Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Qingshuang!"

When Tian Chenzi saw this in mid-air, his pupils shrank and he couldn't help but shout.

The young man in white who asked for help was none other than his second disciple Qing Shuang.

Seeing his disciple in danger, Tian Chenzi immediately became confused and no longer thought about using secret techniques to explode.

"Master nephew!"

Tian Fanzi also shrank his pupils, with a look of anxiety on his face.

In a critical situation, he had only two choices before him, either to sit back and watch his nephew die at the hands of evil spies.

Or just let go of the formation and save the people personally.

However, if they do this, the evil coalition forces that are blocked from the formation will definitely enter the Wushuang Gate, and there will be another **** storm.

As a nephew, he has no intention of practicing on weekdays, but he takes good care of his fellow disciples.

Tianfanzi would definitely not be able to bear it if he just sat and watched its demise.

But he also didn't want to cause the entire Wushuang Sect to be invaded by evil cultivators because of his personal relationship.

While Tian Fanzi showed a confused look on his face, Tian Chenzi beside him had a bright light in his eyes.

"Senior brother, the rest is up to you!"

After a low shout, Tian Chenzi let go of the formation and went to rescue his apprentice.

"Junior brother, you absolutely must not!"

Tian Fanzi's pupils shrank when he heard the sound, and he hurriedly stopped the person.

Although Tian Chenzi is not the person in charge of the formation, he is also an important part of assisting the formation.

If Tian Chenzi forcibly withdraws from the formation, he will definitely suffer backlash from the formation.

He would definitely be seriously injured by then. Even if he could save his nephew, he would not end up well in the end.

Compared to his junior nephew, Tian Fanzi cares more about his junior brother.

"Senior brother, I have decided to leave, you don't need to persuade me!"

Tian Chenzi lowered his head and glanced at the mana belt wrapped around his body. A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he was about to burst out his mana to break through it.

Seeing this, Tian Fanzi had no choice but to continue to increase the output of mana. For a while, the two of them were in a stalemate in mid-air.

But off the field, the sword-wielding spy faced by the second Tianchen disciple named Qingshuang was already approaching.

Looking at the evil spy with the sword raised high in front of him and a ferocious look on his face, a look of regret flashed through Qingshuang's eyes.

If he had known this, he would have cultivated hard, but now he was unable to resist the attacks from evil cultivators.

"Master, Master, I have let you down!"

Qingshuang closed her eyes tightly, waiting for death to come to her.

However, after a while, Qingshuang didn't feel any pain at all, and couldn't help but open her eyes.

Looking up, he saw that the evil spy who had been looking ferocious in front of him was now standing there in a daze.

The whole person still maintained the posture of raising the sword just now, but he seemed to be half petrified, and he froze in place for a long time without dropping the sword.

"Fellow Taoist, what are you still doing?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the evil spy, startling Qingshuang.

But he quickly came to his senses and looked behind the spy nervously.

"Dare, dare I ask which senior brother came to help?"

Qingshuang swallowed and asked cautiously.

After hearing this, Zhang Yifeng immediately walked out from behind the spy.

"Fellow Taoist has misunderstood. I am a person who comes to Wushuangmen to worship the mountain."

"It just so happens that these evil cultivators invade Wushuang Sect. As a righteous man, naturally we cannot just sit idly by."

"Fellow Taoist is not injured, is he?"

Zhang Yifeng laughed softly, and at the same time casually pushed the spy, and the man immediately fell to the ground.

"Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoist. I'm fine."

Qing Shuang swallowed her saliva and carefully looked up and down at Zhang Yifeng.

Although he didn't like to practice, he still accumulated some magic power in his body at the request of his master.

At this time, it can naturally be seen that there is no power fluctuation in Zhang Yifeng's body.

But the other party rescued him in the blink of an eye, and was even able to subdue these evil demons who had taken the violent blood pill in an instant, which shows how powerful he is.

Qingshuang doesn't like to practice, but he loves to browse various collections and knows many secrets of monks.

In just a few moments, he guessed that Zhang Yifeng was probably a body-refining cultivator.

"It's fine if nothing happens. Evil demons are raging now, so fellow Taoists still need to take care of themselves."

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly, then turned his eyes to the side.

Not far away, he saw an evil spy who had also swallowed the Bloody Blood Pill and was planning to kill the Wushuang Sect disciples in the formation.

"The situation is urgent, so I won't stay here any longer, fellow Taoist."

The moment Zhang Yifeng's voice fell, his figure moved and disappeared in front of Qing Shuang.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the evil spy who was intent on committing murder.

Looking at the other party's ferocious face with bulging veins, Zhang Yifeng's expression remained unchanged.

He clenched his right fist slightly and punched it out, and a loud bang was heard.

His right fist hit the evil spy's chest.

After a long moment of silence, the evil spy even lowered his head and looked at the position of his heart.

However, despite Zhang Yifeng's momentum, he did not feel any signs of pain.

"Haha, if you dare to stand up for others with this little strength, then I'll kill you first!"

The evil spy gave a ferocious laugh and raised his sword to strike at Zhang Yifeng.

But the next moment, his arm stagnated in mid-air, making it difficult to swing the sword.

"What, what's going on!"

The evil spy was shocked and looked at his arm in disbelief.

He subconsciously wanted to move his body, but he felt as if half of his body was out of control, and he was frozen in place, unable to move.

"Your heart has been shattered by me, so naturally you can no longer control your body."

"Just wait here obediently."

Zhang Yifeng said quietly and knocked the evil spy to the ground with a wave of his hand.

The evil spy who wanted to attack Qingshuang just now was also controlled by Zhang Yifeng in this way.

Zhang Yifeng did not want to get involved too much in the past, lest it cause irreversible effects in the future.

The reason for taking action now was because of an unprecedented attack on the mountain by evil cultivators in Lu Shuang's memory.

But even if he takes action, Zhang Yifeng is very cautious and tries not to make his presence too conspicuous.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me!"

Upon seeing this, the Wushuang sect disciple who was rescued by Zhang Yifeng quickly bowed to him.

"Fellow Taoists don't need to be polite. They are all members of the same sect and should support each other."

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand when he heard the sound, then turned his head and looked elsewhere.

At this time, there are still many evil demons causing trouble in the formation, and many Wushuang Sect disciples are also facing life-threatening danger.

"Fellow Taoist, please continue to bless the formation with peace of mind. Leave these evil demons to me to deal with!"

After whispering, Zhang Yifeng's figure began to move around in the formation, dealing with these evil spies who were causing trouble.

With the addition of Zhang Yifeng, a new force, the situation in the formation immediately improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Every time he takes action, he can subdue an evil spy.