Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

There was a commotion in the whole western restaurant, and everyone knew that the Sun family was here.

"It turned out that Grandpa Sun came in person! My goodness, this is a real big shot! This guy is done."

"Huh? Who is this young man, who dresses like an ancient master brother, and Grandpa Sun actually opened the door for him himself!"

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Looking at the entire Yanjing, Sun Jinpeng is a big man with a face and a face. He talks and laughs with the high-ranking officials who come out of the Great Hall. He is a real heavyweight.

Although the Sun family is only a third-rate family, it is not worth mentioning in a place like Yanjing, but the Sun family is very special.

However, now the heavyweight man personally opened the door for a young man, and he looked respectful, which made the people present can't help but be surprised.

"Grandpa!" Even Sun Zhiyang himself was stunned. His grandfather always said that he was a unique old man at home, with a profound authority. When did he have such a posture, and he still faced a young man.

But when he saw the young man's dress and the noble temperament, and thought of the secrets of the Sun family, Sun Zhiyang suddenly jumped in his heart, thinking of some possibility.

"Things that are not useful, don't come over and meet Master Yulong!"

Sun Jinpeng's face was stern, he glared at his grandson, and said coldly.

Several other warriors of the dark power level opened the way and cleared a piece of land, which was very pompous.

Sun Jinpeng actually noticed Zhang Yi a long time ago, but he ignored it. With his identity and strength, it was too easy to deal with a junior.

The most important thing now is to introduce his grandson to Master Yulong. After all, he will follow Master Yulong to the world of hermit cultivation power.

"I have seen Master Yulong!"

Sun Zhiyang was more certain at the hint from his grandfather, and he walked over with excitement, nodded and bowed, respectful.

"Well, I just heard that a very arrogant person asked you to move rescue soldiers?"

Sun Yulong nodded arrogantly. He didn't care about Sun Zhiyang at all, but just to win over Sun Jinpeng's little favor.

It's purely as a dog!

"It's just an abandoned son of the Zhang family, and he is deceiving me because he is an ancient martial artist. How can he be in the eyes of Master Yulong?"

Sun Zhiyang quickly explained with a flattering smile.

"Let us solve this little matter, and Master Yulong will just be watching."

Sun Jinpeng also said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Sun Yulong glanced at Zhang Yi, not knowing why, he suddenly felt that the young man facing him was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He was sure that he had never seen him before.

"It should be an illusion."

Sun Yulong shook his head secretly. He was a proud and conceited person, and immediately put aside this inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Do it! Life and death!"

Immediately, Sun Jinpeng turned around, looked at Zhang Yi indifferently, and then said to the warriors of the dark power level around him.

"Grandpa, don't kill yourself, I'll do it myself later!"

Sun Zhiyang next to him heard his grandfather's words and said quickly.

"Alright! Break your legs and get rid of them!"

Sun Jinpeng nodded slightly. In the future, his grandson will follow Young Master Yulong into the master's house. There is no good place there. You have to get some blood on your hands. Just take this opportunity to show, maybe you can still be appreciated.

"Yes! Patriarch!"

The ancient warriors with four secret strength levels directly approached Zhang Yi, and the people in the dining room couldn't help but shook their heads secretly.

"These are the rumored ancient warriors. This young man is finished. Even if he can fight again, the gap between him and the ancient warriors is still very large. Moreover, facing four ancient warriors at the same time, even if he is also an ancient warrior himself, it is Two fists are hard to beat four hands!"

One of the billionaires suddenly said that people like him knew the existence of ancient warriors. He had had the privilege of seeing that kind of extraordinary power, and the world's top bodyguards were so weak in front of that kind of people.

"Ancient martial artist, I have also heard that there are ancient martial artists in these big families in China. Although this Sun family is only a third-rate family, I heard that there are many ancient martial artists, and Sun Jinpeng himself is also an extremely powerful ancient martial artist. Musha!"

The billionaire's words were immediately responded to by some people present.

Those who can dine in this high-end western restaurant are either rich or expensive, knowing many secrets that ordinary people don't know, such as the existence of ancient warriors.

For a while, everyone's eyes turned to sympathy when looking at Zhang Yi.

This young man is still too irrational. In order to show himself in front of beautiful women, he offends people who shouldn't be offended, and this has caused a terrible disaster.

I heard that these ancient warriors would kill people if they didn't agree with them, and the rules of the secular world could not restrain them.

It's scary to think about it. Although these people in the restaurant are either rich or expensive, they are still far from being exposed to the world of ancient warriors. The various rumors about ancient warriors make them in awe.

Suddenly, the four warriors of the dark energy level moved, their aura exploded, and the surrounding tables were lifted off on the spot. Everyone was amazed. They were indeed the rumored ancient warriors, possessing extraordinary powers.

These ancient warriors were very direct, two of them grabbed Zhang Yi's shoulders, and the other two kicked Zhang Yi's knees.

The ancient martial artist of the dark energy level is very powerful, even the bones of a cow can easily be crushed.

They were going to break Zhang Yi's kneecap directly, and then kneel on the ground while pressing him.

Simple, crude, powerful, and brutal!

However, just as everyone shook their heads and sighed, as if seeing Zhang Yi kneeling on the ground with broken knees, a slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

Four consecutive rays of light flashed, and the ordinary people present didn't notice it at all. They only felt a sway in front of their eyes, thinking it was the glass reflecting sunlight.

But in the next scene, his jaw dropped.

I saw that the four ancient warriors of the dark energy level who were still aggressive just now all puffed, and fell to the ground inexplicably, with blood puffing up on their necks. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that they were pierced by some sharp weapon.

And Zhang Yi himself, fortunately, stood there, without even moving his steps.

"Fuck, what the **** is going on? How did these four ancient martial artists suddenly die?"

"Is Nima pierced through the throat by some hidden weapon? Who did it? Could it be this young man? But it's not right, I don't seem to see him make a move!"

"Ah! Dead!"

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The entire western restaurant was in chaos, and the so-called rich people were shocked when they saw this scene, and even some timid people ran out.

At the scene, only Sun Jinpeng and others were still standing there, but their faces were very gloomy.

"This... how is this possible?"

Sun Zhiyang's eyes were almost bulging, and his unrecognizable face was full of shock and horror.

You know, those are the four dark-powered martial artists cultivated by their Sun family. With their joint hands, even the masters of the Huajin level can contend against one or two.

But now, before getting close to the other party, he died like this.

"This is the rescuer you moved in? It doesn't seem to be very good, it won't save your life!"

Zhang Yi stared at Sun Zhiyang indifferently, and smiled coldly.

The death of these four warriors was naturally his hand. It was just a flick of his fingers, and the four spiritual powers shot out, which was much more powerful than any bullet, and the speed was strange. These four ancient warriors had no time to react. Was pierced through the throat.

With Zhang Yi's current strength, killing an ancient martial artist of this level is really a matter of moving your fingers.

"I didn't expect to miss it, and I met a master!"

Sun Jinpeng's face was gloomy, and he stared at Zhang Yi with jealousy.

Even though he had some feelings just now, he didn't see clearly how Zhang Yi made the move.

Even his Sun Jinpeng felt a little hairy with this invisible means of killing people.

But at this time, Sun Jinpeng could not persuade him.

The next moment, he moved.

As a master at the peak of Huajin, his strength is naturally not to be underestimated. This movement is as swift as a thunder, and he also has a foundation-building magic sword in his hand, which shoots out a huge sword light directly at Zhang Yi .

Although the Sun Family has fallen, it is after all a branch of the Sun Family of the Hidden Cultivation Family, and there are still treasures in the family. This magic weapon sword that builds the foundation realm is that Sun Jinpeng has always been with him.

Although only the strength of Huajin peak, relying on this magic weapon sword of the foundation building, his strength can even kill a master-level master.

"My God, is this the legendary sword spirit? It's amazing!"

The rich people in the restaurant were all dumbfounded, excited, admired, and awed.

However, facing this aggressive sword, Zhang Yi just stretched out a hand.

Seeing this scene, Sun Jinpeng couldn't help but sneered, and Sun Zhiyang's face was even more ecstatic, as if he had seen Zhang Yi's palm severed by a sword.

However, the next moment, Sun Zhiyang's eyes suddenly bulged, and he couldn't help but screamed out: "How is it possible!!!"

I saw Zhang Yi holding the magic sword with one hand, and there was no blood dripping in his palm, as if he was holding a wooden sword.

Sun Jinpeng's expression also changed drastically. He didn't expect that the opponent's physical body was so abnormal that he could not even cut his own magic sword.

retreat! When he missed a hit, Sun Jinpeng's heart sank to the bottom. Knowing that he was not his opponent, he immediately retreated.

"Since you have done it, do you want to get out of my body in front of me?"

It's a pity that it's still too late, and his body hasn't even had time to move, and a palm print is lightly printed on his chest.

The next moment, his chest exploded, his ribs were all shattered and bloody, he flew out and fell to the ground, venting more and less air.

Damn it!

There was a dead silence in the audience, countless pairs of eyes were about to fly out, this is a frightening rhythm!

Even the legendary sword spirit can't help but slap a person like this, it's simply too cruel.

"Ah----! Master Yulong, help!"

Seeing Zhang Yi's gaze turned to him, Sun Zhiyang paled in fright, sat down on the ground, and ran to the back of Sun Yulong, even ignoring his dying grandfather.

"It's interesting. I didn't expect to come to the secular world this time and encounter such a surprise."

Only Sun Yulong was calmer at the scene. He nodded slightly, as if commenting, and looked at Zhang Yi with an appreciative look.

"You have this kind of strength at a young age, you are very good! Now Ben Shao gives you a chance to be my servant. This will be an unimaginable glory for you!"

Zhang Yi was slightly surprised, and then he squinted at the other side: "Which end are you?"

To be honest, this is the first time he has seen such a person who feels good about himself.