Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 485: Liberation

The terrifying power burst out in an instant, sending their bodies flying backward, smashing heavily into the ground.

"Boom!"

The few genetic warriors lay on the ground, gasping violently, their clothes already dyed red with blood, looking extremely horrific and ferocious.

These guys, they were all injured by Ye Ling.

Watching Ye Ling, the faces of the genetic warriors changed, their eyes bulging out, filled with disbelief.

"Damn! How could you be so strong!"

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A guy gnashed his teeth and roared furiously.

Ye Ling laughed heartily, yet his eyes overflowed with a murderous intent, coldly staring at them, "You all wanted me dead, didn’t you? So today, I’ll turn you all into corpses!"

No sooner had Ye Ling’s words fallen than the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand swung out again, a series of terrifying blade lights falling like raindrops, constantly striking down on the bodies of those genetic warriors.

"Puchi! Puchi!"

Series of crisp sounds suddenly spread between the heavens and the earth, the genetic warriors trembled violently, blood spurting out wildly, directly dyeing the surrounding ground red.

But these genetic warriors seemed to feel no pain, picking up their weapons and slashing at Ye Ling, "Puchi", piercing Ye Ling’s body through, blood spurting wildly from his chest cavity.

Ye Ling grunted, his body swayed, but the Snow Drinking Blade in his hands did not stop, relentlessly plummeting towards another genetic warrior.

"Crack!"

Another crisp sound rang out, and although Ye Ling was seriously injured, his strength had not diminished in the slightest, the Snow Drinking Blade fiercely chopping down upon a genetic warrior’s chest, blood gushing fiercely.

That genetic warrior’s body trembled fiercely, eyes popping out, filled with a shocked expression, looking at Ye Ling, eyes filled with fear.

But if you looked closely, you would find in the depths of his pupils, threads of relief, finally ending this inhuman life.

Ye Ling smiled coldly, took a step forward, and the Snow Drinking Blade swept out again, the genetic warrior unable to withstand this terrifying power.

Directly bisected by the Snow Drinking Blade, his head flew in mid-air, body lying rigid on the ground, and the next moment, "pop," he turned into a mist of blood.

Slaying two genetic warriors with a single blade, for Ye Ling, this was definitely something to be happy about, Ye Ling wiped the bloodstains from his face, his gaze turning towards those genetic warriors around him.

Though Ye Ling was gravely injured, the terrifying aura around him had not lessened at all.

On the contrary, it grew denser, making him appear like a demon, filled with a whiff of bloodlust, causing the faces of the surrounding genetic warriors to change drastically.

"He is badly injured now, let’s all attack together and kill him!" At this moment, the leading genetic warrior gritted his teeth and shouted.

Instantly, those genetic warriors who had previously been hesitant, suddenly erupted with formidable killing intent, each gripping various weapons and charging ferociously towards Ye Ling.

The dozens of cold glints crazily flickered in mid-air, each streak of cold light containing terrifying killing intent, as if to tear Ye Ling apart.

Ye Ling gave a cold smile, his eyes flashing with ferocity. His body moved swiftly, the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand constantly swinging out, leaving behind afterimages in the void.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

However, the onslaught from the genetic warriors was too dense. Even for Ye Ling’s agility, it was simply impossible to dodge all the attacks.

Some attacks even struck Ye Ling’s back directly, sending him flying through the air.

A mouthful of crimson blood spurted out as Ye Ling’s body harshly crashed into a wall, denting it inwards.

Dust flew and smoke billowed as the genetic warriors, seeing this, grinned one after another, their eyes filled with schadenfreude.

Ye Ling, however, struggled to get up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. His bones were shattered, and there wasn’t a single spot on his body without severe pain.

His injuries were truly severe, and moreover, he needed to recover from them as soon as possible. Otherwise, once these guys attacked again, he would have no way to cope.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, a green light full of vitality suddenly enveloped his body. A pure life force swiftly circulated, rapidly rejuvenating Ye Ling’s wounds.

The wounds were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye. Watching the other genetic warriors standing dumbfounded, Ye Ling gave a slight smile.

"You don’t think that you are the only ones with the ability to heal, do you?" Ye Ling said lightly, and then the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand pointed directly at one of the genetic warriors, his lips curling into a smile revealing his shiny white teeth.

Hearing these words, the leading genetic warrior, as if suddenly realizing the truth, almost roared through clenched teeth, "Attack now, don’t let him recover!"

At the words of the genetic warrior, the remaining ones’ eyes lit up, each of them howling as they charged with the weapons in their hands.

Ye Ling looked at these genetic warriors with a disdainful smile on his lips. This trash, they were simply no match for him.

The next moment, Ye Ling stomped his foot, turning into a gust of wind. His wrist violently flipped, and the Snow Drinking Blade became a streak of cold light shooting straight out.

"Slaying Dragon Art!"

Ye Ling let out a low shout, and the Snow Drinking Blade spun wildly in the void, spreading rings of light that evolved into a massive golden dragon in the vacuity.

This golden dragon soared in midair, dragon’s might permeating the surroundings as all the genetic warriors watched the massive dragon shadow in the air with hearts trembling in fear.

"Kill!"

Ye Ling roared lowly, a terrifying power surged from the golden dragon, instantly blasting a genetic warrior away, who was turned into a mist of blood by the dragon’s strike.

The remaining genetic warriors became even more panicked, rushing towards Ye Ling, their weapons stabbing frantically at him.

Ye Ling saw this and grinned, sidestepping the long sword of a genetic warrior while simultaneously swinging his blade down!

"Swoosh"

The Snow Drinking Blade tore through space, emitting a sharp whistling sound. Where the blade passed, space collapsed instantly. The genetic warriors didn’t even have time to scream before their heads were severed by Ye Ling’s slash.

Only the leader of the genetic warriors remained, his eyes incredibly bloodshot at this moment.