Now, saying anything more is useless. Lin Zifeng is too lazy to continue the pointless conversation with them.
"There's no point in speaking now. Aren't you all under the banner of Fu Mo? Very well, if you want to subdue demons, subdue me, the Great Demon, first!"
Swish!
The Heavenly Painting Halberd made a casual swing, and a brilliant blood light slashed through the void.
At this moment, everyone from the Holy Hall and Beiming had placed their last hope on Lin Zifeng. Even though Lin Zifeng might not be able to kill all these people in front of him, his presence provided immense satisfaction to everyone's hearts.
"Uncle, you absolutely must not get hurt. You are the reliance of everyone here. It doesn't matter if we die, Uncle, you must live well."
It was better when Lin Zifeng hadn't appeared, but now that he has, it only brings more worry to everyone.
How could Lin Zifeng, with his current abilities, possibly be a match for these Eastern Kings?
