"Kid, your current strength is not enough to clash with him head-on, don't try to confront him directly," the handsome man shouted loudly. Shen Wuheng's combat power was inherently formidable.
He also held the Immortal Suppressing Tripod, absolute power, and coupled with the power of the Holy Artifact, he was truly invincible.
It's important to know that if a Holy Artifact unleashes all its power, it is equivalent to the strength of a Saint.
"Leave the Heavenly Painting Halberd for me!" Suddenly, Shen Wuheng shifted position again, his fingers like dragons, darting straight towards Lin Zifeng.
"Kill!"
Lin Zifeng uttered softly, blood oozing from his lips, his eyes crimson, as he thrust the Heavenly Painting Halberd forward, the tip like a fierce tiger, with menacing fangs devouring Shen Wuheng's fingers.
"Suppress!"
