Urban All-Round Master

Lin Zifeng nodded slightly. Dongka and his companion both drew the Swords at their waists; the Longswords in their hands shone with a cold, murderous gleam under the gentle sunlight.

Walking ahead of the two, Lin Zifeng narrowed his eyes and slowly stepped into the woods. His perception was pushed to the limit—within a hundred meters, every stir of grass, every slightest movement, reached his ears with crystal clarity.

"Swoosh..."

A dark-red figure flashed over from the distance. Lin Zifeng caught sight of it and unconsciously bent his knees slightly, gathering strength, ready to explode forth at any moment.

"Blood Shadow Dark Guard—how are they here?"

Even though they were still quite far away, Lin Zifeng’s keen eyes could clearly make out the newcomer’s face. Beneath that ferocious mask hid a pair of eyes brimming with killing intent—wasn’t this exactly the Blood Shadow Dark Guard who had fought against the two of them on the wasteland?

Shaking his head, Dongka’s sword-like brows knitted tightly as he slowly swept his gaze around them. In a low voice he said, "No idea. But since even the Five Supreme Venerables’ lapdogs have shown up here, our tracks must already be exposed. Right now, there’s only one path left—fight to the bloody end!"

As his words fell, Lin Zifeng heard rustling footsteps rise from deep within the surrounding forest. Focusing carefully, he realized there were no fewer than a hundred people!

"One Sub-Saint Realm Ninth Layer Heaven, two at Seventh Layer Heaven... Hmph. Those old bastards of the Five Supreme Venerables have quite a few hidden cards."

He sneered coldly in his heart, yet his expression grew ever more grave. This was only a hundred people—Mu Ruoyun had just told him there were at least a thousand in this forest. If that was true, then those above Sub-Saint Realm Fifth Layer Heaven numbered at least thirty...

Thirty... Lin Zifeng might not fear them, but his wariness toward the Beiyao Ancient Clan rose sharply. Just the Blood Shadow Dark Guard’s power alone was this vast—those Five Supreme Venerables were definitely not some ordinary figures!

"Dongka, you and Dongfang Ziyue each take a side. The ones in front are mine. Dongfang Ziyue, be careful—these bastards are not weak."

With a brief warning, Lin Zifeng’s figure flickered and shot toward the Blood Shadow Dark Guards already charging at them. The one leading them was precisely the three whose strength was highest among this hundred-strong force!

Behind Lin Zifeng, Dongfang Ziyue’s jade-like hand clenched tightly around the Green Phoenix Sword. Her beautiful eyes carried a trace of worry. They had only just escaped Beiming’s demonic clutches, and now they were surrounded once again. Whether they could escape the Beiyao Ancient Clan at all was still unknown...

"Hmph, you must be the outsider that White Sky Venerable mentioned. You’ve got guts, daring to slaughter our fellow disciples. By White Sky Venerable’s command—if you see this man, kill him on the spot! Brothers, charge!"

The Blood Shadow Dark Guard in the lead, a Sub-Saint Realm Ninth Layer Heaven expert, recognized Lin Zifeng’s face, and the killing intent in the eyes hidden beneath his mask grew even more intense. With a furious roar, he rushed ahead of the crowd, the Longsword in his hand flashing with icy light, intent on cleaving Lin Zifeng cleanly in two!

"Hmph. No matter how many ants gather, they’re still just ants. An ant trying to shake a tree—laughable to the extreme!"

Suspended in midair, Lin Zifeng barked out a thunderous shout. His hands were already blazing with Golden Light. He chopped down at the Void, and a solid-looking golden Qi Arc surged forth, carrying a rampaging might as it slashed toward the incoming foe!

"Pfft..."

The leader never imagined that Lin Zifeng’s palm strike would not only be so overwhelmingly powerful, but also so incredibly fast! He had no time to dodge—the Qi Arc carved straight across his throat. In an Instant, his head traced out a perfect arc and flew up into the air.

And the Qi Arc Lin Zifeng unleashed did not lose momentum. After killing the leader, it was like a death scythe, hacking off the heads of more than ten men behind him in one sweep!

In that Instant, blood sprayed wildly, gushing like pillars. The Blood Shadow Dark Guards’ blood drenched their comrades’ Samurai garb and splattered across Lin Zifeng’s sharply chiseled face.

Stimulated by the blood, the savagery buried deep within Lin Zifeng’s soul was also roused. His eyes, like Stars, now burned blood-red, like some Primordial Demon Beast, crazed for slaughter!

The Blood Shadow Dark Guards opposite him froze at the sight. Their charging figures abruptly halted, and they couldn’t help but tremble. With just a single move he had slaughtered a Sub-Saint Realm Ninth Layer Heaven powerhouse—just how terrifying was this man before them!?

Even so, the Blood Shadow Dark Guards’ absolute, brainwashed loyalty to the Five Supreme Venerables outweighed their fear of Lin Zifeng’s terrifying strength. With a collective roar, dozens of sword-edges gleamed with cold light as they once more lunged to kill Lin Zifeng.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots! No matter how many come, you’re only here to die!"

"Dragon Soaring Soul Suppressing Palm!"

With a roar, dazzling Golden Light condensed over Lin Zifeng’s right hand, blazing like a scorching sun and casting his dark features in a godlike radiance, as if he were a deity of the Nine Heavens.

"Roar..."

As the palm struck out, a Dragon Roar that looked down upon all things thundered into the Blood Shadow Dark Guards’ ears. Their bodies shuddered mid-charge, and the fear they had tried so hard to suppress overflowed into their eyes.

No matter their terror, Lin Zifeng had no intention of showing the slightest mercy. He knew perfectly well—if he didn’t kill every last one of them today, he could forget about leaving alive!

Moreover, with so many Blood Shadow Dark Guards, they had definitely already used the Blood Shadow Stone to summon the Five Supreme Venerables. Once those people arrived, Lin Zifeng wouldn’t be able to flee even if he wanted to!

That was why Lin Zifeng unleashed the Beast Emperor Battle Technique right from the start. Even if they were mere ants, if they dared crawl at his feet and try to bite him, Lin Zifeng would crush them ruthlessly underfoot!

"Hum..."

Where the Golden Dragon passed, the Blood Shadow Dark Guards toppled like wheat in an autumn harvest, falling neatly in rows. The two Sub-Saint Realm Seventh Layer Heaven experts closest to Lin Zifeng were already reduced to ashes by the Elemental Power, their blood misting through the air. The towering trees beside Lin Zifeng had their bark stained a dark red.

By now, Lin Zifeng’s long robe was soaked in blood. The warm trails of blood on his face irritated his nostrils, but he did not bother to wipe them away—for the scent of blood could make the wild beast in his heart bare its incomparably sharp fangs!

Gazing at the few Blood Shadow Dark Guards who had escaped the Dragon Soaring Soul Suppressing Palm’s sweep and now stood there trembling, Lin Zifeng’s cold face showed not a shred of emotion. Only now did he truly understand—no matter whose loyalty it was, faced with overwhelming strength, they could only bow their heads!

"Whoosh..."

His figure turned to wind. Golden Light flickered around Lin Zifeng’s hands, and in merely an Instant he butchered more than ten Blood Shadow Dark Guards. They collapsed to the ground one after another, eyes full of unwillingness and fear. In the final Instant frozen in their pupils was Lin Zifeng’s sharply contoured, ice-cold face.

By this time, not a single living person remained in the clearing where Lin Zifeng stood. He slowly raised his head, gazing at the dark-red figures in the distance who were still rushing toward him. His clenched fists surged once more with sun-like radiance!

Meanwhile, though Dongka’s strength could not match Lin Zifeng’s, the Longsword in his hand danced with a howling whistle. Every sword-flower that bloomed claimed the life of another Blood Shadow Dark Guard. Dongka’s snow-white robe was already dyed a demonic crimson by the blood, and his originally handsome face had become somewhat ferocious.

Seeing the Blood Shadow Dark Guards still standing before him grow fewer and fewer, Dongka’s expression hardened. He quickly sprinted toward where Dongfang Ziyue was, and as he ran, his feet trod across a field of corpses.