"Die!"
Liu Jihong's men all felt murderous intent arise within them, and at this moment, Lin Zifeng no longer spared even half a thought for old affections. The tip of the Heavenly Painting Halberd was flashing with golden light like lightning, carrying the might of a mountain, and directly aimed at one person's throat!
Feeling the vast power of this strike from Lin Zifeng, the crowd didn't dare hesitate. They quickly pushed their Elemental Power to the utmost to form a protective shield flashing with multicolored lights in front of that person.
Watching the protective shield inches from the spear tip, the hint of a mocking arc at the corner of Lin Zifeng's mouth was made more sinister by the glow.
These dozen military generals might think that with their combined strength, they could resist Lin Zifeng's full strike; but if things were as they imagined, would Lin Zifeng still be worthy of wielding the Heavenly Painting Halberd?
"Boom..."
