Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 591: What Face Do You Have?

But every time, Ye Ling effortlessly dodged the attack, driving Li Wuji crazy with irritation.

"Ye Ling, are you a rat? Only knowing how to dodge and weave? If you're a man, fight me head-on for once, I want to see what little tricks you can still pull off!"

Li Wuji roared furiously, his pitch-black longsword dancing continuously in his hands, each strike carrying enough power to collapse and shatter the very void, as beams of sword energy fell like stars plummeting from the heavens.

"Heh, what face do you have to speak such arrogant words? What realm are you in? And what realm am I in? Can't I even dodge anymore?"

"If you want a direct confrontation, it's not impossible, but only if you lower your realm to match mine. Otherwise, don't fantasize about me lifting a hand against you!"

With a cold snort, Ye Ling's Snow Drinking Blade slashed repeatedly, sending out whistling gusts that formed fierce dragon shadows in mid-air.

"You!" Li Wuji was so angry he was almost blowing his beard and staring, but he couldn't refute a single word.

If he honestly lowered his realm, he knew he would definitely be no match for Ye Ling!

Besides, Ye Ling's strength had increased so much by now that he could match a Saint-level opponent.

So even if he were to lower his realm and fight Ye Ling, the outcome wouldn't change at all.

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And he didn't want to be the foolish one humiliating himself; whatever method he used, killing this detestable brat was the most important thing for him right now!

Taking a deep breath, Li Wuji's face revealed a hint of delight, "Heh, damned brat, do you think I'd be foolish enough to reduce my realm to fight you? Do you think my head has been kicked by a donkey?"

Li Wuji spoke calmly, as if he didn't take the current battle seriously at all.

In his view, even if he really lowered his cultivation, dealing with this ignorant brat would still be a piece of cake.

Ye Ling sneered, no longer wasting words, and with a tap of his toe, he shot out like an arrow, Snow Drinking Blade in hand.

Whoosh!

Ye Ling's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Li Wuji. The Snow Drinking Blade slashed down, sending out violent blades of energy tearing through the air, hurtling straight for Li Wuji's head!

On seeing this, Li Wuji's pupils suddenly constricted, a flicker of horror crossing his eyes.

He hadn't expected the gap in strength between him and Ye Ling to be this vast; he had just slightly let his guard down, and Ye Ling found an opportunity and directly made his move.

Fortunately, Li Wuji's reaction wasn't slow. He quickly sidestepped, narrowly avoiding Ye Ling's blade attack, then lifted his head with a sinister look flashing in his eyes.

"You little mongrel, you think you can hurt me with those few moves? You're far too confident! Go to hell!"

Li Wuji bellowed, and a jarringly loud sword cry suddenly exploded.

A colossal longsword, a full twenty zhang in size, with a nearly suffocating destructive force, charged towards Ye Ling without any finesse!

"Heh, trash should have the awareness of trash!"

Ye Ling shook his head, then with a push from his toes, he soared into the air.

Wielding the Snow Drinking Blade, he unleashed a series of harsh, icy blades at the incoming sword light at high speed.

Boom, boom, boom!

The blade light collided with the sword light, setting off an intense booming noise.

Winds of fierce energy scattered in all directions, turning the surrounding buildings to ashes. The constant booming and rising clouds of dust obscured all visibility.

Crack!

Suddenly, a crackling sound reached Li Wuji's ears, and then, his expression slightly changed.

The streak of sword light was actually cleaved apart by him, yet Ye Ling stood unharmed by his side, sneering repeatedly.

"Heh heh, Li Wuji, it seems that your strength is only at this level."

With a mocking laugh, Ye Ling flipped his wrist and the golden luster atop the Snow Drinking Blade burst forth instantly, the savage and fierce aura swiftly sweeping outward.

"Ye Ling, your strength is indeed very strong, but it's a pity, in the face of absolute power, all fancy moves are in vain, and I am not one of those vulgar and mediocre fellows!"

Li Wuji sneered with a twist of his mouth, as the aura of the Saint realm within him surged out without any restraint.

The nearly suffocating aura of slaughter made one's heart palpitate.

"Is that so? Then let's give it a try!"

Ye Ling grinned, and with a shake of his single arm, his body suddenly surged forward, the blade light on the Snow Drinking Blade shining brightly under everyone's gaze.

Above his head, a massive blade aura, fully two meters in length, condensed and emerged!

Hum hum!

A series of terrifyingly powerful and dreadful energy waves spread out from the blade aura, with Ye Ling's Snow Drinking Blade pointing directly at Li Wuji.

An extremely frightening pressure crushed downwards, making Li Wuji's body tremble, he couldn't help but step back several steps.

Meanwhile, all five layers of blade intent inside Ye Ling burst forth at this moment.

Wave after wave of wild blade qi rampaged in the void, the extremely sharp blade edge sending chills down one's spine!

"Ye Ling, I admit you are formidable, but do you think like this, you can win? You're too arrogant!"

Li Wuji cursed angrily through clenched teeth, he hadn't expected Ye Ling to have such extensive combat experience.

Not only that, but his unpredictable swordplay was even more surprising!

"Whether it's arrogance or not, you'll find out soon enough. I will personally crush you into a pulp!"

A thick killing intent and iciness surfaced on Ye Ling's face, holding the Snow Drinking Blade, he charged at Li Wuji again, with an unstoppable momentum that soared to the skies!

Li Wuji took a deep breath, the surging aura within him quickly gathered together, and then slowly condensed in his palms, a ball of intensely hot red and white flames, burning fiercely!

"Sky-Burning Palm!"

Li Wuji let out a low shout and struck with his palm; a fiery red flame burst out from his palm, sweeping toward Ye Ling under his control.

Boom rumble!

The flames collided against the sharp blade light in Ye Ling's hand, immediately stirring up a fierce gale that swept in all directions.

For a moment, a blinding storm enveloped the entire sky.

And the battle between Li Wuji and Ye Ling had begun at this time.

"Kid, go to hell!"

Li Wuji roared, his palm slamming down hard once again.