Urban All-Round Master

"The Eastern Nineteen Kings!" Someone from below the stage was shocked. With Lin Zifeng’s current combat power, it is not an exaggeration to call him one of the Eastern Nineteen Kings.

Crushing many Eastern Kings, standing undefeated. Can any of the Eastern Kings present achieve such a feat?

"Impossible! Even eternal suppression cannot subdue him?" Yao Qingjiao was incredulous. The Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace was held up in his hand again, ready to suppress Lin Zifeng once more.

"Everyone, you all see this boy’s potential with your own eyes, what are you holding back for? If he doesn’t die today, I fear none of you will escape the nightmare!" Shen Wuheng urged again.

"Let’s go all out. Three Eastern Kings have already fallen." Mo Xiangxi shouted.

Lin Zifeng, with his own strength, in the face of so many Eastern Kings, also killed three kings. Everyone on and off the stage was clutching their hearts.

"Eternal Suppression!" Yao Qingjiao unleashed the strongest power of the Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace again.

"One Staff Ten Thousand Miles!"

Yao Chenfeng soared into the sky.

"Annihilation of All Beings!"

"Life and Death Reincarnation!"

"Six Paths Rebirth!"

"..."

At this moment, nobody held back, many Eastern Kings unleashed their strongest battle skills. If Lin Zifeng doesn’t die, they really were a bit scared.

The North Sea God King, Xu Wu, the Nine Heavens Saint King, and the Great Wilderness Saint Master were already dead by his hand. It’s imaginable how immense this boy’s potential is.

"Not good! This time Lin is definitely in great trouble!" Looking at the complex battle skills filling the sky, the handsome man knew, this time all the Eastern Kings made up their minds to annihilate Lin Zifeng.

Yet he couldn’t help but stand at the original spot, continually praying for Lin Zifeng, hoping Lin Zifeng could safely get through this great crisis.

Indeed... with Lin Zifeng’s current potential and combat power, it is difficult to find someone of his age to match him in all of Huaxia.

At just over twenty years old, daring to confront many long-established Eastern Kings. Then, in front of so many Eastern Kings, he killed three Eastern Kings!

"Lin, you must succeed. Now the fate of everyone in the Holy Hall rests on you alone. If even you fail, then our Holy Hall is completely finished." The old man’s eyes gleamed brightly. In his heart, he thought: Previously when the Magic Bracelet was with me, it had no power at all, now that you’ve become its master, you mustn’t let the Magic Bracelet down!

"Battle!" Lin Zifeng soared skyward, wielding the Heavenly Painting Halberd in his right hand, and punched toward the sky with his left fist. The energy contained in this punch was immense. Facing the Immortal Suppressing Tripod with its killing aura and endless light, the fierce punch landed on it with no effect, instead, Shen Wuheng’s Immortal Suppressing Tripod was sent spinning in mid-air by his punch.

"How dare such junk claim to be a Holy Artifact!" Lin Zifeng sneered, the Heavenly Painting Halberd released and shot at the Immortal Suppressing Tripod. Boom! The Heavenly Painting Halberd fiercely collided with the Immortal Suppressing Tripod, instantly causing the tripod to buzz and spin continuously, eventually exploding outward.

"Ah!" Shen Wuheng was startled. Without the Immortal Suppressing Tripod, for him, there was no sense of security at all. Lin Zifeng’s chance to kill him became much easier.

"Don’t let him seize control!" The Taihuang Demon urgently shouted. So many Eastern Kings still couldn’t truly subdue Lin Zifeng, making Taihuang Demon smell a hint of crisis, if it continued, it would surely lead to big trouble.

"Eternal Suppression! Eternal Suppression! Eternal Suppression!" Yao Qingjiao’s eyes reddened. His Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace had already pressed on Lin Zifeng more than once. Yet no matter how he applied pressure, Lin Zifeng always managed to escape the ordeal, making Yao Qingjiao feel that the situation might soon be beyond his control.

"Clang clang clang!"

Taihuang Demon’s Longsword shook like a Spiritual Snake in the void.

"Kill!" Lin Zifeng stepped into the void, trying to slowly approach the Taihuang Demon, this wretch, this demoness. He had already formed a determined intent to kill. Today, no matter what, he was going to sever the demoness’s head!

"You!"

Taihuang Demon’s back felt cold, she slashed several sword beams, yet Lin Zifeng kept forging ahead against her sword aura. Rather than avoid her sword aura, he charged forward instead, clearly intent on killing her.

"Poof!"

Yet, as Lin Zifeng charged head-on, the Heartless Sword in Taihuang Demon’s hand pierced into his abdomen. Blood spurted wildly.

"Heh, wretch, now we’re finally close."

Taihuang Demon suddenly lifted her head, shocked to find the cold eyes of her opponent staring unblinking at her, even risking his flesh being pierced by the Heartless Sword to draw closer.

This guy is simply a mad pervert!

Swish!

Taihuang Demon wanted to retreat backward.

"Heh, too late." Lin Zifeng ignored the tremendous pain from the wound. The Gray Dragon Hand fiercely grabbed Taihuang Demon’s shoulder and pulled her closer.

The Heavenly Hand grasped her arm.

"You!" Taihuang Demon was anxious, sweat pouring from her head. As the Heartless Sword extracted, blood sprayed profusely. Imagining stabbing him again was already impossible.

"Wretch! Are you not dying this time?"

Lin Zifeng was furious. Every time Taihuang Demon caused unimaginable damage to the Holy Hall in times of crisis, Lin Zifeng developed a great discontent for this Taihuang Demon.

"Look out behind you!" Suddenly! Beiming Yu shouted loudly in warning.

"Get lost!" Lin Zifeng whirled around, blasted a punch at the approaching Qingchi Saintess.

"Poof!"

Qingchi Saintess spat blood on the spot. The punch hit her chest directly, shattering several ribs!

The Qingchi Holy Sword flew from her hand.

Taihuang Demon seized the opportunity, her eyes shining. As Lin Zifeng dealt with Qingchi Saintess, it equaled giving Taihuang Demon a chance to live.

"Yiyah!"

Taihuang Demon nearly roared. The Heartless Sword swung again, stabbing at Lin Zifeng, but this time Lin Zifeng was prepared, his body slanting right, brushing past the Heartless Sword. His chest clothing was pierced and ripped, but it didn’t really injure his flesh.

"Get lost, wretch!" Lin Zifeng roared, raising the Heavenly Hand fiercely into the air, and then fiercely slashed down.

"Clang!"

Taihuang Demon hastily raised the Heartless Sword to meet the steadfast Heavenly Hand. Instantly, sparks flew and the Heartless Sword was bent and contorted by the Heavenly Hand.

The immense force also sent Taihuang Demon flying dozens of meters away.

The bent Heartless Sword gradually returned to its original form.

Swish swish swish... The void’s afterimage continued, Lin Zifeng didn’t plan to let her off so easily. He kept closing in on Taihuang Demon.

If an opportunity arose, Lin Zifeng would not hesitate to kill Taihuang Demon.

"We of the Taishang Sect always pursue others for attack; how can we let others pursue our Taishang Sect members?" At this moment, a deep voice suddenly echoed from afar.