Urban All-Round Master

"What kind of thing do you think you are?"

The blonde middle-aged man looked coldly at Lin Zifeng, his eyes staring at him like a snake.

"Yeah, I’m not anything. So what kind of thing are you?" Lin Zifeng shrugged his shoulders and slowly stepped out of the shadows.

The big handsome guy followed closely behind, his enormous body intimidating everyone!

This big fellow is not to be trifled with; judging by the sharp aura emanating from him, he is definitely not ordinary.

"Kid, looking for death, aren’t you?!"

An older man walked out from behind the blonde middle-aged man, dressed in a samurai robe, eyes glinting coldly as he stepped forward.

The aura suddenly became fierce.

But he’s just a Qi Dao Realm cultivator; for such low-level cultivators, Lin Zifeng could easily slap him to death with one hand.

"I don’t plan on fighting; I just want to ask about secret news from the Dark Prison. I wonder if any of you are interested in telling me?" Lin Zifeng smiled.

He was intrigued after hearing their conversations about the Dark Prison. After all, they knew very little about it.

Since there are people who know about the Dark Prison now, how could he let this opportunity slip away?

Why not take advantage of this chance, understand the Dark Prison, so even if he’s deep inside, he won’t be at a disadvantage?

"What kind of thing are you? Better get lost!" The same blonde old man shouted angrily again.

Holding a Crescent Moon Curved Blade, its radiance flickered with an exotic color. But the blade was dripping with blood from the previous fight.

Facing Lin Zifeng, he showed no fear, but the group of Eastern cultivators remained relatively silent. First, Lin Zifeng was also an Easterner. Second, they could tell that Lin Zifeng and the big dog behind him were extraordinary, not ones to provoke.

With the outbreak of the Dark Prison, powerful figures are everywhere. If not blocked by this group of blonde lions in front of them, they would also prefer not to have an unpleasant battle on Western land.

For them, it would be very disadvantageous.

"Damn it, you folks don’t understand good words, do you?" The big handsome guy got angry, his enormous body moving out from behind Lin Zifeng, facing the crowd, his aura surged!

"Wow, such a powerful dog!"

Faced with the aura-surging big handsome guy, everyone felt an ominous feeling in their hearts, especially with his unrestrained aura, which shocked everyone.

"Looking for death!"

The old man was startled for a moment, but then he took the initiative to attack, surprisingly holding the Crescent Moon Curved Blade and charging straight at the big handsome guy, thinking he should have a chance for a fight. At least, it’s a test.

But when he rushed in front, the big handsome guy grinned, raised a big paw, and gave a fierce swipe from a distance, directly smashing the old man into minced meat!

"Boom!"

The elder rushed into the air, and before he even landed, his body exploded with a loud noise, limbs shattered everywhere, blood rained down from the sky, and the strong stench of blood made people want to vomit...

"You!"

"Pharaoh!"

"No..."

"..."

All the Western cultivators present witnessed their Pharaoh being easily slapped to death by a big dog!

Immediately, everyone’s hearts felt like they were being severely cut by a sharp knife, yet they watched helplessly as it all happened.

"Uh... well, sorry, that was a bit heavy. I didn’t expect this old geezer to be so weak, killed with one slap, a real misstep, a real misstep." The big handsome guy shook his head, looking helpless, as if the slap was unintentional.

But this scene, in the eyes of the Western cultivators, was an insult, a disguised insult; killing someone in front of them, what does that mean?

Of course... some were happy while others were sad. The Eastern cultivators, in contrast, were delighted. Seeing the big handsome guy kill that Western elder, they couldn’t be happier.

The battlefront instantly turned around, and Lin Zifeng knew clearly in his heart, these Western cultivators weren’t worth sparing. Instead, he could build rapport with those Eastern cultivators and ask them questions later.

"Anyone else ready to risk their neck?" The big handsome guy, proudly shaking his massive build, faced the crowd, with no sign of embarrassment.

He walked up to the Western cultivators, showing no fear.

"Damn it!"

The leading blonde man knew the big handsome guy was formidable, killing their Qi Dao Realm Pharaoh with a slap; what kind of power is this? Even he couldn’t defeat an enemy in one move!

"Are we fighting or not? If you want to fight, hurry up and don’t waste my time." The big handsome guy grinned as he walked forward, without pausing his steps.

"Eeee~"

The little one didn’t want to see the bloody scene when the big handsome guy raised his paw to kill; bravely, he stood up and waved his little paw in protest.

"Hey, little thing, really sorry about that. I didn’t mean to, but someone challenged your big bro’s aura, you know?" The big handsome guy scratched his head apologetically in front of the little one.

"Are any of you still planning to fight?" Lin Zifeng asked with a smile, hands behind his back.

Damn it! Fight? Fight for what?

The atmosphere was clear; if this continues, they might even lose their lives.

The Western cultivators were already terrified, their legs were turning weak.

The big handsome guy could kill a Qi Dao Realm master with a single slap. How would they continue fighting? It’s like asking to die!

But the current situation was tense; letting these Western cultivators retreat would be too embarrassing, right?

They were Western cultivators, after all; being so oppressed in their own territory, how could they stand it?

What a joke!

They’ve reached Western soil, yet as Western cultivators, they have no backbone, it’s really pathetic.

"Consider yourselves ruthless!"

The leading blonde man understood the situation, dared not continue the stalemate; if they stayed, they’d suffer.

"Let’s go!"

Leading the group, he prepared to leave.

"Oh? Planning to leave?"

At that moment, the Eastern cultivators didn’t intend to let them go.

"What? Seems you want us to stay?" The blonde man coldly laughed twice, his sharp gaze scanning the Eastern cultivators.

"Since you’re here, why leave so quickly?"

The leading Eastern cultivator squinted, knowing there’s help, so he wasn’t worried.

Slowly walking up to the Western cultivators, he smiled: "Leaving like this, isn’t it too cheap?"

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