Bing laughed hideously. In his right hand, a wisp of ghostly black mist surged and quickly condensed into a pitch-black dagger, which emitted a chilling cold light.

On that dagger, a terrifying corrosiveness lingered, causing the surrounding space to begin distorting.

Not only that, but in that moment, Zhao Bing also took out a red pill and tossed it into his mouth, swallowing it down.

No sooner had the crimson elixir entered his stomach than waves of heat surged within Zhao Bing's body, and immediately a fiery power rapidly spread throughout his insides.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Bing's clothes burst open, revealing his robust physique. His skin turned an eerie crimson red, looking extremely garish and bizarre.

On his arms, terrifying veins bulged out, looking fierce and horrifying, writhing like earthworms, and even his skin bore fierce scars.

Zhao Bing's frame was burly, with muscles rising like knotted little snakes, creating a visage that was alarmingly frightening.

His chest puffed out, muscles bulging as if they were as hard as steel nails, at a glance instilling a palpable sense of unease in the onlooker!

"Haha! Ye Ling, you're quite arrogant! I'll let you see if you can still be so arrogant under these circumstances!"

Zhao Bing laughed malevolently, leaping up like a cannonball, the pitch-black, eerie dagger in his hand turning into a swath of dark clouds, fiercely enveloping Ye Ling!

The terrifying aura from Zhao Bing surged even more violently, and from within that pitch-black, eerie dagger, a chilling coldness emanated.

Under this horrifying pressure, even Wang Kun and Nangong Hua, who were far away, couldn't help but be shaken. They had never imagined Zhao Bing would be pushed to such extremes by Ye Ling!

Ye Ling's face also showed a hint of solemnity, the joy of breaking through to the fifth level of Blade Intent gone, replaced by a deep sense of wariness.

After consuming that red pill, Zhao Bing had truly reached his peak state, and his displayed strength was even more terrifying than what he had shown before.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, gripping the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand. His figure flashed slightly, and he fiercely slashed out with his sword.

Atop the blade, a huge golden Lian Hua phantom appeared, emitting a blinding brilliance.

Boom!

A loud noise echoed, terrible blade energy rampaging wildly over the surrounding ground, and Ye Ling's slash carried an apocalyptic might capable of destroying everything.