Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"what are you up to?!"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect didn't think much about Zhang Yifeng's words. He just thought that he was afraid of suffering revenge from his sect in the future.

But seeing him making strange gestures in front of his forehead, the young man from Black Needle Sect could not help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

"Don't worry, I didn't want to kill you."

"I just want to teach you a lesson so that you can remember what happened today when you want to do evil again in the future."

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand at him and said in a calm tone.

Immediately, under the astonished eyes of the Black Needle Clan youth, he finally chose a location.

Immediately, Zhang Yifeng slightly bent his finger and flicked it **** his forehead.

There was a muffled sound, and the young man from the Black Needle Sect felt a huge force coming from his forehead.

The next moment, the back of his head hit the ground hard, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

"It seems the strength is still a bit heavy."

Zhang Yifeng lowered his head and looked at the Black Needle Clan youth who had fainted with his neck crooked, and couldn't help but sigh.

Then he stood up and looked around in other directions.

At this time, there were still many disciples of the Wushuang Sect who were being besieged by the evil cultivator alliance.

Suddenly, Zhang Yifeng's figure kept flashing, and he officially started to exert force.

A Wushuang sect disciple who was in the middle of a fierce battle felt his eyes blurred for a moment, and then all the evil cultivators in front of him fell to the ground.

Although no one appeared, a voice did ring in their ears, guiding them back to the battle formation re-established by Wushuang Sect.

However, the number of evil cultivator coalition forces is still too great, even if Zhang Yifeng can rescue these Wushuang Sect disciples in time.

But if he alone wants to deal with all the invading evil cultivators as soon as possible, it is tantamount to wishful thinking.

And as he continued to be active on the battlefield, evil cultivators gradually noticed his existence.

"Damn it, is this guy the one who knocked Brother Liu and the others unconscious?"

Zhang Yifeng had just dealt with an evil cultivator, and when he turned around, several more evil cultivators surrounded him.

Judging from their vigilant looks, they clearly noticed Zhang Yifeng's presence.

"Sigh, just relying on this brute force is still a little worse after all."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly. If he recovered his cultivation, he would not be able to kill these evil cultivators in the blink of an eye.

Now, with his physical strength, although he can deal with evil cultivators without injury, his speed is much slower.

Fortunately, he was not the only one on the battlefield. The disciples of Wushuang Sect were also constantly attacking the evil cultivators.

And because of the addition of Zhang Yifeng, the pressure on the disciples of the Wushuang Sect was suddenly reduced, and the balance of victory was once again tilted towards balance.

Although those evil cultivators noticed Zhang Yifeng, no one dared to come forward to touch him at this time.

After all, they all knew that Zhang Yifeng had quietly solved many evil cultivators.

Even if they swarm over, I'm afraid they won't be able to get any benefits from his hands.

"If you don't do anything, just step aside."

Zhang Yifeng squinted at them, noticed the shrinking of these people, and said coldly.

The evil cultivators did not dare to reply, but they all swallowed their saliva.

Just because Zhang Yifeng also enveloped them with his own murderous aura as he spoke.

These evil cultivators were suddenly struck by the sight of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and for a moment they did not dare to act arbitrarily.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng became even more uninterested in these evil cultivators. He turned around and went to rescue the other disciples of the Wushuang Sect.

At this moment, a burst of wild laughter suddenly reached his ears.

"Hahaha, is this the strength of the Wushuang Sect? It's really vulnerable!"

At the same time, there were bursts of screams of pain.

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and looked intently, and saw that the battle formation of the Wushuang Sect disciples had been torn open at some point.

A figure covered in blood was attacking crazily among the Wushuang Sect disciples.

His cultivation was obviously far superior to that of the disciples of Wushuang Sect, and he was as unstoppable as a wolf that slew into a flock of sheep.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came out.

Immediately, a sword-wielding figure flew out of the crowd and stood in front of the **** figure.

"Blood Demon! As the deacon of the Blood Clothes Sect, you actually attacked our disciples. You are really shameless!"

Zhang Yifeng looked at the person coming, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

The person who flew out from the crowd was Wangsu who was supposed to protect Lu Shuang.

At this moment, Wangsu was staring at the **** figure, his face full of anger.

"Oh? I didn't expect that someone could see my true identity."

"Boy, you have some sense."

Seeing that his true body was destroyed by human beings, the Blood Demon immediately put away the layer of blood on his body and looked up and down at Wangsu.

The Blood Demon was born in the Blood Clothes Sect and was the main fighting sect among the evil sects in the Qinghuang Realm.

Faced with the balance presented on the surface of the Qinghuang Realm, the Blood Demon and even the Blood Clothes Sect behind it showed disdain.

At the same time, as the main fighting faction, they have been planning to eliminate all the righteous sects in Qinghuang Realm.

As for the Blood Demon, just as Wangsu said, he is the deacon of the Blood Clothes Sect.

This time, he was also arranged by the sect to lead the disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect to destroy the Wushuang Sect.

He is also one of the leaders of the coalition.

However, everyone else is now engaged in a fierce battle with the upper levels of the Wushuang Sect, but the Blood Demon does not want to get involved in their battle.

Even after swallowing the violent blood pill, the Blood Demon still understood that his strength was slightly weaker than that of the Wushuang Sect and other sects.

Instead of serving as cannon fodder for others, the Blood Demon might as well come to the battlefield and lead the coalition of evil cultivators to completely kill all the disciples of the Wushuang Sect.

But now it seems that his decision was indeed correct.

These disciples of the Wushuang Sect were too weak to resist him.

I believe that soon, he will be able to lead the evil cultivators to kill all the disciples of the Wushuang Sect.

But now there is a guy who can see through his identity and even dares to face him directly, which can't help but surprise the Blood Demon.

It was just that the Blood Demon looked at Wangsu up and down for a while, but felt that his cultivation was only average.

Among this group of Wushuang sect disciples, it was the mediocre one whose eyes suddenly flashed with contempt.

"Boy, I don't know where you heard about my Blood Clothes Sect."

"But with your level of cultivation, you still dare to block the path of my blood demon. You are really looking for death!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the blood all around the Blood Demon condensed into a spear in front of him.

The blood demon raised his hand, held the spear in his hand, and immediately threw it towards Wangsu.

The blood-colored spear streaked across the sky and pierced Wangsu's heart.

"Senior Brother Wangsu!"

Instantly, the surrounding Wushuang sect disciples all shouted loudly, and they all took action to block the **** spear.

However, with their strength and the power they had accumulated in a hurry.

It was completely insufficient to intercept the powerful blow from the Blood Demon blessed by the Violent Blood Pill.