Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

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While Zhang Yifeng was still flying, a purple sword light flew from the east and passed by at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Yifeng hurriedly dodged, but his clothes were still ripped open.

Such a long distance allows the sword energy to move forward at such a fast speed and hit the target accurately.

Zhang Yifeng knew immediately that the strong man coming next would not be easy to deal with.

Sure enough, before Zhang Yifeng could react, three more sharp sword lights came quickly from the distance.

Zhang Yifeng knew that he couldn't dodge, so he immediately used his spiritual energy to create a barrier.

Rumble…

The barrier shattered, and three sword lights hit Zhang Yifeng's body without any error.

Even though the spiritual barrier blocked most of the attacks, Zhang Yifeng's body was still cut three times and his whole body bounced back.

It is impossible to escape with such a fast sword.

Zhang Yifeng frowned. Such a powerful person was probably sent by Situ Wugou. Otherwise, who could mobilize such a strong person.

But if you think about it carefully, how could a person as conceited as Situ Wugou send two groups of people to intercept and kill him.

Zhang Yifeng began to continuously search his memory.

Who could it be? What grudge against him does he have? Why must he kill him?

"Senior, I don't know where I offended you, why did you insist on putting me to death?" Zhang Yifeng looked towards the east with sharp eyes.

The next moment, a very arrogant voice came from the east: "Hahaha, you have not offended me. Killing you is just my interest."

"Boy, I heard that your swordsmanship has reached its peak. Why are you still unwilling to use your sword against me?"

After he finished speaking, three more sword lights flew towards him very quickly. The gesture of drawing the sword looked like it was drawn randomly, but it was extremely clear and extremely fast.

Zhang Yifeng descended rapidly and dodged three sword rays.

Right above him, a person suddenly appeared.

This man had a delicate face and looked to be no more than forty years old. He was holding a huge red sword in his hand.

Not only was he holding a sword in his hand, but he also carried six or seven swords on his back.

Every sword exudes a terrifying aura. Although Zhang Yifeng doesn't know the grade of those swords, they are at least no worse than level nine.

"Come on, kid. If you don't fight back, you will die in my hands. I know your cultivation is not as good as mine, so let's compete with each other. If you can defeat me with your sword, then you can take my life. "

Zhang Yifeng frowned. He could see in that man that he was very murderous.

With such a strong murderous intent, he clearly wanted to kill himself. The current situation was like a wolf in front of him and a tiger in back.

"Brother, I don't know who you have heard of, but my understanding of the art of swordsmanship is just a drop in the bucket compared to my brother."

Zhang Yifeng was still trying to see if he could resolve this man's murderous intent.

But before he finished speaking, the man in the air suddenly waved his giant sword downward at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Yifeng quickly dodged.

Rumble…

The ground below suddenly cracked, and the trees were all cut off by the sword energy.

The land directly below also began to turn yellow sand.

It was not an option to dodge like this, and with the opponent's strength, it was only a matter of time to kill him sooner or later. Zhang Yifeng immediately formed a seal with his hands and activated a secret technique that he had not used for a long time!

Shadow training.

The shadow under Zhang Yifeng quietly moved out and turned into a peerless enchantress, holding two swords and rushing towards the man in the air.

The man reacted quickly and immediately threw the red giant sword into the air and took out a short sword from his back.

Waving quickly, a powerful shield formed around the man in a short while, and the shield was filled with sword light.

Bang bang bang bang...

The long sword wielded by the shadow collided with the sword light of the barrier, constantly making the sound of metal collision. With each collision, the color of the entire sky trembled.

At the same time, the two groups of people who were dueling stopped because they were affected by the sword energy, and they looked into the distance.

I saw two afterimages constantly colliding in the air.

Qiao Cheng looked at all this with some surprise.

He never expected that Zhang Yifeng would be so powerful.

Qiao San also took this opportunity to walk towards the man in the iron mask and said coldly: "The people you protect are about to be killed, why don't you step forward to help?"

The man in the iron mask did not respond, but a monk next to the man in the iron mask frowned and said, "What should we do now? It seems that killing Zhang Yifeng is not that simple. The man who played with him is probably stronger than you and me. Go up. This Yifeng can play chess with a man for so long without losing, so it must not be something we can handle."

"What do you mean? You are here to kill Zhang Yifeng too? Are you not here to protect him?"

After hearing this, Qiao San and Qiao Cheng realized that this group of people also came to kill Zhang Yifeng.

He turned around and looked at the monks he hired. Most of them were dead and wounded. Qiao Cheng immediately apologized to the man in iron mask: "Fellow Taoist, I'm really sorry. We didn't mean to offend. We also came to kill Zhang Yifeng. That's it." How about we work together..."

"Forget it, don't overestimate yourselves. Haven't you noticed that Zhang Yifeng has been treating us like monkeys? He doesn't take us seriously at all."

"I will no longer pursue today's matter. The people of the dynasty will follow my orders and return with me to report this matter to the emperor."

After the Iron Masked Man said something coldly, the people leading him left.

Qiao San also sighed and planned to take Qiao Cheng away.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Cheng was still unconvinced: "They are all a bunch of cowards. Since that man also came to kill Zhang Yifeng, we might as well work together to help him."

"This man surnamed Zhang has made me lose all face. Now he is still treating me like a monkey. How can I swallow this tone?"

Saying this, Qiao Cheng flew towards the direction where Zhang Yifeng and the others were dueling.

"Master, you must not do it. If you go like this, you will lose your life in vain."

After Qiao San tried to dissuade him for a few words, Qiao Cheng still didn't look back. There was no other way, so Qiao San had no choice but to chase in the direction of Qiao Cheng.

After all, Qiao San was also a person in the Kong Ming period. He knew how annoying it would be for a monk if someone else intervened during a duel.

The Shadow Enchantress activated by Zhang Yifeng was still colliding with the man.

Shadow Sword Dance, although not a sword skill, is better than a sword skill.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

The man laughed loudly, kept chanting spells in his mouth, and formed seals in his hands. After a while, several swords behind him flew out at the same time.

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng's shadow enchantress disappeared into ashes.

"Boy, that's really good. It even surprised me. Is this the legendary fusion of man and sword?"

Zhang Yifeng had a wry smile on his face. What he activated was obviously a secret technique, but this guy mistakenly thought it was the highest attainment of swordsmanship, the integration of man and sword.

Didn't you see a black shadow fighting? Where do people and swords come from?