Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The young man from Black Needle Gate looked at Zhang Yifeng coldly, showing no intention of compromising.

As a disciple of the famous evil sect in the Qinghuang world, how could he throw away the loot he got just because of Zhang Yifeng's few words.

"You don't think that you're qualified to fight with me just because you've dealt with those trash, do you?"

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhang Yifeng with interest and asked.

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly when he heard this and looked at him indifferently.

"So, you don't want to cooperate with me?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Hahaha, just because you are a physical practitioner, do you have nothing to fear?"

"I might as well tell you the truth, our Black Needle Sect has studied countless monks, and naturally there are physical practitioners like you among them."

"Physical training specializes in cultivating the physical body, and the body is many times stronger than that of ordinary monks."

"But even so, if we meet our Black Needle Sect, we will only be defeated!"

The evil young man from Black Needle Sect laughed, his face full of unruly expression.

Looking at his appearance, Zhang Yifeng knew that the other party must have fought against physical cultivators, otherwise he wouldn't understand him so clearly.

And judging from his expression, he clearly felt that he could easily hurt the body cultivator with his own methods.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but show a hint of vigilance on his face.

Although with his physical strength, he is a rare opponent in this world.

But there is no guarantee that the other party will not use some weird means to hurt you.

"What, are you scared?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect laughed immediately when he saw Zhang Yifeng's wary look on his face.

"Afraid? You can come over and try."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to hook his fingers, his eyes full of amusement.

"oh?"

Upon seeing this, the young man from the Black Needle Sect narrowed his pupils slightly and looked Zhang Yifeng up and down.

"Okay, then let me test how much you weigh!"

After making a serious sound, the young man from the Black Needle Sect moved his fingertips.

In an instant, several rays of black light struck directly towards Zhang Yifeng.

After staring at the several black lights flying in front of him for a long time, the alert look in Zhang Yifeng's eyes gradually dissipated.

He was seen standing still, facing the several silver needles flying towards him with black light, without any intention of resisting.

The few silver needles shot by the young man from the Black Needle Sect came to Zhang Yifeng in the blink of an eye.

Facing Zhang Yifeng, who showed no intention of resisting, the silver needle penetrated his skin without mercy and plunged deeply.

The young man from the Black Needle Sect also didn’t expect that the physical cultivator who was still clamoring with him just now would actually make up for it like this.

He didn't even dodge the silver needle he used to test?

"It's ridiculous. Is that really your level?"

"That's alright, just one more research material for body cultivation."

The young man from Black Needle Gate smiled disdainfully and said sarcastically.

Then he walked towards Zhang Yifeng, preparing to take him to the rear of the evil cultivator alliance.

Rather than destroying the Wushuang Sect, he wanted to capture more research materials.

Now that he has a disciple of the Wushuang Sect in his hands, one more body cultivation is enough for him to study for a while.

Stepping up to Zhang Yifeng, the young man from the Black Needle Sect raised his hand with a calm expression and started to pull Zhang Yifeng's collar back.

"Don't worry."

However, there was no pulling sensation. Instead, the Black Needle Sect youth's arm was suddenly held by a huge force.

"Wha, what?!"

Hearing the voice coming from his ears, he turned around quickly.

But he saw Zhang Yifeng looking at him quietly with a strange smile on his lips.

"You, how could you break free from the control of Black Needle!"

The young man from Black Needle Sect looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief and shouted in a low voice.

At the same time, his body was trembling slightly, and a bad feeling came to his mind.

"Black needles? Are these toys?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and his body trembled slightly as he spoke.

Immediately, several silver needles were forcefully squeezed out from various parts of his body, and fell to the ground at his feet with crisp sounds.

The young man from the Black Needle Sect looked down at the silver needles that fell to the ground, and his pupils couldn't help but tremble violently.

"You, you can actually expel black needles from your body!"

After swallowing his saliva, the young man from Black Needle Sect said in disbelief.

"They're just a bunch of little toys, so what's the difficulty in squeezing them out."

"I think too highly of you. I didn't expect you to be so capable."

Zhang Yifeng sighed as he spoke, then stretched out his palm and pressed it on the head of the young man from the Black Needle Sect.

"What are you going to do?!"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect was shocked. The next moment, his vision went dark, and a huge force came from above his head.

boom!

A loud noise sounded with Zhang Yifeng as the center.

Looking at the young man from the Black Needle Sect, he was forcefully pushed into the ground, leaving only his head outside.

"vomit!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the Black Needle Sect young man, and his whole body was already very sluggish.

Zhang Yifeng's press made him half crippled.

Although he still had a breath left, the young man from the Black Needle Sect could no longer feel the condition below his head.

In other words, he has been paralyzed by Zhang Yifeng.

"Fellow Taoist, are you okay?"

Zhang Yifeng didn't even look at the pitiful appearance of the Black Needle Sect youth, and casually pulled up the Wushuang Sect disciple who had fallen to the ground.

He raised his hand and pressed on his abdomen, and he slowly pulled out a silver needle.

After Yinzhen came out of his body, the Wushuang Sect disciple immediately began to gasp for air.

After Haosheng regained his composure, he stood upright and bowed to Zhang Yifeng.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"

The eyes of the Wushuang Sect disciple were filled with gratitude.

Although he was controlled by the silver needle just now, he could still sense everything in the outside world.

I also saw with my own eyes how Zhang Yifeng rescued him from the evil cultivator of the Black Needle Sect.

"As a guest of Wushuangmen, these are what I should do."

"What's more, the Wushuang Sect is the leader of the righteous path in the Qinghuang Realm. How can we allow these evil spirits to do whatever they want here?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly, and then replied with a serious face.

"Fellow Daoist's injury is serious. It's better to retreat to the rear to recover."

Zhang Yifeng had no intention of continuing the conversation with him, so in a few words he sent him back to the defense network formed by the disciples of Wushuang Sect.

"Who are you, this guy?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect who was pushed into the ground was struggling to raise his head and asked Zhang Yifeng with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes when he heard the sound, and slowly squatted down in front of the Black Needle Sect young man.

"Me? I have many identities, but now to you I am just a passerby who sees rough roads."

"But I advise you to keep what happened today in your heart and be a good person in the future."

After Zhang Yifeng said this, with a strange smile on his lips, he stretched out his hand and made gestures in front of his forehead for a while.