Urban All-Round Master

”Why do you want to kill me?”

Lin Zifeng quickly retreated to create distance between them. However, he didn’t immediately use his main weapons to defeat her. Since he knew the newcomer was Dongfang Ziyue, if she wanted to kill him, she would have to pay a price.

With this thought, a teasing smile appeared on Lin Zifeng’s lips.

Dongfang Ziyue ignored him and continued to wield her sword. The Sword Net she formed kept pushing forward, targeting his entire body, causing the surrounding air to hum from its pressure.

After exiting the Tea Hall, Dongfang Ziyue thought it over and decided to kill Lin Zifeng. After all, she was the daughter of the Beiyao Ancient Clan, and the fewer people who knew about the matter of the living taboo, the better. Who knew if Lin Zifeng could keep his mouth shut?

If Lin Zifeng couldn’t keep quiet and leaked the matter, the Dongfang Family’s only reliance on the Beiyao Ancient Clan would be lost, and her father, the National Guardian Martial God, would surely lose his status in the Lianyun Empire. If even his status was not secure, the Marquis Mansion would undoubtedly face impeachment from hostile elements.

For the family’s interests, for her personal reputation, Dongfang Ziyue had to do this; she had to kill Lin Zifeng to protect herself and the Dongfang Family.

”Bang~”

Lin Zifeng casually slapped the Sword Net, and instantly, the dazzling Sword Net dimmed under his palm.

Dongfang Ziyue was slightly stunned, her cold eyebrows furrowing slightly. She never expected that a single slap could dim her Sword Net.

”Swish~”

Unwilling to give up, Dongfang Ziyue stepped forward quickly towards Lin Zifeng. The longsword in her hand twisted like a Spiritual Snake, moving as fast as lightning, attacking Lin Zifeng with a deceptive trajectory.

”The room is too small to play around in here; if you have the guts, let’s take it outside.” Lin Zifeng laughed twice, smashed the window with a punch, and jumped out.

Seeing Lin Zifeng escape, Dongfang Ziyue snorted coldly, holding her longsword and pursuing relentlessly as she too jumped out the window.

Lin Zifeng moved swiftly, his figure like a Ghostly shadow under the pitch-black night, leaving numerous afterimages.

After Dongfang Ziyue chased him out, within moments, by the time they reached the back garden, Lin Zifeng had suddenly disappeared. No matter how she searched, she couldn’t find Lin Zifeng’s presence, causing her cold eyebrows to furrow once more.

Holding her longsword under the gentle moonlight, the Sword Light was dazzling, the glow contrasting sharply with her black attire.

”Haha, you are quite bold to come to the Marquis Mansion to kill me. Aren’t you afraid of the National Guardian Martial God?” Suddenly, Lin Zifeng emerged from the nearby flower bed, his figure like light, striking towards Dongfang Ziyue like a fierce wind.

Unprepared, Dongfang Ziyue’s ear twitched, slashing her sword towards her right side. Hiss~ An unparalleled Sword Light tore through the air on her right, but... the opponent wasn’t there.

”Bang!”

A dull sound, Dongfang Ziyue felt a palm strike her chest, and the opponent’s damnable Demon Claw squeezed her chest forcefully, igniting a strong sense of humiliation that covered her furious heart.

In haste, she swung her sword straight down, attempting to cut down the opponent with a single strike, but unfortunately, the opponent retracted after the strike, and she was already a moment too late...

Step, step, step...

In anger, Dongfang Ziyue retreated several dozen meters, maintaining a distance from her opponent. Her chest had been squeezed forcefully by him, making her almost blush with shame, but she couldn’t reveal her identity by angrily removing her veil to expose herself.

Thus, she could only let Lin Zifeng get away with it.

And after that squeeze, Lin Zifeng felt an undeniable pleasure; he didn’t expect Dongfang Ziyue’s firm chest to feel so gratifying. That squeeze had such elastic soft flesh that he felt reluctant to let go. If possible, he would like to squeeze again to test the elasticity; that earlier grab hadn’t fully tested it yet.

Swish...

Amid Dongfang Ziyue’s furious mood, Lin Zifeng’s Ghostly figure suddenly vanished before her eyes. Even if Dongfang Ziyue wanted to find him, it wouldn’t be possible.

”Damn it!”

Filled with anger, Dongfang Ziyue scanned with her Divine Sense. If there was even a trace of Lin Zifeng’s presence, she would kill him to make up for her earlier loss, but Lin Zifeng had vanished into thin air, his presence untraceable, vanishing like a Demon Claw into the vast ocean.

Could that bastard have just left after taking advantage of me? Did he learn my identity?

Dongfang Ziyue couldn’t imagine, that earlier grab was precisely on her chest, and it’s very likely that grab revealed her identity.

Oh no~

Dongfang Ziyue’s heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to leave, there was an unusual sound in the surrounding air, and Dongfang Ziyue’s cold eyebrows furrowed as she swung her longsword fiercely, rushing towards the source of the sound.

”Trying to kill me? You’re still too inexperienced.” Lin Zifeng abruptly struck, a smile on his lips, grabbing Dongfang Ziyue’s longsword with one hand. If he pushed forward, Dongfang Ziyue might be hurt by her own sword.

With those beautiful eyes flashing, her sword-wielding right hand suddenly exploded with power, trying to shake Lin Zifeng off, but how could her strength possibly shake Lin Zifeng?

So, after Lin Zifeng grabbed her longsword, a cold, steely curve appeared on his lips, and his palm suddenly exerted force, crushing the longsword inch by inch with his overpowering Elemental Power, until it shattered completely into powder.

”What!” Dongfang Ziyue was utterly shocked, her fair face showing an expression of disbelief.

She saw Lin Zifeng’s actions: slow, gentle, and in her eyes not fast at all. Yet, no matter how she struggled, it was as if she was trapped by some Space force, as if a strong Gravity in the air was suppressing her.

Unable to escape or break free.

She could only watch as the opponent’s hand landed on her chest again, with a Bang, Dongfang Ziyue’s delicate body was thrown back into the flower bed behind her.

However... just as Lin Zifeng was preparing for his next move, a wild, long howl sounded from not far away, the sound lingering for a while. It was Dongfang Haoxuan.

Swish, swish, swish...