Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1695 - 1729: Heavenly Painting Halberd Slays Yao Qingman

Chapter 1695: Chapter 1729: Heavenly Painting Halberd Slays Yao Qingman

Swish, swish, swish...

In an instant, Lin Zifeng became the center of attention. All eyes were fixed on him.

If it weren’t for the massive depletion of Primordial Energy by the Taihuang Demon and others, even wielding a Supreme Holy Weapon, Lin Zifeng wouldn’t have been able to truly contend with so many adversaries.

"Though the weapon is formidable, I haven’t even reached the Sub-Saint Realm, so it might be difficult to unleash its full power," thought Lin Zifeng. He knew that despite the weapon’s might, he couldn’t truly control it, let alone harness all its power. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Unless he reached the Sub-Saint Realm, or his combat power equaled that of the Holy Weapon.

The combat power he wielded now barely counted as the strength of the Sub-Saint Sixth Layer Heaven.

However, the power of the Sixth Layer Heaven was already enough. How many Sub-Saints at the Sixth Layer Heaven were there in the world?

"Who dares to step forward and fight?"

Lin Zifeng was filled with fervor, growing more exhilarated as he fought. He swung the War Spear through the Void, and no one dared challenge its battle prowess!

"Since no one dares to fight, then this ancient Supreme Holy Weapon belongs to me!"

Lin Zifeng glanced in all directions. Although the cultivators were eager to step forward and challenge him, who dared approach with him wielding the Heavenly Painting Halberd?

"Ah!!!"

Just as Lin Zifeng’s words fell, the Taihuang Demon did something others wouldn’t dare, slashing relentlessly with the Heartless Sword, the Sword Qi heading straight for Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng, originally displeased with the Taihuang Demon, had nearly been frightened to death in the earlier battle with Alom. But now the situation had changed.

"Perfect timing! Let’s see what the Holy Daughter of Taishang Sect can do!"

Lin Zifeng shouted loudly, kicking the base of the Heavenly Painting Halberd. Instantly, the War Spear spun around in his hand, its tip aimed at the Taihuang Demon.

"Come on!"

Lin Zifeng shouted.

Holding the War Spear, he slid a distance across the ground, quickly nearing the Taihuang Demon.

Facing the Taihuang Demon, losing greatly in Yanjing was something Lin Zifeng had yet to avenge.

Now, with the fierce weapon in hand, he was ready to test how formidable the Taihuang Demon truly was!

"Ah!!!"

The first wave of Sword Qi came fiercely, but was obliterated by the War Spear’s powerful Spear Energy.

Straightaway, the Taihuang Demon poured all his heart into it, sweeping again with his sword. The Sword Qi it carried was unparalleled, a substantial Sword Light whirlwind nearly splitting the earth, the white Sword Light expanding, slashing toward Lin Zifeng.

"Such formidable Sword Qi!" Lin Zifeng was undaunted, gripping the War Spear tightly, focusing his eyes, raising the Heavenly Painting Halberd, and shouting. The War Spear coalesced an impressive blood light in the sky, finally bursting forth with an unmatched Spear Light.

The Spear Light, like a dragon, full of spirituality, collided fiercely with the Sword Qi from the Taihuang Demon’s slash.

Suddenly, a massive wave of energy exploded, sweeping across the entire surrounding heavens and earth, dust soaring.

For a moment, their figures were nowhere to be seen; as the dust spread, the Taihuang Demon remained, but the masked man had vanished!

"Trying to escape! That’s not so easily done!"

Yao Qing Man had been watching the battle closely. Seeing Lin Zifeng vanish from the dust, he immediately pursued, while Huoluan now intensely hated the Taihuang Demon, chasing up to engage in a decisive battle with him.

Alom wasn’t foolish either; seeing Lin Zifeng flee, he followed in pursuit.

At this moment, Lin Zifeng became the center of attention, the target of everyone on Kunling Mountain.

"Swish~"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

...

A succession of experts was chasing down from behind him.

Finally, in a desolate reed field, Lin Zifeng stopped, standing quietly holding the Heavenly Painting Halberd, as if waiting for something.

Yao Qing Man, Abe Ce, and Alom had followed him, surrounding Lin Zifeng at the center.

Each of the three harbored their own intentions, exchanging glances full of unspoken meanings.

But Lin Zifeng could almost ignore them completely.

With the Holy Weapon in hand, his confidence exceeded anyone else’s.

"Do you three also intend to seize the Holy Weapon from me?" Lin Zifeng’s voice was hoarse, his cold gaze sweeping across everyone’s faces.

"Put down the Holy Weapon, and we can let you leave safely; it will save us from an exhausting battle," said Yao Qing Man, stroking his hooked mustache.

His sinister eyes gleamed with a sharp intensity.

"Huff huff huff..." The War Spear swung.

With a clang, the War Spear struck the grassy ground forcefully, coldly laughing, "Now that the Holy Weapon is in my hand, if you have the skills, come take it!"

"Don’t be arrogant! Do you think you can walk out of Kunling Mountain just because you have seized the Holy Weapon?"

Yao Qing Man flicked his sleeve, pointing straight at Lin Zifeng’s nose.

"Very well then. The Holy Weapon is in my hand, if you have the skills, come and claim it!"

At this moment, Lin Zifeng became incredibly arrogant and reckless. For those willing to do anything to seize the Holy Weapon, he naturally couldn’t care less. Worst case, he would just kill them all.

"Courting death!"

Yao Qing Man’s patience had been worn thin. He moved swiftly, transforming into a vortex of darkness, lunging at Lin Zifeng.

His five fingers opened and closed, like the jaws of a dragon, ready to end the opponent with one strike.

However, in Lin Zifeng’s eyes, Yao Qing Man’s speed was average, due to the earlier battle’s massive depletion of Primordial Energy. Only during peak condition could Yao Qing Man be able to rival Lin Zifeng.

Swish~ Just as Yao Qing Man’s fingers were about to clamp onto Lin Zifeng’s throat, expecting the opponent to counter with the War Spear, Yao Qing Man prepared to adjust his attack strategy, but instead, the opponent stood still, without moving a muscle, even as Yao Qing Man was within his attack range.

You seek death; it’s out of others’ hands.

Yao Qing Man felt secretly pleased, but as his fingers were about to close in on the opponent’s throat within three inches, suddenly the space manifested an intense gravity that gave Yao Qing Man a jolt. He didn’t understand what this was, much less what was happening.

Yet in that brief pause of a few seconds, Lin Zifeng’s opportunity came!

Whoosh~ Lin Zifeng tilted backward, his hands swirling the War Spear, creating ripples of white light in the Void with the Heavenly Painting Halberd.

"Die!!!"

Lin Zifeng shouted loudly, the War Spear swept in from the right; at that moment, Yao Qing Man finally sensed the breath of death, his eyes widening in fear. Before he could react, the War Spear sliced through, a flash of cold light.

Slosh! Even Yao Qing Man himself hadn’t anticipated this outcome.

With a single strike, Yao Qing Man was slain, Lin Zifeng didn’t even glance at him.

He walked straight ahead, stopping before Alom and Abe Ce, coldly saying: "Together."

Both Abe Ce and Alom assumed Yao Qing Man hadn’t died.

Seeing Yao Qing Man standing still, unmoving, they hesitated for three seconds.

Yao Qing Man’s head slowly slid down from his neck, the War Spear’s edge was extremely sharp, making a smooth, even cut...

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.