Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The man in black robe looked at the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand with an incredible look in his eyes.

His black scythe is made of extremely sinister magic iron. Although it has not yet reached the magic weapon level, due to the unique corrosiveness of magic weapons, the black scythe has no spells and is better than ordinary magic weapon level weapons. More powerful.

In his mind, from the day he got the black scythe, he had never met an opponent in terms of weapons.

But he never thought that the black sickle he was proud of would be knocked away by the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand!

Thinking of this, the man in black robe said angrily: "Huh, I've underestimated you a little. The giant sword in your hand is pretty good. It can actually knock away my Death Scythe. Now, I have changed my mind. As long as you hand over your With the giant sword in my hand, I can make you die quickly."

Hearing the words of the man in black robe, Zhang Yifeng smiled disdainfully and said: "It seems that the twenty-second prince's men are all mentally retarded, but they don't use their brains when talking."

Hearing this, the Twenty-Two Prince's face turned cold: "Gui Li, you haven't taken action for a long time. Are you old? Let me see your true ability. If you can't even deal with Zhang Yifeng, what qualifications do you have to continue to follow me?" king?"

Hearing the words of the Twenty-Two Prince, the body of the man in black robe shook slightly, and then he waved, and the Death Scythe instantly appeared in his hand.

"Your Highness, please rest assured, I will capture him for you right now!"

With that said, the man in black robe roared angrily, pointed the death sickle in his hand at Zhang Yifeng, and said: "Boy, I want to use your head to wash away the humiliation I just suffered!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black demonic energy surged out of the black-robed man's body crazily, and the death sickle in his hand erupted into black demonic flames.

The next moment, the man in black robe slightly tapped the ground with his toes, and his body rose into the air. He held the death sickle tightly and attacked Zhang Yifeng's neck.

When Zhang Yifeng saw this, his expression was solemn, and his right hand holding the Sky-Splitting Mark shook slightly, and the Sky-Splitting Mark instantly let out a shout.

Keng!

After a crisp sound, the golden light of the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand rose sharply, exuding a majestic aura that instantly overwhelmed the black-robed man's demonic flames.

Not only that, when the golden light and black demonic energy met, the demonic energy actually made a crackling sound, as if it was being burned.

"This... is so spectacular!"

"Zhang Yifeng seems to have the advantage!"

In the sight of the onlookers, the golden light was like a prairie fire, constantly eroding and purifying the demonic energy.

The demonic energy is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the golden light is constantly expanding.

According to the posture in front of him, Jin Guang has a plan to completely swallow up the demonic energy.

"ah!"

Almost at the moment when the golden light appeared, the man in black robe screamed in surprise and said in a trembling voice: "You, are you a Buddhist?"

In Lingyue Continent, demonic cultivators are very powerful, but demonic cultivators also have natural enemies, and that is Buddhists.

The demonic energy cultivated by demon cultivators tends to be dark and evil, but Buddhists are just the opposite. They have the purest and brightest energy in the world, and the Buddha's light they cultivate has an extremely powerful restraint effect on demonic energy.

In front of Buddhists, demon cultivators are like angels with broken wings, with inherent disadvantages.

The golden light Zhang Yifeng released just now contains a trace of divine attributes, which is one of the characteristics of Buddha's light.

That's why the man in black robe mistook Zhang Yifeng for a Buddhist who practiced Buddhist techniques.

Facing the black-robed man's inquiry, Zhang Yifeng just smiled coldly, but he had no intention of explaining, because just now, he felt a faint spiritual power fluctuation coming from the pothole on the ground.

Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, he instantly understood that the explosion just now did not kill Wanyan Xiarong.

"We must fight quickly, otherwise I will be in danger when Wanyan Xiarong recovers."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng let out a light drink and actually used a mysterious sword move to attack the man in black robe.

The man in black robe was waiting for Zhang Yifeng's explanation, but he never expected that Zhang Yifeng would not act according to common sense and take the initiative to attack him!

The man in black robe was furious and roared: "Asshole, since you want to die, I will help you!"

However, even though he said so, he appeared to be extremely cautious in the face of Zhang Yifeng's attack.

Because he was horrified to discover that although Zhang Yifeng was far inferior to him in terms of spiritual power, every sword attack made by Zhang Yifeng contained a trace of energy that could pose a huge threat to him.

He had a feeling that if he was hit by that energy, he would be seriously injured.

After understanding this, the man in black robe suddenly had the urge to vomit blood. This hateful guy was obviously not as powerful as him, but it was difficult for him to take him down in a short time.

What made him even more embarrassed was that not only did he have no way to deal with Zhang Yifeng, but he was also constrained at every turn and had to guard against dangers from Zhang Yifeng at all times.

Thinking of the big words he had said in front of the Twenty-Two Princes before, the man in black robe couldn't help but become impatient.

"No, Prince Twenty-Two is already very dissatisfied with me. If I can't take him down, it will be troublesome."

Thinking of this, a ruthless look appeared in the eyes of the man in black robe. With a wave of his hand, the black robe on his body disappeared in an instant, and a set of black and textured armor appeared on his body.

"Boy, you can be proud of yourself if you can force me to use the Demon King's armor."

"However, that's it for you. You have successfully offended me. Please bear the anger from the Demon King!"

After Gui Li finished speaking, he completely gave up his defense and allowed the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand to attack his chest.

boom!

With a loud noise, Gui Li's body was slapped and flew backwards by Zhang Yifeng.

In the air, Gui Li spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood instantly dyed the mask on his face red, making it look even more ferocious.

Everyone around looked at this scene and gasped, and almost everyone looked at Zhang Yifeng with serious eyes.

"Should I go? I was knocked away directly? I just boasted and was knocked away? Is this Zhang Yifeng so powerful?!"

"Yeah, this Zhang Yifeng is too powerful. He can't even match the monks at the ninth level of the out-of-body stage, but he only has the cultivation level of the fifth level. This is too abnormal."

"Such a person must not be an enemy. It is simply too terrifying!"

In the previous duel, many people had already figured out Zhang Yifeng's cultivation based on the fluctuations in spiritual power.

It is precisely because of this that they feel extremely horrified.

He is already a proud man of heaven who can cross levels to fight against the enemy. It was the first time they met the enemy after crossing the fourth floor!

This is simply a peerless monster.