Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Well done!"

Seeing Lang Feng attacking him, Zhang Yifeng laughed loudly, and with a flash of light in his hand, the Sky-Splitting Mark appeared in his hand.

"Crazy Sword's true meaning!"

At this time, when Qi Shen arrived in front of Zhang Yifeng, Langfeng roared and slashed out with his sword. A majestic sword intention was transmitted from the sword in his hand. The sword intention was mixed with majestic spiritual energy, and the target Point directly at Zhang Yifeng.

Feeling the power of Lang Feng's move, Zhang Yifeng showed a hint of approval in his eyes. He had to admit that although he was an enemy, there was indeed something about this wolf wind. The power of his move was probably no less than that of a monk on the seventh level of the out-of-body stage.

If Lang Feng had faced someone else today, he might have been able to kill him. Unfortunately, he had faced himself. Zhang Yifeng shook the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hand. He did not deliberately use any sword style, but just swung the sword out with such an ordinary movement.

The Sky-Splitting Mark has long transcended the scope of ordinary ninth-level weapons. Although it is an ordinary sword, it is like the power of thunder. boom!

The two attacks from one sword and the other collided with each other, making an earth-shattering sound.

Affected by the force of the earthquake, Lang Feng took seven or eight steps back before he stabilized his figure, but Zhang Yifeng did not even take a step back!

In one move, the decision is made!

"How about it, you are no match for me, just go ahead and capture me."

Before this, Zhang Yifeng originally wanted to kill Lang Feng, but after seeing Lang Feng's sword skills just now, he instantly changed his mind.

There are many monks with strong cultivation, but geniuses like Lang Feng are rare. He started to love talents.

However, facing Zhang Yifeng's persuasion, Lang Feng shook his head and sneered: "I know you are very powerful, but I, Lang Feng, stand upright and will never betray the Twenty-Two Princes."

After Zhang Yifeng heard this, he was silent for a while and asked: "Even if it means death?" Lang Feng nodded: "Yes, since I swore allegiance to His Highness the Prince, I, Lang Feng, have already put life and death aside."

Hearing Lang Feng's words, a look of appreciation appeared in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, and he said: "I respect your choice, don't worry, I will bury you generously after you die."

Langfeng sneered: "Humph, although you are very powerful, it is not certain who will kill whom. Don't talk too much too soon."

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly and said, "Then give it a try."

Langfeng snorted coldly, channeled his spiritual power, and attacked Zhang Yifeng again.

He knew how powerful Zhang Yifeng was, so he didn't hold back at all when he took action.

Facing Lang Feng's attack, Zhang Yifeng parried with the most basic sword moves. After fighting with Lang Feng for a while, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"If that's all you have, then end it."

As Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, his moves suddenly became fiercer, and the power of the Sky-Splitting Mark was completely activated by him.

When the power of the Sky-Splitting Mark was fully activated, Lang Feng was no longer Zhang Yifeng's opponent. In just one move, the sword in his hand was cut open by the Sky-Splitting Mark.

Lang Feng suddenly looked horrified. He knew very well that the sword in his hand was a level nine weapon, but such a magical weapon could not block the giant sword in the opponent's hand!

"Your sword is a magic weapon?"

Looking at the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, Lang Feng's expression became serious.

His strength was originally inferior to Zhang Yifeng, but now the opponent's weapons were more powerful than his own. From this point of view, he seemed to have no hope of winning.

Hearing Lang Feng's words, Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "No, it is a level nine weapon."

Level nine weapon?

Lang Feng frowned. If it was a level nine weapon, how could he cut a gap in his weapon?

Just when he was confused, Zhang Yifeng's words made him understand immediately.

"It's just that it's not an ordinary level nine weapon."

When Lang Feng heard this, he immediately understood. As for what was special about the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, he did not ask.

Because he knew that even if he asked, the other party wouldn't tell. After all, no one would be stupid enough to tell others their secrets.

"Do we still want to fight?" Zhang Yifeng asked calmly.

Lang Feng's expression was complicated. Although Zhang Yifeng was his enemy, at this moment, he couldn't help but admire him in his heart.

Zhang Yifeng was obviously much stronger than himself, but he gave himself enough opportunities.

However, since he chose to follow the Twenty-Two Princes, he was destined to have no choice in life.

Because in his world, there is no such thing as betrayal.

"Today, either you die or I live!"

After saying that, Lang Feng actually launched another attack on Zhang Yifeng, and his moves became more violent than before.

When Zhang Yifeng saw this, his expression instantly turned cold.

Although he admired Lang Feng very much, he didn't intend to hold back anymore because the other party was so stubborn.

"In that case, then die."

The majestic spiritual energy emerged from his body, and the scar that split the sky burst into brilliant light.

An unparalleled momentum emanated from Zhang Yifeng's body.

Both of them were monks in the out-of-body stage and frequently performed various martial arts, but Lang Feng was still far behind Zhang Yifeng, and it didn't take long for his momentum to weaken.

Seeing that he was about to be defeated, Lang Feng gritted his teeth and suddenly blocked Zhang Yifeng's attack with his knife. At the same time, he used his body skills to quickly retreat.

At the same time, he frantically mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and the sword in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling light.

It seemed that Langfeng was planning some big move.

Zhang Yifeng had murderous intentions in his heart, so he did not give Lang Feng a chance to use his ultimate move. Instead, he immediately stepped forward and slashed out with his sword, sending Lang Feng flying away as he was preparing for his ultimate move.

puff!

Langfeng was instantly knocked out by Zhang Yifeng, and he vomited a mouthful of blood while he was still in the air.

It wasn't until he flew a distance of seven or eight meters that Lang Feng fell heavily from the air to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Langfeng struggled to get up from the ground, but due to his serious injuries, he could only stabilize his body by using a big knife to support him. It was no longer possible to take action.

Facing Zhang Yifeng, he no longer had the slightest strength to fight again.

"just kill me."

The wind sighed, and then closed his eyes in despair.

Because he could see that even if he surrendered now, Zhang Yifeng would not let him go.

Moreover, even though he was about to die, he never thought of surrender in his heart.

Zhang Yifeng nodded, didn't say anything more, and stabbed Guangfeng with his sword.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.