Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

In the air, seeing Zhang Yifeng destroying the enemy with one sword twice in a row, the Great Immortal Haoyue was not embarrassed to continue arranging the next one. He looked at Zhang Yifeng and said with a smile: "Boy, you are really good. You can tell me what your name is." Name?"

"My name is Mo Leng."

"Mo Leng, I remember you. Okay, your team will not have another game today. You can go to any venue to watch the game."

Zhang Yifeng nodded, turned and left the arena.

As soon as this was over, many casual cultivators wanted to come over and strike up a conversation with Zhang Yifeng, especially the female cultivators, who all went crazy.

Although they couldn't see Zhang Yifeng's face, they all kept guessing that the face under this iron mask must be extremely handsome.

It took Zhang Yifeng a long time to send the group away.

"It's really good. You stole the show today, but this Haoyue Immortal is really hateful. If you really couldn't use the second sword at that time, then our team might be eliminated directly."

When Linghu Nanruo said this, his eyes were still staring at the Bright Moon Immortal on the stage.

He didn't expect that a dignified Sanxian could actually do such a shameless thing.

Zhang Yifeng also shook his head: "There is no way, who made him strong, and he is hosting this game. The game here is not interesting anymore, why don't we go somewhere else to watch?"

"Let's go, it's okay anyway, just go and have a look."

Several people nodded, and Yu Jian went to another arena.

Zhang Yifeng wanted to see if he could meet the master of Liuli Sect who had reached the stage of Nirvana.

Then observe the opponent's battle and have a way to deal with it if you encounter it in the future.

Not long after the few people flew into the air, endless shouts came from their ears.

"Lin Beichen, Lin Beichen..."

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yifeng did not hesitate at all and galloped towards Lin Beichen's competition.

Although Linghu Nanruo and the others didn't know who Lin Beichen was, they must have been valued by Zhang Yifeng, so he must not be a simple person, so they followed him.

At this time, a man with long flowing hair was standing on the competition stage. This man was Lin Beichen. He was very confident and had a bright smile. It seemed that this competition was like a big show for him.

Tietou asked doubtfully: "Mo Leng, who is this person on the stage? This scene is so spectacular. When you were on the stage, the audience never cheered like this."

"Lin Beichen, the proud son of Liuli Sect, has very strong strength." Zhang Yifeng said calmly.

Hearing these words, Linghu Nanruo also stared at Lin Beichen on the stage, never leaving his eyes. The person who can make Zhang Yifeng praise him must be extraordinary.

"As for people, why haven't the teams that are fighting against our Glazed Sect come on stage yet? Could it be that they are afraid of our senior brother Beichen."

On the field, several junior brothers behind Lin Beichen were constantly asking for drinks, as if telling everyone on the field that no one was their opponent, Senior Brother Beichen.

Immortal Haoyue continued to rise into the sky, looked at the monk below and said coldly: "Which team will compete with the Glazed Sect next, please come on."

After the words fell behind, another team finally appeared on the field. This was a team of casual cultivators, but there were at least three people who had reached the empty and dark stage.

But even so, when they saw Lin Beichen, everyone's face was full of panic, as if they were ready to admit defeat at any time. As soon as the Haoyue Immortal signaled the game to start, they would immediately admit defeat.

"I now announce that the game has begun."

Immortal Haoyue spoke again, and as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Beichen smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Before the other person could say the word "admit defeat", Lin Beichen suddenly flew into the sky and cut through the sky at extremely fast speeds.

A ray of sword energy fell from the sky, like a Milky Way, falling straight into the sky!

In just the blink of an eye, all five people fell to the ground.

This sword is as powerful as a rainbow, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

On the side, Zhang Yifeng frowned. Lin Beichen's speed just now was really terrifying, and he might not be able to escape this blow.

It had only been more than a month since he and Lin Beichen were separated, but his strength had actually improved so much, and it seemed that he had reached the stage of death.

This is simply not something that normal people can do.

Zhang Yifeng thought of the furry monster who controlled him in the barrier at the foot of Tiandaozong Mountain.

Zhang Yifeng had been wondering who the monster was before, but now he estimated that the monster might be Lin Beichen.

Because after he was trapped, the monster was still talking to him across the barrier. Zhang Yifeng felt endless hatred from his tone. Who else could have such hatred for him besides Lin Beichen?

I really didn't expect that Lin Beichen, who prided himself on being noble, would practice such evil skills. Those evil skills should be able to greatly improve the monk's cultivation level.

But if you want to improve your cultivation, you have to constantly absorb the essence of the monks. This is not intended to be a sin.

"Lin Beichen, Lin Beichen..."

Countless monks outside the competition field shouted Lin Beichen's name together, treating Lin Beichen as a god in their hearts. But if they knew how many lives this god in their hearts had cost, they would not be like him anymore. Now he supports Lin Beichen so much.

Beside Zhang Yifeng, Linghu Nanruo frowned. He patted Zhang Yifeng on the shoulder and said, "This Lin Beichen is very extraordinary. He is just a disciple. I think his strength seems to be stronger than some elders of Liuli Sect. This will He will be a powerful enemy. It seems that Liuli Sect will become even more arrogant and domineering in the future."

Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly and said: "It's a pity that they can't be arrogant. This time I want to let the Liuli Sect be ruined."

Zhang Yifeng's words shocked his little friend.

Several teammates, as well as Linghu Nanruo, looked at him in stunned silence.

They all know Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level. However, Lin Beichen's current strength, judging from his aura, is at least above the second level of the Nirvana Stage, which means that he is completely a level higher than Zhang Yifeng.

It is almost impossible to deal with Lin Beichen.

Where did Zhang Yifeng get his confidence?

At this time, Lin Beichen had several more competitions after stepping down, and the second round of knockout rounds was basically over.

There were originally more than 1,000 teams, but now there are only 800 left.

Of course, among the remaining teams, most are from sects and have self-built teams, and there are not many left.

The next day there will be a team revival match, where the experts on the judges' bench will score the teams that were eliminated in the second game, and the team with the highest score will stay for the next day's revival match.

Zhang Yifeng also took this opportunity to find out what Lin Beichen would do next.

Now that it has been basically confirmed that Lin Beichen is the hairy monster, and the secret realm of Lingshan is about to open, Lin Beichen will definitely find ways to improve his strength, so something will definitely happen in Tianlang City.

Soon, the sun set. After the participating teams returned to their own territories, Zhang Yifeng sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, waiting for nightfall.