Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Originally, these evil cultivators wanted to help the Blood Demon deal with Zhang Yifeng.

But the Blood Demon was already angered by Zhang Yifeng. Rather than swarming with other evil cultivators, he wanted to enjoy the pleasure of killing Zhang Yifeng by himself.

Just give the order and let other evil cultivators watch.

These evil cultivators were afraid of the Blood Demon's evil reputation, so they naturally did not dare to disobey his orders and immediately surrounded him outside.

But now, the Blood Demon has died in Zhang Yifeng's hands. This is a scene that the evil cultivators have never imagined.

Hearing the voices of these evil cultivators, Zhang Yifeng turned his head slightly and looked at them deeply.

Just this glance made all the evil cultivators take a few steps back and tremble.

"Damn it, the leader and the elders never said that there is such a terrifying guy in the Wushuang Sect!"

"It seems that we will never come back today!"

The evil cultivators looked at each other and saw each other's pale face.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, no, Senior Zhang!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Zhang Yifeng.

Wangsu quickly walked out from behind him, bowed to Zhang Yifeng with a respectful expression and said.

"Fellow Taoist Wangsu, there is no need to be polite. Regardless of whether you are senior or not, just call me Taoist friend."

Zhang Yifeng was startled when he heard this, but after reacting, he smiled and shook his head and replied.

He knew that Wangsu had a deep respect for him after seeing his strength.

"I don't dare. Senior Zhang is far more powerful than us. We were the ones who were too offended by you before!"

Wangsu waved his hands quickly and said anxiously.

The leader often teaches them that they must be courteous when facing their seniors.

I'm not afraid that you won't be able to tell that the person in front of you is a powerful senior, but I'm afraid that you won't be polite enough to him in the future.

Wangsu took the leader's instructions to heart and naturally did not dare to neglect Zhang Yifeng at this time.

"Senior Brother Wangsu, just listen to him."

"Brother Zhang never pays attention to these etiquette."

Lu Shuang also walked up to him, straightened Wangsu's body and said softly.

After speaking, Lu Shuang raised his head and smiled at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly when he saw this. He knew that Lu Shuang was thanking him for guarding Wushuang Gate.

"Now, let's catch all the remaining evil cultivators!"

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and squinted at the group of evil cultivators who were standing still.

Upon hearing this, Wangsu's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he clenched the red divine sword in his hand.

"Brothers and sisters, come together and defeat these evil cultivators completely!"

Raising high the divine sword condensed with sword intent in his hand, Wangsu shouted loudly.

Zhang Yifeng's defeat of the Blood Demon was undoubtedly a reassurance for all the Wushuang disciples.

Previously, the evil cultivators had top-notch combat forces stationed on their side, which knocked the morale of the Wushuang Sect to the point of collapse.

But now the situation has been reversed. They have Zhang Yifeng, a great physical cultivator, in charge. No matter how many evil cultivators there are, they have nothing to fear.

The morale of the Wushuang Sect has soared, and the evil cultivators are suffering.

Now the leaders of each sect have been lured away by the top management of Wushuang Sect, leaving only small fish and shrimps like them.

Even if they had taken the violent blood pill, the blood demons who had taken the pill like them all died at the hands of Zhang Yifeng.

What's the use of these people even if they can be twisted into a rope now?

What's more, the evil cultivators are fighting on their own, and now that their morale has been greatly reduced, it is even less possible for them to unite with determination.

The Wushuang sect members are united and approaching the evil cultivators step by step.

The coalition formed by evil cultivators has long lost its previous arrogance.

Facing the pressing steps of the Wushuang Sect disciples, he subconsciously retreated backwards.

Just when a group of evil cultivators were forced to the mountain gate, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from a distance.

Immediately, a figure was seen, landing heavily in front of the disciple of Wushuang Sect.

After the smoke and dust cleared, they could see clearly the appearance of the fallen person, and their faces immediately showed horror.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd.

A figure in white walked out quickly and hurriedly came to the side of the person who fell from the sky.

"Ahem, Qingshuang..."

After the smoke cleared, the person revealed was none other than Tian Chenzi, the elder of the Wushuang Sect.

The white-clothed figure that rushed out was his second disciple Qing Shuang.

He was the Wushuang disciple who was rescued by Zhang Yifeng when he faced the evil cult spy who swallowed the Blood-Blooded Pill.

At this time, Tian Chenzi's breath was much weaker than before, and there were many burn marks all over his body.

"Master, are you okay?"

Qingshuang looked at her master nervously, her eyes full of eagerness.

At the same time, he did not forget to take out the elixir from the storage ring and drink it for his master.

Although Qingshuang doesn't like practicing, she understands and likes the method of alchemy very much.

On weekdays, except for the time when he was forced to practice by Tian Chenzi, he would browse through the collection in the door while refining elixirs.

Despite such half-hearted efforts, Qingshuang was still able to maintain the quality of the elixirs he refined, which clearly shows his high talent for alchemy.

After Tian Chenzi swallowed the pill, his breath immediately recovered and his breathing became much calmer.

He took a deep breath and looked at Qingshuang with eyes filled with relief.

"Qingshuang, it seems that I have been too oppressive to you before."

"Only today do I know that you are the best disciple for me!"

Tian Chenzi looked at Qingshuang and said in a deep voice, his face full of emotion.

The eldest disciple whom he had high hopes for turned out to be a spy planted by evil forces.

On the contrary, he, the second disciple who he regarded as uneducated and unskilled in the past, was the only disciple who cared for him.

After experiencing these things today, Tian Chenzi made up his mind that no matter what Qing Shuang does in the future, he will support him.

"Master, you don't have to say this."

"Once a teacher, always a father, Qingshuang will always be your apprentice, and will only be your apprentice!"

Qingshuang pursed her lips when she heard the sound, and said solemnly.

"Hahaha, it's really a touching master-disciple relationship."

"But Master Tianchenzi, it seems that you are really old, not even as good as a junior like me!"

“It’s time for your Wushuang Sect to become extinct today!”

At this moment, an unruly laughter came from the sky.

Following this came two fireballs falling from the sky, heading straight towards Qingshuang's descendants.

"Qingshuang! Be careful!"

When Tian Chenzi saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly protected Qingshuang under him.

At the same time, he raised his magic power, condensed a sword intention in his palm, and broke through the fireball falling from the sky.

But after this blow, Tian Chenzi was also seriously injured.

In the battle with Lie Hua just now, he was accidentally tricked by Lie Hua and was seriously injured.

The pill he just swallowed just suppressed the injury.

Now that he was forced to use his magic power, Tian Chenzi was seriously injured, and he completely lost his combat effectiveness.

"Where's the Blood Demon? How's your plan going?"

"Why haven't you come to help us yet!"