Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

From Guan Mufeng's point of view, Zhang Yifeng was restricted from moving at this moment, and he could not dodge Wanyan Xia Rong's attack at all.

Zhang Yifeng's death will soon become an established fact.

"Boy, die!"

On the high platform, Wanyan Xia Rong's voice came, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips. He had almost seen the scene where Zhang Yifeng died tragically under his own sword move.

The Heaven-Destroying Sword rose up and unleashed an unparalleled sword light, pouring down towards Zhang Yifeng.

"don't want!"

In the audience, Qiu and Ye Lingshu couldn't bear to see the cruel scene that was about to happen, and closed their eyes in pain.

However, just when everyone thought that Zhang Yifeng was about to die in the hands of Wanyan Xia Rong, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Yifeng's lips who had been silent.

Amid the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, Zhang Yifeng opened his mouth slightly, and two words came out of his mouth.

"Split the sky!"

As his words fell, the sky-splitting mark in his hand suddenly became brighter.

Immediately afterwards, the Sky-Splitting Mark instantly broke away from Zhang Yifeng's right hand, floated in the air, and began to tremble violently.

Buzz!

After a violent tremor, almost everyone present felt a chill in their hearts. They felt that an extremely domineering force was brewing in the giant sword.

That power made their hearts palpitate like never before.

Even some monks with low cultivation level dare not stare at the giant sword at all, as if just one look at it will pierce their souls.

What's going on? This was the first time they encountered this situation.

At this time, as the giant sword continued to tremble, the sword light that originally poured out towards Zhang Yifeng seemed to be pulled, and all of it converged towards the Sky-Splitting Mark.

Not long after, Wanyan Xia Rong's sword light with infinite murderous intent poured into the Sky-Splitting Mark, and then disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Wanyan Xia Rong's expression changed drastically, and the smile on his face froze at that time.

This scene is too incredible.

But, what’s even more incredible is what’s still to come.

Roar!

With a low roar, the shadow of Yongzhu emerged from the sword body of the Sky-Splitting Mark again. Yongzhu roared and opened its bloody mouth.

The next moment, countless rays of sword light flew out from its mouth, aiming directly at Wanyan Xia Rong.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"Oh my God, the spirit of this sword can actually swallow other people's martial arts, and also reflect the martial arts away. This is so unbelievable! And the sword spirit looks familiar."

"Of course it looks familiar, this is Tao Tzu. There are only a handful of Tao Tzu alive today! The name of the ancient ferocious beast is not that easy to call. If you don't have some skills, how can it be called an ancient ferocious beast?"

"Yes, I really don't know what kind of bad luck Zhang Yifeng had to get the spirit of Yongzhu. If the giant sword in his hand becomes a magic weapon, its power will be amazing."

At this moment, many people's eyes were filled with greed. The power of the Sky-Splitting Mark makes everyone's heart flutter.

If possible, they would snatch the Sky-Splitting Mark from Zhang Yifeng without hesitation.

They had already seen that Zhang Yifeng was able to compete with Wanyan Xia Rong for so long because of the weapons in his hands.

This giant sword is not a magic weapon, but it is better than a magic weapon!

"Impossible! How is this possible?"

On the high platform, Wanyan Xia Rong's face was gloomy, and his eyes were also filled with incredulity.

He felt that he had overestimated the Sky-Splitting Mark in Zhang Yifeng's hand, but he never expected that this giant sword was more powerful than he imagined.

"I must get this sword!"

After understanding how powerful Zhang Yifeng's weapon was, Wanyan Xia Rong became more determined to obtain the Sky-Splitting Mark from Zhang Yifeng.

Although the Sky-Severing Sword in his hand is a magical weapon, the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand is obviously more valuable.

With a cold snort, Wanyan Xiarong stepped forward to avoid the sword light reflected from the Sky-Splitting Mark.

This attack was made by him, so it wasn't difficult for him to dodge it.

After dodging the attack, Wanyan Xia Rong's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He let out a low drink and was about to attack Zhang Yifeng again. At this moment, the Sky-Splitting Mark floating in the air suddenly pierced the void with a sword.

As the Sky-Splitting Mark stabbed out, the space around Zhang Yifeng instantly became chaotic. After a while, the power of space that imprisoned Zhang Yifeng disappeared.

Zhang Yifeng has regained his mobility! He raised his head and waved towards the Sky-Splitting Mark.

call out!

With a sound that broke the speed of sound, the Sky-Splitting Mark instantly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hand.

Zhang Yifeng stood with his sword in hand and said calmly: "Wanyan Xiarong, if you have any other tricks, just use them and I will follow them."

Opposite me, Wanyan Xia Rong's face looked a little ugly. He really couldn't understand why his move could even trap a monk on the ninth level of the out-of-body stage, but why it couldn't trap only Zhang Yifeng!

"Could it be his giant sword again?"

Thinking of this possibility, Wanyan Xia Rong's mood immediately became bad.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said bitterly: "Zhang Yifeng, if you have the ability, don't use the giant sword in your hand. Let's have a good fight."

Hearing Wanyan Xiarong's words, Zhang Yifeng sneered and said disdainfully: "Wanyan Xiarong, you are really shameless. You are holding a magic weapon in your hand. My weapon is not even a magic weapon. You actually want me not to use a weapon." , do you still want to lose face?"

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Wanyan Xia Rong's face turned pale and blue. He only said such words in a hurry. Of course, he knew that Zhang Yifeng would not give up his advantage.

Wanyan Xia Rong frowned, and after a while he sneered: "Zhang Yifeng, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said very curiously: "Wanyan Xia Rong, if you really had that ability, you wouldn't slobber with me here. If you only had this ability today, you would definitely be the one who died."

Wanyan Xia Rong snorted coldly, but surprisingly, he did not respond to Zhang Yifeng's words, but fell into hesitation.

From the look on his face, he seemed to be making an extremely important decision.

"Why, Wanyan Xiarong, are you scared?" Seeing that Wanyan Xiarong didn't speak, Zhang Yifeng's voice came again.

Wanyan Xia Rong was still hesitant, but when she heard Zhang Yifeng's slightly mocking words, her expression suddenly changed and her eyes instantly became firm.

"Zhang Yifeng, since you are seeking death, I will help you!"

After Wanyan Xia Rong finished speaking, she suddenly shouted in the direction of Wangtian Pavilion: "Do it, kill Zhang Yifeng!"

Above Wangtian Pavilion, Zhao Yuantong and Li Rulong were paying close attention to what happened above the sky, without even daring to blink their eyes.

Because they knew that their lives were in Zhang Yifeng's hands. If Zhang Yifeng died in the battle with Wanyan Xia Rong, they would have to be buried with Zhang Yifeng.

This is not what they want to see.