Rebirth in the Urban World: I Am the Immortal King

But the Divine Slave's face was livid. They had all participated in that battle, but they had seen Yun Feiyang's methods with their own eyes.

"Yun Feiyang, you have been crippled for so many years, why are you still so arrogant now?" A god slave shouted unwillingly.

Everyone knew that Yun Feiyang was seriously injured in the first battle. Although they were afraid, they were still taking chances. Even if Yun Feiyang recovered and was disabled for decades, how strong would he be now?

"You can give it a try."

Yun Feiyang pointed his finger, and suddenly the overwhelming power came down. The expressions of Sakuragi and others suddenly changed, and it felt like the sky had fallen at that moment.

The two divine slaves were even more ashen-faced. They could clearly feel that if Yun Feiyang wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

"If both parties have no objections, let the game begin." After Yun Feiyang finished speaking, he walked aside and gave up the venue.

Ji Wufeng felt that if he couldn't defeat this old bastard, he would have to go up and kill him.

"I said...uncle, if I can't defeat you later, you will help me, right?" Ji Wufeng asked weakly.

"Don't worry, I won't take action!" Yun Feiyang said.

"What if they want to kill me?"

"No way."

Yun Feiyang shook his head and said: "Since it is a fair fight, no matter what the outcome is, I will not interfere. If you die in the battle, I will take care of your family for you, don't worry!"

"Fuck..." Ji Wufeng cursed in his heart and almost jumped up.

Upon hearing this, the divine slave said, "Are you really not going to interfere?"

"When did I, Yun Feiyang, make false promises?" Yun Feiyang said coldly.

Although Yun Feiyang's character was guaranteed, everyone still didn't believe that he would not take action if Ji Wufeng was really on the verge of life and death, but the Divine Slave was not allowed to fight.

Yun Feiyang and others had beaten them back then and they were frightened. They had no way to go and couldn't run away even if they wanted to. They might as well take the opportunity to kill Ji Wufeng. They were all going to die anyway, so why not complete the mission?

"Then let's start!" said a god slave.

"Lord God Slave!" Everyone in the Sakura Temple was shocked. They were outnumbered. If they swarmed up, even if Yun Feiyang was a god, he would be drowned by their Tumo Xingzi. Why would they risk fighting with others?

However, what they could not imagine was that in the eyes of Shen Nu, if Yun Feiyang really wanted to kill someone, no one present would be able to leave alive.

"Uncle, are you really willing to push your eldest nephew into the fire pit?" Ji Wufeng cried.

Yun Feiyang said in a deep voice: "Didn't you formulate a Longwei plan? Now this Longwei plan has been launched. I don't have any high requirements for you. As long as you kill these two divine slaves, I will treat you as yours." Mission accomplished.”

Although the battle in Lin'an City is over, the Youth Martial Arts Conference will still be held, and the two sides are still at odds. By then it will probably not be a martial arts conference, but a bloody war!

Yun Feiyang is here and can easily kill everyone in front of him, but this is not enough. The younger generation is bound to rise, starting with Ji Wufeng!

The God slaves are not real slaves, they are all the geniuses who compete with the former Sakura God. If Ji Wufeng kills two of them with one junior,

The Divine Slave will definitely become famous, which is a great encouragement to the Chinese martial arts community.

There is the Holy Court in the distance, the Sakura Temple nearby, plus the Yun family that has almost defected, and the Nine-Headed Insect hiding in the dark. The Chinese martial arts world can be said to be in turmoil. The young generation is in urgent need of growth. Ji Wufeng, as the leader of this generation The leader should shoulder this important task!

Ji Wufeng is not a fool, of course he understands this truth, but it doesn't feel very reliable for him to fight two half-step Saint Realm experts by himself.

"What if I don't fight?" Ji Wufeng asked.

"You can choose not to fight, but I will fight you personally!" Yun Feiyang said.

The black line on Ji Wufeng's end belongs to your uncle. What kind of uncle is this? It's simply the star of death.

But he also knew that he had no room to retreat at all. He held the Guiwei in his hand horizontally towards the sky, and violent fighting spirit rose into the sky. He shouted at the two divine slaves: "Little dwarf, I'm already thirsty for my sword, wash it." Clean your neck and wait until I chop off your dog’s head.”

No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as the enemy is defeated, they will all be defeated!

"You little bitch, you should die!"

A violent force emerged from the body of a divine slave, and he raised his palm to slap Ji Wufeng.

The mighty power surged through the entire square, surging like the waves of an angry sea. Ji Wufeng's eyes were sharp, he raised the Ghost Cry in his hand and struck out with all his strength.

The monstrous force was like the rolling Yangtze River, rushing toward Ji Wufeng's sword like a mighty river.

boom!

There was a fierce collision, and Ji Wufeng's chest surged. The gap in strength between the two sides was very obvious. At that moment, another divine slave also moved out, with a mighty palm force, hitting Ji Wufeng's back.

They needed to kill Ji Wufeng as soon as possible without giving Yun Feiyang any chance to rescue him.

Ji Wufeng couldn't dodge such a swift attack, and a huge force hit his back hard. He immediately vomited blood and flew out. He flew more than ten meters in the air before falling down, gulping blood from his mouth. gushes of words came out of his mouth.

Ji Wufeng felt as if his internal organs were shattered, and he kept coughing up blood. This was the result of him using the power of chaos. Otherwise, with this blow alone, even a cultivator's physique would have been half-disabled.

"Master Feng!"

"Master!"

"Fengzi!"

Zhao Jiaolong, Nie Hu and others roared. Although they had infinite admiration for Yun Feiyang in their hearts, they also had countless complaints in their hearts. They were forced to fight even though their strength was so far apart. Isn't this not deliberately sending someone to death?

Ji Wufeng lay on the ground, his whole body in severe pain, and couldn't get up for a long time. Yun Feiyang said coldly: "If you are not dead, stand up. Even if you fall, you cannot fall in front of the enemy!"

Ji Wufeng was angry and stood up despite crying. His body was covered in blood and his eyes were ferocious. He wiped the blood on his face and shouted sternly: "Old dog, come up here and die!"

Just now, the Divine Slave tried his best to kill Ji Wufeng, but unexpectedly, he was only severely injured, which was too far away from the target of killing him with one blow. However, this cannot be blamed for their negligence, because if it were replaced by someone else, Everyone is probably dead by now.

The physique of a cultivator is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Coupled with the blessing of the power of chaos, as long as he still has breath, he can immediately regain his vitality and live forever. But the Divine Slave's face was livid. They had all participated in that battle, but they had seen Yun Feiyang's methods with their own eyes.

"Yun Feiyang, you have been crippled for so many years, why are you still so arrogant now?" A god slave shouted unwillingly.

Everyone knew that Yun Feiyang was seriously injured in the first battle. Although they were afraid, they were still taking chances. Even if Yun Feiyang recovered and was disabled for decades, how strong would he be now?

"You can give it a try."

Yun Feiyang pointed his finger, and suddenly the overwhelming power came down. The expressions of Sakuragi and others suddenly changed, and it felt like the sky had fallen at that moment.

The two divine slaves were even more ashen-faced. They could clearly feel that if Yun Feiyang wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

"If both parties have no objections, let the game begin." After Yun Feiyang finished speaking, he walked aside and gave up the venue.

Ji Wufeng felt that if he couldn't defeat this old bastard, he would have to go up and kill him.

"I said...uncle, if I can't defeat you later, you will help me, right?" Ji Wufeng asked weakly.

"Don't worry, I won't take action!" Yun Feiyang said.

"What if they want to kill me?"

"No way."

Yun Feiyang shook his head and said: "Since it is a fair fight, no matter what the outcome is, I will not interfere. If you die in the battle, I will take care of your family for you, don't worry!"

"Fuck..." Ji Wufeng cursed in his heart and almost jumped up.

Upon hearing this, the divine slave said, "Are you really not going to interfere?"

"When did I, Yun Feiyang, make false promises?" Yun Feiyang said coldly.

Although Yun Feiyang's character was guaranteed, everyone still didn't believe that he would not take action if Ji Wufeng was really on the verge of life and death, but the Divine Slave was not allowed to fight.

Yun Feiyang and others had beaten them back then and they were frightened. They had no way to go and couldn't run away even if they wanted to. They might as well take the opportunity to kill Ji Wufeng. They were all going to die anyway, so why not complete the mission?

"Then let's start!" said a god slave.

"Lord God Slave!" Everyone in the Sakura Temple was shocked. They were outnumbered. If they swarmed up, even if Yun Feiyang was a god, he would be drowned by their Tumo Xingzi. Why would they risk fighting with others?

However, what they could not imagine was that in the eyes of Shen Nu, if Yun Feiyang really wanted to kill someone, no one present would be able to leave alive.

"Uncle, are you really willing to push your eldest nephew into the fire pit?" Ji Wufeng cried.

Yun Feiyang said in a deep voice: "Didn't you formulate a Longwei plan? Now this Longwei plan has been launched. I don't have any high requirements for you. As long as you kill these two divine slaves, I will treat you as yours." Mission accomplished.”

Although the battle in Lin'an City is over, the Youth Martial Arts Conference will still be held, and the two sides are still at odds. By then it will probably not be a martial arts conference, but a bloody war!

Yun Feiyang is here and can easily kill everyone in front of him, but this is not enough. The younger generation is bound to rise, starting with Ji Wufeng!

The God slaves are not real slaves, they are all the geniuses who compete with the former Sakura God. If Ji Wufeng kills two of them with one junior,

The Divine Slave will definitely become famous, which is a great encouragement to the Chinese martial arts community.

There is the Holy Court in the distance, the Sakura Temple nearby, plus the Yun family that has almost defected, and the Nine-Headed Insect hiding in the dark. The Chinese martial arts world can be said to be in turmoil. The young generation is in urgent need of growth. Ji Wufeng, as the leader of this generation The leader should shoulder this important task!

Ji Wufeng is not a fool, of course he understands this truth, but it doesn't feel very reliable for him to fight two half-step Saint Realm experts by himself.

"What if I don't fight?" Ji Wufeng asked.

"You can choose not to fight, but I will fight you personally!" Yun Feiyang said.

The black line on Ji Wufeng's end belongs to your uncle. What kind of uncle is this? It's simply the star of death.

But he also knew that he had no room to retreat at all. He held the Guiwei in his hand horizontally towards the sky, and violent fighting spirit rose into the sky. He shouted at the two divine slaves: "Little dwarf, I'm already thirsty for my sword, wash it." Clean your neck and wait until I chop off your dog’s head.”

No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as the enemy is defeated, they will all be defeated!

"You little bitch, you should die!"

A violent force emerged from the body of a divine slave, and he raised his palm to slap Ji Wufeng.

The mighty power surged through the entire square, surging like the waves of an angry sea. Ji Wufeng's eyes were sharp, he raised the Ghost Cry in his hand and struck out with all his strength.

The monstrous force was like the rolling Yangtze River, rushing toward Ji Wufeng's sword like a mighty river.

boom!

There was a fierce collision, and Ji Wufeng's chest surged. The gap in strength between the two sides was very obvious. At that moment, another divine slave also moved out, with a mighty palm force, hitting Ji Wufeng's back.

They needed to kill Ji Wufeng as soon as possible without giving Yun Feiyang any chance to rescue him.

Ji Wufeng couldn't dodge such a swift attack, and a huge force hit his back hard. He immediately vomited blood and flew out. He flew more than ten meters in the air before falling down, gulping blood from his mouth. gushes of words came out of his mouth.

Ji Wufeng felt as if his internal organs were shattered, and he kept coughing up blood. This was the result of him using the power of chaos. Otherwise, with this blow alone, even a cultivator's physique would have been half-disabled.

"Master Feng!"

"Master!"

"Fengzi!"

Zhao Jiaolong, Nie Hu and others roared. Although they had infinite admiration for Yun Feiyang in their hearts, they also had countless complaints in their hearts. They were forced to fight even though their strength was so far apart. Isn't this not deliberately sending someone to death?

Ji Wufeng lay on the ground, his whole body in severe pain, and couldn't get up for a long time. Yun Feiyang said coldly: "If you are not dead, stand up. Even if you fall, you cannot fall in front of the enemy!"

Ji Wufeng was angry and stood up despite crying. His body was covered in blood and his eyes were ferocious. He wiped the blood on his face and shouted sternly: "Old dog, come up here and die!"

Just now, the Divine Slave tried his best to kill Ji Wufeng, but unexpectedly, he was only severely injured, which was too far away from the target of killing him with one blow. However, this cannot be blamed for their negligence, because if it were replaced by someone else, Everyone is probably dead by now.

The physique of a cultivator is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Coupled with the blessing of the power of chaos, as long as he still has breath, he can immediately regain his vitality and live forever.