Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Just when Zhang Yifeng was about to stab Lang Feng, a figure suddenly came from a distance at great speed.

Feeling the strong murderous intention behind him, Zhang Yifeng's expression changed drastically. The sword that was originally intended to stab Lang Feng changed its direction instantly. At the same time, he moved his body and jumped to the side.

"Those who want to kill His Highness the Prince, have you ever asked me if the Blood Demon agrees?"

Langfeng was closing his eyes and waiting to die. When he heard this voice, he suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw the figure in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then a touch of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

"Lord Blood Demon, why are you here?" Lang Feng asked with surprise on his face, regardless of his injuries.

The Blood Demon snorted coldly and said, "If I don't come back, you will die in the hands of this kid."

Hearing the blood demon's words, Lang Feng showed a look of shame on his face and said: "He is very strong, I am no match for him."

"Strong?"

The Blood Demon snorted coldly: "That's just for a weakling like you. In front of my Blood Demon, no matter how powerful the opponent is, there is only one ending waiting for them, and that is death!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Yifeng, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his ugly mouth.

"Boy, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Looking at the man in red robe who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhang Yifeng's eyes became solemn.

Although it was only for a moment, he clearly felt that this man in red robe called Blood Demon was very strong, even stronger than Wanyan Xia Rong!

In other words, the guy named Blood Demon in front of him is a master of Kongming Stage cultivation!

Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Yifeng's heart became heavy.

At the same time, he was also a little annoyed. He had not discovered the existence of the Blood Demon before stealing the Dzi Beads, and now Xu Nantian and Hong Ling were chasing the remaining men in black.

He was on his own until they returned.

However, although his opponent was very powerful, he was not too afraid.

With his current strength, although he may not be able to defeat the opponent, it is not easy for the opponent to kill him.

"Ugly, you look like this and you still want to kill me?" Zhang Yifeng said with a sneer.

In a duel between masters, the state of mind is very important. He must anger the opponent and let the opponent reveal more flaws in his anger. Only in this way can he have hope of winning.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the Blood Demon suddenly became angry.

Because of the special nature of his practice, his appearance became ugly, which was also the most inferior thing in his heart.

Because of his low self-esteem, what he hated most in his life was when others said he was ugly.

"Boy, if you dare to call me ugly, I will kill you!"

The blood demon roared angrily, his body flashed, and he rushed towards Zhang Yifeng in an instant.

"It's actually a demon cultivator!"

Seeing the demonic energy rising from the blood demon, Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up.

If the blood demon was another cultivator, it would be difficult for him to deal with it, but the other party turned out to be a demon cultivator, which made him feel happy.

Maybe for others, the demon cultivator is very difficult to deal with, but for him, he has an innate advantage against the demon cultivator.

Because he has the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hand. The Sky-Splitting Mark has been refined with relics and possesses sacred attributes. The sacred attributes are the nemesis of all evil things, and demonic energy is no exception.

Zhang Yifeng instantly raised the Sky-Splitting Mark and poured spiritual energy into the sword body.

Roar!

Feeling the majestic fighting spirit rising in Zhang Yifeng's heart, the spirit of the Sky-Splitting Mark also appeared from the sword body.

It roared at the Blood Demon, then jumped up, and actually rushed towards the Blood Demon.

"梼杌?"

Seeing Tao Zhu leaping toward him, the Blood Demon was startled, but then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Boy, your sword is pretty good. It belongs to me, haha!"

The blood demon laughed wildly and looked at Yongzhu with greedy eyes.

The demonic skills he practiced required constantly devouring the souls of beasts to strengthen himself, and as his cultivation level improved, ordinary beast spirits could no longer satisfy him.

Yaozhu is an ancient ferocious beast with an extremely pure bloodline. If he swallows Yaozhu's spirit, his strength will definitely increase by leaps and bounds.

Thinking of this, the blood demon's eyes became brighter.

"The Heaven-Burning Devil's Palm!"

The blood demon roared loudly, and the surging demonic energy around him turned into a huge palm, and slapped Yongzhu.

It seemed that he wanted to use this move to seriously injure Yaozhu and then capture him alive!

But Yao Zhu was not to be outdone. Facing the palm of the Blood Demon, it looked up to the sky and roared. Then, its figure continued to grow in the air.

In just a blink of an eye, its body became as big as a hill.

Immediately afterwards, I saw it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and a powerful suction force poured out from the mouth, aiming directly at the devil's palm in the air!

Zhang Yifeng's face changed when he saw this. He was a little worried. Although Yongzhu had the ability to devour all things, the blood demon's palm was obviously very powerful. He didn't know whether Yongzhu could digest it.

But the scene that happened immediately made him feel completely relieved.

This time, Yongzhu did not swallow the devil's palm directly, but sprayed out streams of flames from his mouth, constantly consuming the power of the devil's palm.

At the end, when most of the power of the devil's palm was consumed by the flames it spewed, it suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed the devil's palm in one gulp.

Ho ho ho!

What made Zhang Yifeng a little speechless was that after Yongzhu swallowed the devil's palm, he even roared three times at the blood demon very provocatively.

Then, with the angry expression on the blood demon's face, Yong Zhu turned around suddenly and returned to the sword body of the Sky-Splitting Mark.

The blood demon was about to vomit blood. The palm he just used was not very powerful, but it was very impressive.

He just wanted to show off in front of Lang Feng and Zhang Yifeng, but he never expected that not only did he fail to show off and succeed, but he was ridiculed by a ferocious beast.

This was a great shame and humiliation for him!

"I'm so angry! Boy, just die!"

The blood demon roared angrily, and then punched Zhang Yifeng.

"Heavenly Demon Domineering Fist!"

As the blood demon's voice fell, Zhang Yifeng felt a hill crashing down on him. The heavy pressure made him breathless.

"As expected of a master in the Kong Ming Period, the power of this move is too strong!"

Zhang Yifeng marveled in his heart, and then he waved the Sky-Splitting Mark and swung seven or eight sword energy forward one after another.

boom!

The golden sword energy instantly collided with the black demonic energy fist, making an earth-shattering loud noise.

After a loud noise, the attacks of the Blood Demon and Zhang Yifeng disappeared at the same time.

Seeing that his attack was taken by Zhang Yifeng, the blood demon narrowed his eyes slightly. He stared at the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, his eyes uncertain.