Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

When the arrow fell, the space seemed to tremble.

The assassin smiled, as if he thought he had won.

But just as his smile bloomed, Hong Ling's face instantly appeared in his pupils.

Teleport.

"How can this be!"

The assassin was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

Hong Ling didn't say anything, nor did he give the other party much time to be shocked, before he punched again.

boom!

The assassin's body was instantly knocked away, and this time, he spat out another mouthful of blood. Because Hong Ling directly hit his heart this time.

Fortunately, his cultivation level increased tenfold, otherwise, this punch would have shattered his heart.

"Impossible! How can you be so fast!"

The assassin was about to collapse. He had already used all his cards, but this woman could still attack him so easily.

Who is this woman, and why is she so fast?

Gritting his teeth, the assassin roared: "I'll fight you!"

The assassin opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the bow and arrow. The green light on the bow and arrow suddenly shone brightly, as if it was trying to cover up the brilliance of the scorching sun!

It was obvious that the assassin was getting desperate. This is a mouthful of blood.

"go to hell!"

The assassin drew the bow string again, and countless cyan spiritual energy gathered between his thumb and index finger, and in a blink of an eye, a spiritual energy arrow about two feet long was transformed.

It sounds slow, but in fact it all happened between lightning and flint. The assassin's strike was countless times faster than the previous spiritual arrows, and it seemed to be more powerful!

The flaming arrow shot through the air, and the moment it left the string, it transformed into a phoenix with spread wings. With its wings spread, it arrived in front of Hong Ling.

"Hahaha, you can't react!"

The assassin laughed, as if he saw Hong Ling's body being shot.

But, the next moment, the assassin had the urge to cry. Because Hong Ling's body appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"Impossible, are you a human or a ghost?"

The assassins were going crazy.

In this world of lightning and flint, is it possible for humans to be so fast?

The assassin didn't know that Hong Ling was not human in the first place.

boom!

The assassin felt like he was punched in the heart again.

This time, there seemed to be a crack in his heart. He felt a little difficult to breathe, and even the magic weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

"It's boring."

Hong Ling seemed to have lost interest. She sighed and appeared next to the assassin in a flash.

Then, the beating began.

The assassin seemed to have turned into a human punching bag, still being vented by the red spirit.

Bang bang bang!

Ten seconds later, the assassin's legs were beaten to pieces, and his hands were also beaten to pieces. The scene was full of blood and flesh.

Even if this was the case, the assassin did not die. The cultivators of the Yuanhua period were not so easy to die.

But, sometimes, not dying easily is not a good thing.

At least, the current assassin would rather the other party blows his head off with a punch.

However, Hong Ling just didn't kill him directly.

Instead, punch after punch, his body was slowly beaten into slag!

Hong Ling's fists were full of blood, and her eyes were terrifyingly cold.

After an unknown number of punches, the assassin finally lost his breath. His entire body, except for his head, was beaten to pieces. The terrifying force even knocked out his eyeballs, which hung sideways on his face. on both sides.

This scene is so scary.

Fortunately, there was no one around. If anyone saw the scene just now, even a cultivator would feel terrified.

But it wasn't over yet. Hong Ling clapped his hands, then raised his right foot and stepped on it suddenly.

Bang.

The assassin's head was also crushed by her foot.

What does death mean without a complete corpse? This is death without a complete corpse.

Ordinary people really can't do such crazy killing techniques as Hong Ling. After all, killing people with fists like this will splash blood on themselves.

However, Hongling is not a human after all!

After killing the assassin, Hong Ling picked up the magic weapon and the storage ring on the ground, flashed his body, and then returned to the inn.

In the inn, Zhang Yifeng had already removed the concealment formation because his consciousness could no longer capture the assassin and Hong Ling. He knew that Hong Ling chased the assassin outside the town.

With the Red Spirit taking action, the assassin is definitely no match.

"Zhang Yifeng, how could someone assassinate you? Did the forces behind Xu He finally discover you?"

Shi Feiyan's voice came.

Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment and then said: "It's possible."

"But, these days, we have been staying here and have not gone out. How did they find out? Is the power behind Xu He so powerful?"

Shi Feiyan frowned tightly.

Zhang Yifeng said: "Maybe I exposed myself during the day today. The power behind Xu He is indeed stronger than I thought."

Zhang Yifeng admitted that he underestimated the power behind Xu He.

"Is Hong Ling going to be okay?" Shi Feiyan asked again.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to him. Even if the opponent is stronger than expected, Hong Ling will be able to escape unscathed."

As soon as Zhang Yifeng's voice fell, a figure appeared in the room like a ghost. It was Hong Ling. She was holding a storage ring in one hand and a magic weapon bow and arrow in the other.

Hong Ling was covered in blood, and both her veil and her pretty face looked dirty. "Why is there so much blood?"

Zhang Yifeng's frowning voice came.

Hong Ling said calmly: "I blew his body apart, and all this is that person's blood."

"Blow it up?"

Although Zhang Yifeng didn't know what happened, he figured out why Hong Ling did what he did.

Just as he was about to say something, Hong Ling's steps suddenly staggered.

Only then did Zhang Yifeng realize that Hong Ling's face was extremely pale. In fact, Hong Ling also suffered serious injuries in this battle. She persisted until now because of the overwhelming anger in her heart!

Anyone who hurts Zhang Yifeng will die as long as she has the ability.

Hong Ling had quick eyes and quick hands. He immediately went to Hong Ling's side and supported Hong Ling's body. He didn't dislike Hong Ling's dirty body at all.

"Zhang Yifeng, I'm fine. These are that person's weapons and storage ring. I brought them back to you."

Hong Ling smiled lightly at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng did not go to get the storage ring and weapons. Instead, he stretched out his hand and wiped the blood off Hong Ling's face. He said in a gentle voice: "Don't splatter yourself with blood in the future. Take a shower first. Then take a good rest."

Hong Ling nodded, and then said pitifully: "Zhang Yifeng... I'm so hungry. Can I drink blood before taking a shower?"

Zhang Yifeng smiled and stretched out his arm without saying anything.

Hong Ling regained some energy, opened her small mouth, exposed her tiger teeth, bit Zhang Yifeng's arm, and then started to drink blood.

This scene, Shi Feiyan on the side saw, was no longer so strange. She has been staying with Zhang Yifeng these days, and she already knows the true identity of Hong Ling, which is a spiritual corpse.