Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"It's really something full of sin."

Before the blood demon could take action, Zhang Yifeng looked at the **** spear in his hand and said with disgust on his face.

That's right, it was Zhang Yifeng who had just interfered with the Blood Demon and taken the opportunity to save Wangsu.

"You should have killed a lot of people by refining such evil things."

Slowly putting down the **** spear in his hand, Zhang Yifeng looked at the Blood Demon with cold eyes.

"Huh? That's all you want to say?"

The Blood Demon frowned, as if he didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to say such words.

After all, no matter whether they are on the right path or the evil path, they don't care much about the lives of mortals.

In the eyes of the blood demon, the righteous way kills the evil monks in the name of protecting mortals and slaying demons, which is just to put gold on their faces.

Anyway, in their eyes, mortals are just a group of tools that can be recycled.

Even if people in a village are killed by them, in a few years, a group of mortals will gather in that place again.

For the monks, a few years passed in the blink of an eye.

This is why the Blood Demon was surprised that Zhang Yifeng could say such words.

"Why, are you the kind of guy who cares about mortal lives?"

"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous. I didn't expect there to be a fool like you in Qinghuang Realm."

The blood demon looked at Zhang Yifeng with a strange expression, and then suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Facing his wild laughter and sarcasm, Zhang Yifeng looked at him with an unchanging expression.

"It seems that I can only acquiesce that you did this."

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly and then said to himself.

"Boy, are you ignoring me?!"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's appearance, the Blood Demon felt an unknown fire surge into his heart.

As a deacon of the Blood-clothed Sect, even if he is not as good as Liehua and the others, the Blood Demon's arrogance will never allow him to be underestimated by a nobody.

"Looking at your appearance, you shouldn't be a member of the Wushuang sect, so why bother to swim in this muddy water."

However, the Blood Demon still had no intention of breaking out. Even if he just made a sarcastic comment, he had no intention of taking action first.

After all, he could see that the other party was not from the Wushuang Sect.

Besides, since the opponent can catch his Blood Demon Spear, it shows that he does have some strength.

In the current situation, we should try our best not to provoke this kind of enemy.

It would be best to persuade him to leave directly and prevent him from getting involved in the war between Wushuang Sect.

"Needless to say, I promised a friend of mine that Wushuangmen's affairs are my business!"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled and shook his head, then stood still and stretched out his hand to hook his fingers at the Blood Demon.

"Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

"If you can hurt a hair on my head within three moves, I will kill myself today."

Zhang Yifeng said quietly, but an astonishing momentum suddenly exploded, and he hit the blood demon head on.

Feeling this amazing momentum, the Blood Demon unconsciously took a step back.

After staring in astonishment for a long time, the blood demon suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, and the dark red light in his eyes occupied the entire pupil.

"Boy, do you dare to underestimate me?!"

With a roar, the blood energy accumulated in the blood demon's body broke out, and instantly condensed into a **** demonic shadow behind him.

The Blood Demon himself showed strange phenomena, and several blood marks suddenly appeared on his face.

The violent blood energy swept out, and the **** demon behind it also waved its **** arms and smashed the surroundings.

"It's not a slight, it's a fact."

Facing such a weird blood demon, Zhang Yifeng's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.

It's like what he said is true.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

"Okay, today I, the Blood Demon, will let you see what the magical powers of my Blood Clothes Sect can do!"

The blood demon roared with a ferocious expression, and at the same time, he clenched his hands hard.

"Don't think that because you are a physical practitioner, the magical powers of my Blood Clothes Sect will be useless to you."

"On the contrary, the Blood Clothes Sect's magical powers are specifically designed to deal with you body cultivators!"

The blood demon's dark red eyes flashed with madness.

As mentioned before, the Blood Demon Spear of the Blood Clothes Sect has a very strong suppressive effect on the monks.

But in fact, this magical power itself is used to deal with physical cultivation.

Just because he is not good at physical training, if he is stabbed by the Blood Demon Spear, it will not have much impact.

But the real killing move of the Blood Demon Spear against the body cultivator is that it can pollute the body of the body cultivator.

Physical training specializes in building a strong body, but the blood demon gun can taint their blood and forcibly suppress the strength of physical training.

Once the blood in the body is contaminated, no matter how powerful the body is, it will be difficult to exert it.

This is why when facing Zhang Yifeng, the Blood Demon always looks like he has a winning chance.

As the blood demon tightened his grip, Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt that the blood-colored spear in his hand melted in his palm.

The spear turned into thick dark red blood and burrowed towards his skin like a leech, trying to get into Zhang Yifeng's body.

"Hahaha, the dirty blood of the Blood Demon Gun is specially used to destroy the so-called golden body of you body cultivators!"

"No matter how strong your physical body is, you can't escape if you are entangled in this dirty blood!"

Blood Demon Jie Jie laughed strangely and looked at Zhang Yifeng with amusement in his eyes.

"You said you wanted me to hurt you within three moves?"

"I don't think it's so troublesome, I'll kill you now!"

Seeing the effectiveness of the Blood Demon Gun, the Blood Demon's eyes also burst out with strong murderous intent.

After letting out a low drink, the blood demon stepped on his feet and headed towards Zhang Yifeng with the **** demon shadow behind him.

As the saying goes, it kills you while you are sick. The blood demon does not want sudden changes, so killing Zhang Yifeng as soon as possible is the right way.

The terrifying **** demon waved its arms crazily behind him, and its sharp claws grabbed directly at Zhang Yifeng, intending to tear him in half on the spot.

"Friend Daoist Zhang!"

Wangsu, who was rescued by Zhang Yifeng, saw that Zhang Yifeng was about to be in danger, and anxiety suddenly flashed in his eyes.

After saying that, he stood up and held the slightly illusory red divine sword in his palm.

The sword he had just collided with the **** spear and was already in pieces.

Now Wangsu is also trying his best to summon the sword intention.

Holding the red divine sword in his hand, Wangsu rushed over and risked his own life to stop the blood demon for Zhang Yifeng.

However, before he could walk out, a hand was already on his shoulder.

Wangsu turned around in shock and saw Lu Shuang had arrived beside him at some point.

"Junior Brother Lu, it's dangerous here, go back quickly!"

Wangsu didn't have time to think too much, and he didn't ask Lu Shuang why he stopped him. He just shouted to him nervously.

"Senior Brother Wangsu, thank you for your concern, but I will be fine."

"After all, someone promised to protect me."

Lu Shuang smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Yifeng's back in front of him, with an indescribable look flashing through his eyes.