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Ye Ling's contemptuous demeanor turned the expressions of the Great Island Master and others ominous.

Tai Hejun's face was overcast as he said coldly, "I have heard that the Imperial City of Dragon Country intends to replace the Northern Liao King. I wonder why you, the Northern Liao King, are not in Northern Liao but have come to the East Sea?"

"Could it be that you have already been driven out of Northern Liao by the new Northern Liao King?"

"Why don't you cooperate with our Wo Country? We will surely help you reclaim the position of the Northern Liao King, how about it?"

Upon hearing his words, Ye Tianyin and Ye Tianming by his side had somewhat ugly expressions.

It seemed that whenever these people from Wo Country saw a strong martial artist from Dragon Country, they would want to pull them into their camp.

Don't these people from Wo Country know about the grudge between Ye Ling and the Ye Tian Sect?

They were just trying to woo the Ye Tian Sect, and now they have turned around to woo Ye Ling. This was clearly a slap in the face of the Ye Tian Sect.

"Northern Liao has only ever had one Northern Liao King from beginning to end."

"How dare a tiny place even think to meddle in the affairs of Dragon Country?"

Ye Ling said with an indifferent expression.

Even the people from Wo Country knew about the movements in the Imperial City, which showed that Wo Country must have many spies within Dragon Country.

Tai Hejun's eyebrows rose as he said coldly, "The Northern Liao King should consider the consequences of rejecting us."

"Here we have no fewer than six war king-level martial artists. Could it be that the Northern Liao King actually believes he can be unbeatable and break through the encirclement?"

Ye Ling's indifferent gaze swept over the six people, and he said with a scornful tone, "Nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs."

"I have come here today with only one purpose, which is to slay all of you who cause chaos in Dragon Country!"

As soon as his voice fell, Ye Ling had already turned into a shadowy figure, charging straight towards the three Wo Country martial artists closest to him.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard, as no one expected Ye Ling to be so bold as to take the initiative to attack in the face of six war king-level martial artists.

"Arrogant!"

"Today, let the three of us experience the Northern Liao King's superior skills!"

Seeing Ye Ling charging at him, Tai Hejun roared angrily.

Then the three Wo Country martial artists also drew their katanas, and fierce blade light instantly blossomed, with strands of blade energy bursting forth from the blades.

Ye Ling, however, acted as if he hadn't seen the katanas in their hands at all, continuing his charge directly towards the three men.

"Slash!"

As Ye Ling neared them, Tai Hejun suddenly shouted loudly.

The three Wo Country samurais then all raised their katanas, slashing down at Ye Ling.

In an instant, cold light gleamed fiercely, and blade energy overflowed.

The three were, after all, war king-level martial artists, with two of them even having reached the middle phase of the war king level; the power they unleashed when they struck simultaneously was naturally extremely formidable.

But Ye Ling had no intention of dodging, raising a palm and striking straight towards Tai Hejun's chest.

The samurai katanas were swift, but Ye Ling was quicker!

"Bang!"

Before the samurai's katanas could fall, a muffled sound had already erupted.

The next second, Tai Hejun was sent flying backward without any resistance.

And Ye Ling had already moved out of the attack range of the other two's katanas by the time they fell.

"Puh!"

Tai Hejun, having fallen to the ground, immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The crimson blood spilling onto the sandy beach was somewhat glaring to the eyes.

The crowd turned their heads to look, only to see the Taihe Lord's chest sunken in, his complexion rapidly turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, his vitality was quickly fading, and he clearly would not live long.

Seeing this scene, a touch of fear emerged in everyone's eyes.

In a joint effort, the three managed to claim the life of a powerful Martial Artist!

In just a few breaths of time, the mighty mid-stage Martial Artist, Taihe Lord, had become a corpse.

He lay quietly on the sandy beach, until his death his eyes still filled with intense disbelief and a trace of regret.

"You... what kind of strength do you possess?!"

The Great Island Master's face twisted with rage, and he trembled as he asked.

Three Martial Artists had joined hands and still couldn't take down Ye Ling, and were even killed in return by Ye Ling; how terrifying Ye Ling's strength was!

Among the three who had joined hands, two were mid-stage Martial Artists and one an early-stage Martial Artist; combined, the power they wielded was no weaker than a late-stage Martial Artist.

Yet even so, they were powerless before Ye Ling.

And the strength of the Great Island Master himself was only at the level of a late-stage Martial Artist, making him feel a huge threat and pressure when facing Ye Ling.

Ye Ling glanced at him, sneeringly said, "Enough strength to kill all of you."

Having said that, Ye Ling once again turned into an afterimage, and in the next second already appeared behind the two remaining Wo Country Samurai.

Feeling the terrifying presence behind them, the two Wo Country Samurai also immediately, without hesitation, swung their katana, striking towards their back.

"Trivial tricks, they won't save your lives."

Ye Ling's indifferent voice reached the ears of the two Samurai, causing them to shudder slightly.

Meanwhile, two katana gleaming with a cold light were already slashing at Ye Ling from both left and right sides.

Ye Ling's lips curled into a disdainful smile as he quickly raised both hands.

Under the horrified gaze of the people present, Ye Ling simply used two fingers to stop the swiftly approaching katana from each side.

Those two fingers were like mountains, strong enough to suppress all.

"Damn it!"

The faces of the two Wo Country Samurai changed instantly, and they cursed angrily.

No matter how hard they tried to unleash their power, the katana that were gripped by two of Ye Ling's fingers didn't move at all, as if they were fixed in place.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two crisp sounds of breaking echoed, the two katana had already been snapped in half by Ye Ling.

This terrifying power threw the Great Island Master and everyone else present into a state of shock and terror.

Ye Ling's power may have surpassed their imagination, something even a peak-stage Martial Artist couldn't achieve so effortlessly.

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Ye Ling's indifferent gaze swept over the two Wo Country Samurai, and then he threw the two broken katana halves at them.

The broken blades charged at the two at a terrifying speed, in the blink of an eye they were already impaled into their chests.

The speed of the broken blades gave them, strong Martial Artists, no time to react.

By the time they realized what happened, an intense pain surged from their chests, and they looked down incredulously to see a broken katana embedded in it.

Blood flowed continuously along the broken blade, quickly staining the sand in front of them red.

The weapons that were meant to protect their lives had now taken them instead.

Their eyes filled with extreme unwillingness, the two Wo Country Samurai crashed to the ground.

In just three to four minutes, three Martial Artists from Wo Country had fallen at the hands of Ye Ling.