Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The Wushuang sect disciple who intended to self-destruct looked down and saw that the thing piercing his belly was a silver needle emitting black light.

The moment the silver needle entered his body, it sealed the rioting mana in his body.

"what happened?!"

The Wushuang sect disciple was shocked, and then he felt a sense of numbness in his limbs, and he stood there unable to move.

"Guys, it seems that your preparations are not sufficient."

At the same time, a sinister voice came from the side.

Then a young man wearing a dark red robe walked out and raised a few silver needles on his fingertips at several evil cultivators.

These silver needles also emitted a strange black light, and it was obvious that the silver needles that stopped Wushuang Sect disciples from self-destructing were made by him.

"Black Light, Silver Needle, are you from the Black Needle Sect?"

The leader of the evil cultivator looked at this person, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, don't be afraid, we are allies now."

"Even if I want to attack you, at least I have to wait until this happens."

The evil young man holding the silver needle in his hand laughed, and then looked at the controlled Wushuang disciple.

"I don't know if you can give this person to me?"

"I have long heard that the skills practiced by Wushuang Sect disciples have strange powers, and I have been fascinated by them for a long time."

"It's just that I haven't had the chance to catch a Wushuang disciple and study it carefully."

The evil young man looked at the evil cultivators with a smile and said in a calm tone.

The leader of the evil cultivator's pupils froze when he heard this, and a look of horror appeared on his face, as if he had thought of something terrible.

He was well aware of the terrifying aspects of the Black Needle Sect. After swallowing his saliva, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, just do what you want. After all, you are just a disciple of the Wushuang Sect."

"There are still a lot of Wushuang disciples here, let's find someone else to attack them."

After saying that, he turned around and signaled with his eyes to the people around him, then turned around and left.

"Fellow Taoist is really considerate."

When the evil young man saw this, he narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"Brother, why should we give up our prey to him?"

"There are so many of us, but he is the only one. Anyway, there are so many people out there now, even if..."

Not far away, one of the evil cultivators spoke about this matter with a puzzled look on his face.

But when the leader of the evil cultivator heard this, he slapped him in the face.

"Shut up and be honest if you don't want to die."

"You have never heard of the Black Needle Sect, but I have heard of their methods."

"This Black Needle Sect is more weird and terrifying than the evil sects. The method they use is to use flying needles to easily assassinate you when you are not aware of it."

"Don't say it's just a few of us. Even twice as many people won't be enough to kill him."

"And these black needles also have a special hobby, which is to torture monks, whether they are evil cultivators or righteous monks, in the name of research."

"As long as you fall into their hands, you won't be able to come back properly!"

After the leader of the evil cultivator finished speaking, he did not forget to turn his head and glance at the strange young man behind him who was sizing up the disciple of the Wushuang Sect.

"Is it really so scary?"

Suddenly, a voice came to his ears.

"Are you annoyed? I've told you that we are not the ones to provoke this Black Needle Sect!"

The leader of the evil cultivator had a look of impatience on his face, suppressed his anger, turned around and shouted in a low voice.

However, when he looked back, he saw that his younger brothers were looking at him blankly.

"Brother, we weren't the ones who asked just now."

After several boys looked at each other, one of them said tremblingly.

"What?"

The leader of the evil cultivator was stunned for a moment, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

"Stop looking for it, it's right here."

A voice suddenly came from his ears again, and immediately his eyes blurred.

After regaining consciousness again, he saw that his younger brothers were all kneeling on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

And a figure was already standing beside him, tapping his shoulder with one hand.

"Sir, may I ask who you are?"

The leader of the evil cultivator swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and asked while trembling.

He didn't even dare to look at the other person's face.

"Don't call me sir, I'm not familiar with evil cultivators like you."

"I am considered a guest of Wushuang Sect. I cannot see you evil cultivators acting recklessly here."

Following the sound coming from his ears, the leader of the evil cultivator suddenly showed a look of horror.

"Sir, I hope you will let me go. I will definitely leave immediately!"

The evil cultivator's body shook uncontrollably and he replied with a trembling voice.

"hehe."

The only answer he received was a sneer and a sharp pain in his abdomen.

"cough!"

The evil cultivator immediately fell to his knees and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"Only the victims of this battle are qualified to judge you."

As the voice fell, the evil cultivator looked up slightly, and a tall figure was reflected in his gradually blurred eyes.

He has a handsome face and a calm expression, as if he is not affected by anything.

"Unexpectedly, Wushuang Sect has such a master."

With the voice of reluctance rising in his heart, the evil cultivator also fainted along with his younger brother.

And it was Zhang Yifeng who knocked these people unconscious.

Previously, Zhang Yifeng was standing in the center of the battle formation and could see the overall situation.

Not long after, he noticed the Wushuang sect disciple here who wanted to self-destruct in exchange for his life.

Zhang Yifeng immediately rushed over and took care of these evil cultivators.

"Hey, friend over there, could you put down the person you're holding?"

Zhang Yifeng put one hand behind his back, walked towards the evil young man from the Black Needle Sect, and asked loudly.

"Um?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect was planning to retreat to the rear with the disciples from the Wushuang Sect.

But suddenly he heard someone shouting at him, and he immediately turned around.

Holding the Wushuang sect disciple who intended to self-destruct in his hand, he saw Zhang Yifeng walking towards him.

At the same time, he also noticed that behind Zhang Yifeng, there were several evil cultivators who had been driven away by him lying on the ground.

Seeing this, the young man from Black Needle Gate shrank his pupils and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a little interest in his eyes.

At the same time, he did not forget to sense Zhang Yifeng's cultivation power.

But after some exploration, the look of surprise and interest on his face became even more intense.

"Oh? I didn't know there was a physical master like you in Wushuang Sect."

The young man from Black Needle Sect raised his eyebrows and asked Zhang Yifeng with interest.

"I'm not a member of Wushuang Sect. I just happen to be resting in Wushuang Sect for a period of time. I don't want to encounter such a thing."

"I have no interest in taking your lives. Could you please return the people in your hands?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at the Wushuang sect disciple in his hand and said softly.

"Hahaha, once the things in my Heizhenmen's hands come into my hands, there is no way to return them!"