Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1351: Chapter 1385: Slapped to Death

“Since you’ve been waiting here for so long, why not show yourself?” Lin Zifeng’s voice was icy. This was his first encounter with danger since arriving in Dragon City.

This meant that these people were likely sent by Beiming Yu.

Because no one knew of his whereabouts in Dragon City. The most important thing was that the aura felt very familiar.

“Experts from the Qishi Mansion!”

Lin Zifeng’s heart tightened as he thought to himself, he didn’t expect Beiming Yu to be so ruthless, actually sending people from the Qishi Mansion to kill him.

Just as he finished speaking, a towering young man carrying a broadsword gradually emerged from the pitch-black forest. The youth was tall with sharp, handsome features, his martial artist attire exuded a powerful aura, causing all the grass around him to sway as if blown by a fierce wind.

Clearly, a master!

If it weren’t for his penetrating vision, Lin Zifeng wouldn’t have been able to see so clearly.

“It seems you’ve already realized.” The youth stepped out from the darkness, his face expressionless and cold.

Ling Li’s unrivaled eyes were as deep and bright as two moons and stars, and also like an unfathomable abyss, pulling everything around into his gaze…

“Oh? What have I realized?” Lin Zifeng shrugged casually, a wry smile on his face. He originally thought that as long as he didn’t harm Beiming Lan, Beiming Yu might turn a blind eye. It seemed he was really too naive.

“No need for more words! Today, all you need to know is that at this time next year, it will be your death anniversary!”

The young man’s eyes were icy cold, flashing with a chilling light. He slowly drew the broadsword from his back.

Step by step, he walked towards Lin Zifeng.

A chilling aura rushed over, the thick killing aura almost tangible.

A master!

Lin Zifeng’s pupils contracted, further affirming in his heart that this youth before him must have profound cultivation.

“Where did I, Lin Zifeng, go wrong to offend you?”

“All you need to know is that I’m here to take your head!”

The youth swung the broadsword, his thick brows furrowing sharply, a murderous aura lingering between them.

His hair fluttered without wind, surrounded by vital energy, as if ready to slaughter Lin Zifeng.

“Just you?!”

Lin Zifeng’s lips curled slightly, a series of cold laughs escaping.

With his hands behind his back, his pupils radiated intense battle intent. Since Beiming Yu could be so decisive, why should he show any mercy?

“Try and see!”

With that said, the young man shouted loudly, his steps swaying as he swung the broadsword directly at Lin Zifeng’s neck.

“Hiss—”

The sword light of unmatched power sliced through the void, creating ripples, and immediately, a thick purple sword light entangled at the sword’s tip, unraveling.

As he swung, it seemed as though his sword tip was spiraling around an ancient giant dragon.

“Gray Dragon Hand!”

Lin Zifeng’s expression remained unchanged as he directly unleashed the Gray Dragon Hand in response.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh…”

The surge of vital energy waves wildly, instantly oppressing all the surrounding trees to the point of trembling.

A hand, neither quite dragon nor not, formed in the void, quickly consolidating into a claw that descended from the sky, fiercely clashing with the youth’s swung sword light.

“Boom…”

The Gray Dragon Hand struck the sword light with a bang, the ground exploding into a deep black pit. The two vast forces clashed in mid-air like two barbaric beasts, fiercely entwining before exploding with a pop.

An intense shockwave exploded in the air, frantically spreading to all directions.

Every tree and blade of grass within ten meters was cut down, dust rising, and earth fragments flying…

Both individuals were almost simultaneously knocked back by the opposing force, crashing through several trees in succession. Lin Zifeng’s pale face finally regained a hint of color.

The young man’s situation wasn’t much better than Lin Zifeng’s, his terrified eyes filled with complexity.

He found it hard to imagine that the might of his sword couldn’t kill this guy who wasn’t much older than him.

“So strong!”

The young man’s eyes flickered, filled with deep reluctance and a hint of fear. Soon, his expression changed again, the corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.

“I didn’t expect your combat power to be so vast. It seems I underestimated you!”

“Hehe, friend, didn’t Beiming Yu tell you my true identity? Without experts in the Sub-Saint Realm coming, can you, a mere Half-step King, subdue me?”

Lin Zifeng mocked, using the same tone to scorn the man before him.

“Then prepare to die!”

The young man shouted twice, once again holding his sword and launching a fierce attack.

“Die!”

“Chi chi chi…”

The massive broadsword swayed through the void as if burning, the air sizzling…

A sword light whirlwind suddenly formed on the ground, which then spun wildly, aiming to slay Lin Zifeng.

If caught within the whirlwind, even if he didn’t die, it would be hard to escape the opponent’s strongest hit.

“Boom boom boom…”

The Gray Dragon Hand struck repeatedly, entangling with the sword light whirlwind.

“Void Sword!”

The youth found it difficult to pin down Lin Zifeng for a while, so he tapped his toes, leaping into the air, suspending the broadsword before him, his hands drawing a line in the void, instantly creating seven or eight virtual shadows of the broadsword.

“Kill!”

A monumental scream roared out.

Eight black broadsword shadows quickly converged towards Lin Zifeng, attacking from all directions.

“Roar…”

An ancient aura surged from Lin Zifeng’s back, then an enormous, unmatched gray dragon head appeared, hovering behind him.

The dragon head, ferocious and cold, had fangs like sharp, icy blades.

“Whoosh… whoosh… whoosh…”

The eight sword light shadows encircled quickly, Lin Zifeng and the gray dragon as one, the mighty dragon roaring up to the sky.

The terrifying scream instantly froze the eight broadsword shadows.

“What!”

The young man’s thick brows furrowed, his gaze terrified, but he quickly launched a third round of attack, merging with the broadsword.

A terrifying wave of vital energy rushed forward.

“Artifact Totem!” Lin Zifeng saw clearly that the young man’s totem was an Artifact Totem, possessing unparalleled attacking power.

“Whoosh…”

The air sizzled as it tore, and after Human Sword Unification, his speed was a hundred times faster than just before.

“Even if it’s an Artifact Totem, so what?” The gray dragon descended, its mouth clamping down on the broadsword.

“Break!”

From within the broadsword came the youth’s frantic scream, but no matter how he tried to break through Lin Zifeng’s fangs, it was to no avail.

“Crunch…”

As the young man struggled to break free of the gray dragon’s fangs, he heard a crunching sound in his ears.

The sword body had begun to crack, seemingly ready to explode at any moment…

“Ah!!!”

The young man let out an unwilling wail, roaring in endless defiance.

After the sword body was completely bitten apart, his figure emerged from the broadsword, thrown heavily into the sky by the dragon’s body.

A massive gray dragon claw suddenly appeared in the void, causing all surrounding trees to tremble wildly.

Then, the immense claw mercilessly crashed down.

“Poof…”

His flesh burst open, a mist of blood filled the air, large amounts of blood dyeing the surrounding trees.

Upon landing, Lin Zifeng watched it all expressionlessly…

(Happy Lunar New Year to everyone.)