Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"This is impossible, right?"

Wangsu listened to what Zhang Yifeng said, a look of hesitation flashed on his face, and he replied stiffly.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to believe that what Zhang Yifeng said was true.

After all, everyone in Wushuangmen used to get along as a family.

In such a harmonious environment, Wangsu really could not have imagined that in addition to the eldest disciple of Uncle Tianchenzi, there were other spies in the sect.

"Really? You don't believe it?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at Wangsu, his eyes flashing continuously.

"What's the meaning?"

Wangsu felt an inexplicable feeling of panic when he heard the sound. He frowned and looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Zhang thinks that I am also a spy planted by evil forces into the Wushuang Sect?"

Wangsu said in confusion. When he looked at Zhang Yifeng's eyes, he felt that it was not a good look.

"Of course not, but that may not be the case for the people around Taoist Fellow Wangsu."

Zhang Yifeng said quietly. As soon as he said this, Wangsu's expression changed drastically.

Including the disciples of the Wushuang Sect standing beside him, their pupils shrank.

"What do you mean, don't you doubt us?!"

Suddenly, a disciple from the Wushuang Sect next to Wangsu yelled at Zhang Yifeng full of anger.

"So eager to defend yourself? I don't seem to have identified you as a spy, right?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the Wushuang disciple with an angry face.

"You and I!"

The Wushuang disciple's voice stopped for a moment, and Zhang Yifeng was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

"Don't worry. Although I didn't identify him, now that you've jumped out on your own, there's nothing more to say."

Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly and stared at this person with cold eyes.

Before Wangsu and others could react, Zhang Yifeng came to the disciple's side.

A punch hit him in the abdomen, and the Wushuang sect disciple rolled his eyes and fell to his knees.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which clearly showed the power of Zhang Yifeng's punch.

"Zhang Daoyou, what are you doing!"

Wangsu's pupils trembled when he saw this, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zhang Yifeng's arm, looking at him solemnly and said.

Several other Wushuang Sect disciples also reacted quickly and rushed forward to surround Zhang Yifeng.

"what are you up to!"

Except for Wangsu, the other Wushuang sect disciples shouted angrily, and their hands were already pressed on the hilt of the sword at their waist.

They didn't know that Zhang Yifeng was the head's guest, so naturally they wouldn't be as polite to him as Wangsu.

Wangsu, on the other hand, insisted that Zhang Yifeng was the master's guest, so he was not as excited as others.

"Oh, don't panic, everyone, not to mention fellow Taoist Wangsu, don't you want evidence?"

"I'll find it for you now."

Zhang Yifeng chuckled, then reached out and gently pulled away Wangsu's hand on his arm.

At the same time, he also pulled the Wushuang sect disciple who had been knocked unconscious by him from the ground.

Wangsu looked down at his palm in shock.

Although he respected Zhang Yifeng, he wanted to prevent him from hurting other brothers.

Wangsu had just used magic power to control Zhang Yifeng's arm.

However, the other party only used a slight force to pull his hand away.

Thinking of this, Wangsu's eyes couldn't help but become a little condensed.

But the scene that happened next made Wangsu's jaw drop in shock.

Zhang Yifeng picked up the disciple and then started groping for his chest.

Seeing this, several Wushuang sect disciples on the side looked at Zhang Yifeng warily.

It wasn't until he groped for a long time that he took out an object from the disciple's arms.

He saw that it was something like a small black pill, which the disciple had firmly hidden in the secret pocket on his chest.

Zhang Yifeng did not rush to hand this thing to Wangsu and the others, but took it close and moved the tip of his nose slightly.

Immediately, the strong smell of blood and an evil breath from the black pills reached his nose.

"Ah, a crude thing."

After sneering, Zhang Yifeng casually threw the black elixir to Wangsu.

Wangsu caught the elixir in a panic, and after observing it for a while, a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

"This, if I read it correctly, should be the violent blood pill refined by the Evil Tail Sect!"

Wangsu said with an embarrassed expression. As soon as he said this, several fellow disciples around him showed shocked expressions.

"It's hard, is Huaiyu really an evil spy?!"

"Otherwise, how could he have this violent blood pill in his body? This is a righteous forbidden medicine!"

Several people started talking in a flurry, while Wangsu crushed the violent blood pill in his hand with an embarrassed expression.

After throwing away the residue, Wangsu turned his head and bowed to Zhang Yifeng.

"Thank you Daoist Zhang for your help, otherwise we would have suffered a disaster if the spy swallowed the violent blood pill!"

Wangsu's words were full of gratitude to Zhang Yifeng.

This violent blood pill is an evil pill refined by the Evil Tail Sect. Once swallowed, the mana in the body can increase several times.

But when the effect of the medicine ends, the person will become disabled even if he does not die, and will not be able to embark on the path of cultivation for the rest of his life.

That's why this violent blood elixir was deemed a forbidden drug by the righteous path of Qinghuang Realm. No matter what the reason is, no righteous disciple is allowed to possess it.

Now that Huaiyu has banned drugs, his identity as a spy can basically be confirmed.

Just because those who possess this elixir are either evil cultivators, or dead warriors trained by the evil cult and placed in the righteous sect.

Once discovered, they will immediately swallow the violent blood pill to resist.

And if Zhang Yifeng hadn't taken action to subdue him, he didn't dare to think about what the outcome would have been.

"May I ask Fellow Daoist Zhang, how did you figure out that this man is an evil spy?"

Wangsu pursed his lips and asked Zhang Yifeng cautiously.

"When I talked about the spies just now, I was observing your reactions."

"Among you, he was the only one who looked panicked at that time, and he touched his chest from time to time."

"I saw that he was behaving strangely, so I deliberately tested him, but to my surprise, it was really him."

"Of course, the violent blood pill you mentioned was also because I saw him touching his chest several times, so I guessed that there might be something hidden there."

Zhang Yifeng replied calmly, but then looked around the field.

When Wangsu saw this, he seemed to have thought of something, and a look of horror suddenly flashed across his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, could it be that at this moment on top of these mountains..."

After swallowing his saliva, Wangsu was shocked by the suspicion in his heart and did not dare to say it outright.

"Even you have a spy hidden here. I'm afraid there are many spies hidden in the field now."

"And if this violent blood pill is really as dangerous as you say, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle next."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly, confirming Wangsu's suspicion.

After hearing this, Wangsu turned pale instantly.