Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Really? Then I will make it happen for you."

Zhang Yifeng stopped talking nonsense, activated his spiritual power, and swung the black iron giant sword in his hand towards the five people.

Rumble…

The blue sword light rushed towards the five people with Han Xin, accompanied by the sound of swords.

The speed was actually many times faster than Lei Yun's thunder and lightning, and the five people had no time to dodge.

"This is impossible……"

The leading disciple of Liuli Sect exclaimed!

After exclaiming, he could no longer make any sound.

In an instant, the leading disciple and his fellow apprentices were turned into a pile of rotten flesh, and even the Nascent Soul was wiped out!

Kill five people instantly with one sword strike.

The violent sword energy did not dissipate and hit the barrier heavily, making the barrier tremble.

Haoyue Shangxian stood up suddenly and stared at the young man wearing the iron mask. That look was full of surprise.

The people watching in the audience were even more silent, with their mouths wide open!

This scene is simply incredible.

The giant sword madman is simply too powerful, right?

The breath of this giant sword madman is only at the second level of Kongming Stage, but the power it explodes is the peak strength of Kongming Stage.

The sword energy just now was so wide and big that it was impossible to dodge it.

Beside Zhang Yifeng, Tietou and others also had their mouths wide open. Although they had seen Zhang Yifeng take action, that time it was six monks who had been seriously injured, but this time there were five people who were unscathed.

And there are five monks who have broken through to the empty and dark stage.

"Is this guy still a human? He is simply a monster! No team will have a chance to survive if they encounter him."

"Yes, perhaps only Senior Brother Beichen can rival him."

"I finally know why this guy didn't take a shot in the first knockout match, because once he did, there was no chance of survival."

"If you encounter anything, remember to admit defeat, otherwise you will die."

All the sect disciples felt a sense of crisis in their hearts.

Even the elders of the sect were all shocked. If Zhang Yifeng's sword just hit them, they might not be able to completely dodge it.

Especially the leader of the Liuli Sect felt very uncomfortable when he saw that his disciples were wiped out in one move, but he had to admire this young man for being so strong.

I thought this battle would end like this, but I didn't expect that Haoyue Shangxian would directly announce the sequence number of the next team game: "Next game 2242, versus 47."

Zhang Yifeng suddenly turned his head and looked towards Haoyue Shangxian.

Immortal Haoyue gave Zhang Yifeng a faint smile, and then waved his hand to treat Tietou and the others' injuries.

However, although the injury was treated, the spiritual power was not restored.

Zhang Yifeng frowned and asked the Immortal Haoyue: "Junior, I have a question to ask the Immortal. Can I take pills during the competition?"

"For the sake of fair competition, you are not allowed to take pills." Haoyue Shangxian said calmly.

Zhang Yifeng frowned more and more. This was a naked attack on him. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was something wrong with this arrangement!

Damn, I haven’t stepped down in the last game, and the second game is here again.

But there is no way, there is no absolute fairness in the mainland.

This time, the disciples of Fengya Pavilion took the stage, and all five of them were on the second floor of the Kongming Stage.

After this group of disciples came on stage, they had a wicked smile on their faces: "It seems that this time it is our turn in Feng Yage to steal the show. We can have a good time and put an end to you."

"Feng Ya Ge, you are from a well-known and decent family. Almost all of the five of us are lacking in spiritual power. Are you sure you want to take advantage of others' danger?" Linghu Nanruo's voice came.

The disciple of Feng Yage said with a smile on his face: "Taking advantage of others' danger? Please understand, this is a competition, and we are enemies now. Do you think I will give the enemy a chance to breathe?"

"Furthermore, it is the dream of all monks to enter the secret realm of Lingshan! For your dream, you must fail!"

On the side, Zhang Yifeng shook his head. This upright man was indeed shameless.

Zhang Yifeng put the black iron giant sword in his hand on the ground and said coldly: "Do you also want to take a blow from my sword?"

The disciple of Feng Ya Pavilion sneered: "Who are you bluffing, kid? I'm afraid you already used your full strength with that sword strike just now. Do you still have the ability to strike a second sword?"

In fact, not only the disciples of Feng Ya Pavilion think so, but also the disciples in the audience think so.

The sword just now was so powerful. Even though Zhang Yifeng was holding a magical weapon, it would never be so powerful unless Zhang Yifeng poured all his spiritual power into the magical weapon.

But they never imagined that this magic weapon was not an ordinary magic weapon.

A smile appeared on Zhang Yifeng's lips: "In that case, let's give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used all his spiritual power and raised the giant sword again.

"The waves are raining and the wind is breaking." Zhang Yifeng roared [country novel www.yanjuexiangcun.com] and slashed down with the giant sword in his hand.

The sword energy rushed away like layers of waves.

This move is a skill that comes with the Black Iron Giant Sword. Zhang Yifeng has never used it before. I don't know how powerful it is when it is used this time. It looks quite spectacular.

Before several monks could react, they were immediately hit by the sword light, and even the barrier was hit again.

But the strange thing is that when the sword energy passed through the bodies of several monks, the monks were unscathed, but the barrier began to tremble.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be an embroidered pillow. It's a bluff."

Zhang Yifeng didn't speak. He stared at the five monks opposite him. It was absolutely impossible for his move to leave them unharmed.

Sure enough, as soon as the monk finished mocking Zhang Yifeng, countless cracks suddenly appeared on his body.

Phew...

This time it was not as simple as a puddle of minced meat. It turned into nothingness. It was as if these five people had never existed.

Seeing this scene, the masters in the Mahayana stage couldn't help but spit at the same time. The power of the move just now was terrifying even to them. Although it could not kill them, it would still hurt them.

"I didn't expect that a monk in the Kongming Stage equipped with a giant sword would have such strength. If this kid doesn't die in the future, he will definitely become a strong man."

"That's not necessarily true. Yesterday, I saw a disciple of the Liuli Sect in Arena No. 8. He also single-handedly killed everyone on the opponent's side in an instant. And that boy's strength has probably reached the Nirvana Stage."

"It seems that this trial is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Feng Ya Pavilion also has a female disciple who is very strong."

Zhang Yifeng heard the surrounding discussions.

"Liu Li Sect, the period of Nirvana?"

The furry monster began to flash in Zhang Yifeng's mind.

I don’t know if I would be able to escape unscathed if I really faced that monster.