Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

"No, how is this possible? Yun Kai was an elite martial artist of our Yun family. Even a dark energy martial master would have to exchange a few moves with him. How could he possibly be crippled in one strike?" His voice trembled, fear flashing in his eyes.

Could it be that Ye Ling was a dark energy martial master, and that's why he dared to come seek revenge?

His gaze turning fierce, he waved to the surrounding martial artists and commanded, "Attack together! Even if he is a dark energy martial master, so what? He is just one person. Can he really fight against so many martial artists from our Yun family?"

"Yes, Family Head!" The martial artists responded in unison, their resounding voices like thunder, causing pain in the eardrums of those present.

They displayed looks of shock, watching as this group of human-like behemoths attacked, with a casual punch piercing through marble and a careless kick cracking open a concrete wall.

The momentum of the group of over twenty people was as terrifying as an army's.

Yet Ye Ling remained calm. He placed his hands behind his back and strolled as if he were window-shopping, deftly dodging the fierce onslaught of the martial artists.

Suddenly, with a light pat from his hand, a terrifying explosive sound was heard. A martial artist's shoulder went limp under his touch, while another's spine snapped in two, leaving him hunched on the ground, unable to rise again.

Ye Ling took twenty-one steps, and twenty-one martial artists lay on the ground.

He was like the Grim Reaper, casually reaping the lives of these martial artists.

Everyone present was chilled to the bone, their hearts almost leaping out of their chests with fright.

This was too terrifying; the martial artists who had appeared as fearsome as tyrannosaurs were now beaten down like dead dogs.

In this world, was there anyone who could be his match?

Yun Tianming's body trembled as he stared at Ye Ling, who seemed like a demonic god, and begged without regard for his dignity, "Young Master Ye, please spare me! It was all the Tian family's doing. I was forced to do it!"

"Hmph, the Tian family will be dealt with the day after tomorrow. Today, I came here to annihilate your Yun family and reclaim my Ye family's property!" Ye Ling said coldly, a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes as he reached out to twist Yun Tianming's neck.

Yun Tianming rolled his eyes in desperation and pulled out a handgun from his waist, cocking it at Ye Ling's head and said sinisterly, "Kid, you forced my hand. No matter how formidable you are, can you dodge a bullet?"

The black muzzle pointed at his forehead, just five meters away from Ye Ling. At that distance, to shatter his head would take less than half a second, a feat not even a martial artist could avoid.

Ye Ling pinched his fingers, looking indifferently at the muzzle as he said, "Yun Tianming, if I want to kill you, it doesn't matter how many people or how many guns you have, you're on a path to death!"

"You're seeking death!" Yun Tianming shouted angrily, his finger pulling the trigger and firing fiercely.

With a bang, the bullet with its trail of gunsmoke cut through the air with an incredibly fast speed, shooting straight at Ye Ling's forehead.

Ye Ling did not dodge or flinch, but pinched his fingers in front of him, and with a pop, caught the bullet in his hand.

Afterward, he shot the bullet back with a flick of his fingers. With a bang, Yun Tianming's right hand was pierced through, leaving a bloody hole.

"Beast, you deserve to die!" Yun Tianming knelt on the ground and wailed in agony, as a pampered and privileged Family Head, he had never suffered such severe injuries in his life.

Ye Ling looked down at him with a cold expression and said, "Yun Tianming, I've said it before, I'm here to collect debts from the Yun family. Not only do I intend to bankrupt your family, but I also want you and your son to face the law's judgement!"

"Ha, you want my Yun family to face judgement? Have you forgotten that my Yun family has the backing of Ba Tang?" With a fierce bite, Yun Tianming bit his tongue so hard it bled, then, kneeling before the screen, he said bitterly, "Grandmaster Xu, I'm willing to spend five billion as the price for you to subdue this beast Ye Ling!"

"Grandmaster Xu, is that Ba Tang's steward, the one known as the number one expert, Xu Zhenshan!" Everyone's face changed as a flicker of horror passed through their eyes.

From behind the screen, an elderly man walked slowly toward the crowd.

His steps seemed gentle, but they appeared to have the force of a thousand jun, causing the whole room's floor to crackle under the pressure.

Everyone looked down and saw a row of footprints left on the marble floor.

"Grandmaster Xu is simply divine!" Everyone praised, their bodies bending involuntarily as they bowed in respect to Grandmaster Xu.

Leaving footprints on the marble floor, the strength must be several tons at least. If such a person were to take action, the many people here wouldn't be enough to withstand even a few of his punches and kicks!

Yun Tianming's face lit up with joy. He personally offered Grandmaster Xu a seat and poured him a cup of hot tea, flattering him and saying, "Good, with Grandmaster Xu's skills, even if that little beast Ye Ling is formidable, he's just on a path to his death!"

"Hehe, Grandmaster Xu is a martial master at the peak of concealed energy, he could poke Ye Ling to death with just a finger!" Yun family's people sneered coldly as they looked at Ye Ling and said hatefully, "Ye Ling, don't you see Grandmaster Xu right here? Kneel down and kowtow, then blind yourself to avoid Grandmaster Xu taking your dog life!"

"Hmph, a mere martial artist at the peak of concealed energy dares to call himself a Grandmaster? That's laughable!" Ye Ling sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

A true Grandmaster is one who has broken through to the Transforming Energy stage and has come to understand the changes in True Qi. Someone of Xu Zhenshan's caliber wouldn't even compare to the minor soldiers under his command, yet he dares to put on Grandmaster airs here?

"How dare you insult Grandmaster Xu!" Yun Tianming's face changed with fury and was about to berate Ye Ling when Grandmaster Xu, remaining calm, said with a faint smile, "Good lad, you've got guts. It's been over a decade, and you're the first to talk to me like that."

"If you are willing to sever your own arms and kneel before me begging for mercy, I might spare your life!" Grandmaster Xu said with a faint smile, a sharp light flashing in his eyes as he suddenly clenched his fists and made a light gesture in front of him.

Everyone was taken aback, not understanding the significance of his move—what use could there be in throwing punches at the air?

As people shook their heads, a sudden 'bang' echoed in their ears. They turned to look and their eyes widened as if they'd choked on an egg, mouths agape, unable to speak.

Three meters away, a wine bottle shattered, its contents spilling all over the floor.

"Good, his punch tore through the air, faster than a bullet. Ye Ling is done for!" Yun Tianming danced with excitement, feeling that witnessing Grandmaster Xu's terrifying skills was worth every penny of the five billion spent.

"My God, that's too terrifying, to be able to kill through the air—who would dare oppose Grandmaster Xu in the future? They wouldn't even know how they died!" People were astounded, their hearts almost leaping from their chests.

Each of them was a billionaire, having spent a fortune on bodyguards, but no matter how many guards they had, it couldn't block a punch through the air.

This Master Chen is even more terrifying than a gunman!