Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Outside the sword formation formed by the Wushuang Gate, Liehua stood proudly in front of a group of evil cultivators.

At this time, the evil cultivator alliance that had rioted had been suppressed by Liehua with its powerful strength.

Without exception, they all stood quietly behind Liehua, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"Don't worry, I do things in a measured way."

"Even if I am furious, I still have to remember that this trip is to destroy the Wushuang Sect."

"No matter how many disciples of these Wushuang Sect kill, as long as Tian Fan doesn't die, it won't help."

"This fireball is completely under my control. I can make this fireball dissipate with just one thought."

"After I kill all these Wushuang Sect members, I will rein in the fireballs and disperse them."

After killing dozens of evil cultivators, Liehua gradually regained his composure and revealed his plan.

Naturally, he was not so angry that he would give up his bright future just to kill a few people.

This fireball is completely under his control, and there is no need to wait for the fireball to actually fall on the mountain.

As long as he destroys the Wushuang Sect's sword array and kills Tian Chenzi and his gang, he will disperse the fireballs.

The evil cultivator coalition standing behind him looked at each other after hearing the sound, and the anxiety in their hearts was slightly relieved.

"Really? I thought you were really determined to fight us to the death."

"Now it seems that I still think too highly of you."

Suddenly, a cold male voice came from the front.

When Liehua heard the sound, he immediately looked up and saw a figure holding a sword slowly walking out of the sword array.

It was Zhang Yifeng who borrowed the sword from Wangsu and stood in front of the sword array with his head held high.

"Huh? Haha, I didn't expect you to dare to come out."

When Liehua saw the person coming clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Why, Wushuangmen is planning to send you out to die?"

With a disdainful smile, Liehua looked down at Zhang Yifeng and asked insidiously.

"Death? No, I'm here to defeat you."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly, and then said calmly.

"Hahaha, ridiculous!"

"With your own strength, do you think you can stop my world-destroying fire?!"

Liehua couldn't help laughing when he heard the sound, and then snorted coldly.

As he spoke, the fireball above his head was getting closer and closer to the sword formation.

Zhang Yifeng, who was standing outside the sword formation, could also feel the scorching temperature above his head at this time.

The spirit stone bricks around the sword array are melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, which shows how high the temperature of the fireball is.

"Come on, let me see how you handle it alone!"

Liehua looked at Zhang Yifeng with disdain. As he finished speaking, he raised his hand slightly.

The fireball above Zhang Yifeng's head was seen falling downwards at a faster speed, and it was about to hit Zhang Yifeng's head.

"Oh, let me kill him with one sword!"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly, looked up at the fireball falling above his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng flew up, the red divine sword in his hand emitting a dazzling red light.

With the power of his physical body, Zhang Yifeng was able to hover in mid-air.

The divine sword in his hand was raised high, and the unparalleled intention and the red divine sword merged to create a strong brilliance.

Under the shining light, all the evil cultivators closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at the bright light in the sky.

At this moment, Liehua also felt a huge sting in front of his eyes, but he still used magic power to control his eyes, intending to see clearly how Zhang Yifeng planned to kill his world-destroying fire.

In mid-air, Zhang Yifeng saw the divine sword in his hand ready to go.

Looking at the fireball in front of him that was about to hit the sword formation, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Give it to me, open it!"

With a low cry, the divine sword in his hand slashed downwards.

The red light condensed on the sword body condensed into the shape of the sword, and slashed downwards with the red divine sword.

The moment the red divine light came into contact with the fireball, it was like cutting tofu, without any hindrance, and split the fireball into two.

The dazzling sword light even left a deep sword mark on the ground.

Under Li Erhua's shocked gaze, the fireball suddenly stopped falling.

Then it began to expand irregularly, and it continued to tremble, making it appear to be an extremely unstable posture.

Finally, with a deafening explosion, the fireball in mid-air split into two.

Violent flames soared into the sky and went straight into the clouds above the peaks.

The burning breath spread across the entire mountaintop.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream came from behind Liehua.

He saw that the evil cultivator alliance behind him was already burned by the rain of fire falling from the sky.

Many evil cultivators were still in shock and did not react for the first time, and were instantly burned to ashes by the scorching flames.

As for the Wushuang Gate, the shield formed by the sword formation hosted by Tian Chenzi blocked the rain of fire falling from the sky in time.

Although the fireball was exploded by Zhang Yifeng, it did not damage the peaks at all, let alone the mountain gate in the distance.

Zhang Yifeng's move was equivalent to splitting a huge whole into countless groups.

Although it was still the fireball as a whole, the damage was spread out.

And the aftermath of the fireball explosion sent more of it into the sky.

"you!"

Liehua stared at Zhang Yifeng, veins popping up on his forehead.

He did not expect that the World-Destroying Fire, which he was full of confidence in, could be split open by a sword so easily.

"Oh, no amount of quantity is enough to cause qualitative change, so your trick of playing with fire is suitable for busking."

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly and fell from the sky, looking at Lie Hua playfully.

Behind Lie Hua, at least hundreds of evil cultivators lost their lives to the rain of fire produced by the fireball explosion.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Liehua's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to use his magic power to take action.

However, as soon as the mana in his body moved, he suddenly realized that he had very little mana left.

At this time, facing the extremely arrogant boy in front of him, he was unable to fight anymore? !

Gritting his teeth, a look of madness flashed across Liehua's pupils.

He turned his head and rushed behind him. After facing the attack of the fire rain, the evil cultivators who looked very embarrassed shouted angrily: "Transmit your magic power to me, I will kill this guy who doesn't know how to die!"

Hearing Liehua's roar, the evil cultivators in the rear all looked at each other in shock.

After all, they had just dealt with the rain of fire, so they didn't have much mana left in their bodies.

Although many of them did not die, they were injured under the fire and rain.

The best choice at this time is to use magic to suppress the injury, take the elixir and slowly heal it.

But if mana is transferred to Liehua, there is only one result, and that is chronic death.

As their mana continued to be consumed, their injuries could no longer be suppressed and gradually worsened.

Under such circumstances, Liehua actually forced them to transmit magic power to him, clearly wanting them to die!