Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Xu Liang, even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!" Knowing that there was no hope of escape, Lu Ming looked at Xu Liang with a vicious look and roared.

"A ghost?"

Xu Liang smiled coldly: "It's a pity that you don't have that chance."

After speaking, Xu Liang took out a black jade bottle, pointed the mouth of the bottle at Lu Ming, and smiled coldly: "Lu Ming, be my nourishment."

Looking at the black jade bottle in Xu Liang's hand, Lu Ming's face changed drastically, and he said with a look of fear: "How is this possible with the Baby Refining Bottle!"

"No!"

Xu Liang did not give Lu Ming another chance to speak. A strong suction force poured out from the mouth of the infant refining bottle and sucked Lu Ming's Nascent Soul into the bottle.

After doing all this, Xu Liang looked at the other monk, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Sir, I am loyal to you. I have never meant to betray you. Please spare my life." When the monk saw Xu Liang looking at him with murderous eyes, his face instantly turned pale and he began Begged for mercy.

Xu Liang smiled coldly and was about to speak. At this moment, a voice sounded behind him.

"If I'm not mistaken, the bottle in your hand is the Infant Refining Bottle. Xu Liang, I didn't expect you to be from the Mosha Sect."

Xu Liang turned around and looked, but found that at some point, Guan Mufeng broke through the formation and stood behind him.

Looking at Guan Mufeng, there was no surprise in Xu Liang's eyes. He knew that with Guan Mufeng's cultivation, it would be a matter of time before he could break the formation, but so what, he was not afraid of Guan Mufeng at all.

Xu Liang really wanted to speak when a voice sounded.

"Old Xu, I didn't expect that the person who hides the deepest is you."

The one who spoke was Zhang Yifeng.

In fact, when Xu Liang and Lu Ming were fighting just now, Zhang Yifeng had already noticed the situation here, but he had no intention of taking action because he had doubts about Xu Liang from the moment he stepped into the Sunset Mountains. .

A Nascent Soul Stage monk who was able to come out of the Sunset Mountains three times alive would not be surprising, but according to Xu Liang, the only person who came out alive each time was himself, which is questionable.

The strength Xu Liang showed before was at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage. This strength could barely be considered a strong one in Tianzhou, but if it were placed in the Sunset Mountains, it would appear to be mediocre. And such a person, not only three times Coming out of the Sunset Mountains alive, and having a treasure map of the most mysterious seventh area of ​​the Sunset Mountains in his hand, this is obviously abnormal.

The reason why Zhang Yifeng chose to stand still just now was because he wanted to see how many tricks Xu Liang had hidden.

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Xu Liang smiled coldly: "If I didn't hide it, I wouldn't be alive until now, and you wouldn't follow me here obediently."

"Xu Liang, do you think you really have us?" Zhang Yifeng said suddenly with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Xu Liang, but also Guan Mufeng frowned and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a confused look on his face, wondering what Zhang Yifeng meant.

Xu Liang stared at Zhang Yifeng for a while, snorted coldly, and said: "Huh, don't pretend to be theistic here. I, Xu Liang, don't do that."

"Really?" Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly, pointed at the monk kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Xu Liang with a teasing face, and said: "I don't even know that there are people in my team. Old Xu, you really let me A little disappointed."

Xu Liang was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to have thought of something. He turned around suddenly, but was shocked to find that the monk who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy actually showed a strange smile to him, and then ejaculated. Several hidden weapons flew toward him.

Xu Liang looked horrified. He dodged the attack of the hidden weapon by a hair. He looked at the monk with a gloomy face and asked, "Who are you, where is Qian Feng?"

"Chacha." The monk tore off the mask on his face, revealing a withered and ugly face, "That boy from the ninth level of the Yuan Hua Stage, of course he was killed by me."

When Xu Liang heard this, his face turned ugly. If Zhang Yifeng hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that an outsider had sneaked into his team.

At this time, Guan Mufeng suddenly stepped forward, looked at the withered-faced monk with cold eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Is it you? Are you the one who sneaked up on me in the dense forest?"

"Chacha, Mr. Guan really has a good memory. Yes, it's me." The monk with a withered face let out an unpleasant laugh.

Guan Mufeng's expression became even grimmer, and a burst of cold murderous intent emanated from his body.

"I said that when I see you again, I will split you in half. Now, die!" As soon as Guan Mufeng finished speaking, the sword in his hand was already attacking the withered-faced monk.

Looking at Guan Mufeng's powerful sword, Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly. If Guan Mufeng's opponent was someone else, his sword would definitely pose a huge threat to the opponent, but the opponent he faced was not an ordinary monk.

Facing such a powerful move from Guan Mufeng, the withered-faced monk smiled strangely and slowly closed his eyes.

On the side, Xu Liang couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly when he saw this scene. Could it be that the other party knew that he was no match for Guan Mufeng, so he gave up the resistance?

But he rejected this idea in an instant, because he knew how someone who could sneak into the team under his nose could die so easily.

Sure enough, the next scene shocked Xu Liang.

boom!

Guan Mufeng's sword struck the monk with a withered face without any hindrance, but Guan Mufeng frowned because he knew that his sword struck in vain.

Sure enough, just when he struck down with his sword, a very deep ravine appeared on the ground, and the figure of the monk with a withered face suddenly disappeared, but there was no trace of blood on the ground.

"Jiejie, Mr. Guan, you are still so stupid. Your cultivation is indeed very powerful, but if you can't touch me, what can you do to me?" The monk's voice rang out from all directions.

When Guan Mufeng heard this, his expression turned ugly. This scene was so similar to his previous encounter in the dense forest. He could not capture the other party's position at all.

Although this person's cultivation level is not very good, he has a very powerful body and martial arts.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng suddenly said: "It's just a small trick. I will count to three. If you come out obediently, I will spare your life. If you don't come out, then I will kill you."

"Kill me?" The monk hiding in the dark smiled sarcastically, "I'm so scared, please kill me quickly."

Zhang Yifeng's face looked strange. In his two lifetimes, he had never seen such a strange request.

"In that case, then, die."