Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1987 - 1977: Slaughter Syndrome Erupts!

Facing the full-force onslaught of Yao Qingjiao’s Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace, Lin Zifeng was drenched in sweat, frantically throwing Liu Jiuhuang and the others away. Then he wielded the Heavenly Painting Halberd to fiercely contend with Yao Qingjiao’s Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace."Boom!"

The Heavenly Painting Halberd slipped from his grasp, its immense energy fluctuation surging like tidal waves. Lin Zifeng was violently knocked back.

"Pfft!"

Blood flowed continuously from his mouth, his body thrown like a runaway horse.

"Lin Zifeng!" Nangong Bing witnessed Lin Zifeng being injured once again. After breaking free from everyone’s restraints, her magic power soared to new heights. Lin Zifeng held an esteemed place in Nangong Bingxin’s heart. Seeing him hurt, she went mad.

"Eeya!" Nangong Bing erupted, exerting all her strength to break free from the siege of the three Holy Masters, then quickly rushed towards Lin Zifeng.

However, after breaking free, she exposed her back to those Holy Masters.

The Taihuang Demon pursued relentlessly, flinging the Heartless Sword with force. The target was locked on Nangong Bing’s back; if she couldn’t block it, she would inevitably be pierced through by the Heartless Sword.

"No!!!"

Nangong Bing was concerned about Lin Zifeng’s injuries, and Lin Zifeng just happened to see the Taihuang Demon’s sword shooting across. At that moment, Lin Zifeng’s mind went blank. Everything he did was centered around his wife, Nangong Bing. If anything happened to Nangong Bing in front of him, his child would also be in danger.

By then, even if he survived, he would live a life full of regrets!

"Ugh!!!" Lin Zifeng roared skyward, his heart wracked with pain, feeling a helplessness he had never experienced. He couldn’t even protect his beloved woman. What right did he have to call himself a man!

"Pfft!"

However—the very thing he feared happened.

The Taihuang Demon’s Heartless Sword sliced past Nangong Bing’s delicate body. Blood spurted wildly. Then, the Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace of Yao Qingjiao came crashing down, also striking Nangong Bing’s body.

The dual attack pushed Nangong Bing to her limits. Her powerless body began to fall from mid-air; at any moment, this peerless beauty might fall from grace.

"Cousin!"

"Sister Nangong!"

"Miss Nangong!"

"..."

Everyone on the high platform screamed desperately. With so many Eastern Kings surrounding her, even if Nangong Bing had three heads and six arms, she had no chance of turning the tide.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly! Lin Zifeng’s eyes were once again covered with a layer of blood clouds. At that moment, he had nothing in his eyes but endless slaughter.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

The Slaughter Syndrome erupted once more!

Whoosh!

A burst of dark light, Lin Zifeng shot up into the sky. He swiftly rushed toward Nangong Bing.

"Roar!"

A long howl, he struck with bare fists heavily on the Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace.

Immediately, a domineering force sent Yao Qingjiao’s Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace flying.

Then, he grabbed the Taihuang Demon’s Heartless Sword with his bare hands. Tink~ The Heartless Sword sparked, though he didn’t crush it, Lin Zifeng’s bare-handed strength still sent the Heartless Sword flying.

"Nangong Bing!"

Against the wind, Lin Zifeng caught Nangong Bing into his embrace. At this moment, Nangong Bing’s face was pale. Blood trickled from her lips. Her white clothes were stained with blood. Her demonized body was extremely fragile, as if her life could vanish at any moment.

"Lin Zifeng!"

In his embrace, Nangong Bing slowly opened her drowsy eyes, her demonization faded away, returning her to her original form, though her body was exceptionally weak.

If the Taihuang Demon’s Heartless Sword had pierced a little deeper, Nangong Bing could have died.

Feeling her bleeding wound, Lin Zifeng’s heart ached like a knife. His eyes were bloodshot. The woman lying in his arms was his wife. And she was carrying his child.

His wife and child suffered such a heavy blow. Lin Zifeng was driven to desperation. The lives of everyone in the Holy Hall and Beiming were in his hands alone. If anything happened to them, living alone would bring him no joy.

"Don’t speak, focus on your body." Lin Zifeng’s voice became coarse and hoarse. She looked at his crazed face caused by her, and those cold eyes. At this moment, Nangong Bing didn’t know whether to feel joy or grief...

Thus, Lin Zifeng carried Nangong Bing step by step toward everyone in the Holy Hall, gently putting her down, channeling an extremely faint source of elemental power through his hands to heal her injuries.

All the Eastern Kings gathered on the high platform, forming a line.

"Take care of her for me." Lin Zifeng walked to Beiming Yu, gently placing Nangong Bing down.

"And you...?" Beiming Yu frowned, wanting to say something, but seeing Lin Zifeng had changed, she refrained from speaking further.

"Uncle～" Tangtang sobbed quietly, calling out.

Everyone in the Holy Hall and Beiming watched Lin Zifeng’s departing figure with bated breath.

Lin Zifeng slowly walked to the center of the high platform. Standing there, he slowly raised his head, his cold, intimidating black eyes shooting out two beams of real light.

Demonic Qi surged around him, emanating a menacing black aura.

The Slaughter Syndrome had erupted once again, previously suppressed by the Magic Bracelet, now it erupted anew, greatly harming Lin Zifeng.

Each outbreak chiseled away at his sanity. Combined with the fierce energy of the Heavenly Painting Halberd devouring his mind, a few more outbreaks might lead him to truly lose himself, becoming a merciless killing demon.

"Heavenly Painting Halberd!"

Lin Zifeng shouted. The Heavenly Painting Halberd, which had been knocked into a boulder, shivered violently on the rock. Finally, with a clang, it broke free of the boulder and shot through the air.

Whoosh～

"Clang!"

Lin Zifeng caught the returning Heavenly Painting Halberd with one hand. With a casual swing, he cleaved a crack in the sturdy Stone Platform.

Crack... debris flew.

"Looks like there’s more than one demon. The real Great Demon has always been among us."

Shan Ghost King Mo Xiangxi let out two eerie laughs. His thick eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"Then what are we waiting for? All demons deserve to be killed. There’s no point in keeping him; might as well kill him first." Beihai God King Xu Wu, transformed into a violent bear, leaped toward Lin Zifeng.

His Beast Totem was formidable, especially after transformation, his ten sharp claws were more powerful than most Holy Artifacts. Lin Zifeng hadn’t heard of him, but being an Eastern King meant he had his merits.

"Swoosh!"

The despicable Taihuang Demon was someone Lin Zifeng loathed to the core; if given the chance, he would risk his life to kill this villain! Nangong Bing’s injuries were caused by this villain, and Lin Zifeng would not forget that debt.