Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Chapter 94 The Fall of a Half-Step War King

"Yes, my lord!"

Chen Dao and his three companions dared not hesitate in the slightest at Ye Ling's command.

Without any hesitation, the three stopped their attack and immediately stepped aside.

The cold gaze of the Qiankun War King once again landed on Ye Ling, and with a cold laugh, he said, "Your four Great Grandmasters are no match for this old man; do you really think you are?"

"Whether or not I am a match, why not try and find out?"

Ye Ling shook his head with a smile, speaking calmly.

The moment his words fell, Ye Ling instantly appeared in front of the Qiankun War King like a ghost.

Without any fancy attacks, Ye Ling didn't even release his own aura.

He simply extended a hand, directly grasping the Qiankun War King's throat.

Terrifying power erupted, and the Qiankun War King was lifted off the ground by Ye Ling's single hand.

An intense feeling of suffocation swept over him immediately; even as a half-step War King realm martial artist, he still could not survive without oxygen.

Ye Ling's hand was like the strongest shackle in the world, tightly gripping the Qiankun War King's throat. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from Ye Ling's grip on his neck.

"He...he..."

In just a few breaths' time, the Qiankun War King's face turned red with effort, and his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Ye Ling.

The terrifying aura that had enveloped the area had long since dissipated, as if it had never been there to begin with!

"A mere half-step War King dares to disrespect my lord, seeking death!"

Chen Dao said with a cold laugh.

Wang Tiezhu and the other two also showed a look of schadenfreude.

Unspoken, with a War King as their backing, facing a half-step War King was not the least bit intimidating to them.

In the realm of War Kings, across the four great war zones of the Dragon Country, perhaps only Ye Ling, the Northern Liao King, had reached such a realm!

Admiration filled the eyes of Wang Tiezhu and the others as they looked at Ye Ling. At this moment, they wholly submitted to the overwhelming strength of Ye Ling.

If Chen Dao knew what they were thinking at that moment, he probably would burst out laughing.

To my lord, a War King is no different from an ant.

Chen Dao clearly understood that Ye Ling had stepped into that legendary Imperial Path realm.

Ye Ling loosened his grip on the Qiankun War King's neck slightly, allowing him to breathe in air once again. The Qiankun War King gasped for breath voraciously.

Wang Tiezhu, who was beside them, was taken aback by Chen Dao's words.

Why did these words sound so familiar?

When Wang Tiezhu followed Zhao Yuansi from the Southern Borders to Gusu City to cause trouble for Ye Ling, hadn't he heard the same thing?

At the time, he had not believed it, but upon truly learning that Ye Ling was the legendary Northern Liao King, all that remained in his heart was gratitude that Ye Ling had mercifully not struck him dead.

"There's no use in saying more, make peace with your fate!"

"I hope as you wish, one day the Eastern Sea King will come to find me for your revenge."

Ye Ling said, chuckling lightly.

After that, he squeezed Qiankun War King's hand slightly harder.

"Crack!"

A crisp and piercing sound of bone breaking suddenly erupted.

Qiankun War King's head tilted, and the light in his eyes quickly dulled.

A powerful quasi-battle king realm fighter had just died so easily in Ye Ling's hands.

And Ye Ling felt no joy in killing a quasi-battle king, all that was left was endless indifference and calm.

As if what he had snuffed out wasn't a quasi-battle king at all, but merely a bright-force Martial Artist.

"Thud!"

Casually tossing the corpse of Qiankun War King aside, Ye Ling turned to look at the remaining people from the Domineering Hall.

"Great lord, spare us! It was all Lin Zhantian's idea to go against you!"

"As the head of the Domineering Hall, we simply cannot disobey his orders!"

"Please, my lord, show mercy, and spare our lives!"

...

A group of people from the Domineering Hall all knelt down and begged for mercy relentlessly.

The once high and mighty first martial force of Jiangnan was now utterly devastated, with the survivors kneeling on the ground like bereft dogs, wagging their tails pitifully.

"I said I wouldn't kill you,"

"In the future remember to hold back a bit, and don't trouble yourself with people you cannot afford to provoke without knowing better!"

Ye Ling's indifferent gaze swept over them, and he said in a cold voice.

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