Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Soon, the sword light fell, and Meng Nishang stared at the yard without blinking.

In the yard, Zhang Yifeng was still standing there. He held a branch and hit the sword accurately, neutralizing the old man's seemingly sharp sword.

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng was fine, Meng Nichang breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to Meng Nishang's relief, the old man was shocked.

"How can it be!"

His swordsmanship, which he thought was exquisite, was neutralized by Zhang Yifeng.

The old man snorted coldly, then pulled the sword and raised it. The sword was like a sharp edge and pierced Zhang Yifeng's heart again.

But the next moment he was shocked to find that the trajectory of the sword in his hand was not what he thought. Instead, it was led astray by the small branch in Zhang Yifeng's hand. The branches in Zhang Yifeng's hands seemed to have magical powers, and they could always find flaws in his sword skills and neutralize them.

This guy is a master with a sword!

But how is this possible? He has been practicing his swordsmanship for decades.

Bang bang bang.

Just when Mr. Kang was shocked, the sound of tree branches beating was heard.

"Too slow, too slow! Can you go faster, go faster?"

His sword moves completely according to Zhang Yifeng's movements. Zhang Yifeng can always find the flaw in his sword and give him a few blows. The branches were not sharp, but they left several bruises on the back of his hand.

"At this level? You also want to cause trouble for me. Then die."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly. He overestimated the power of the Wang family. He did not expect that the guests of the Wang family could only achieve this level. Although he is in the late stage of Shengfeng, unfortunately he seems to be using a sword. Although Zhang Yifeng is not a swordsman, his attainments in swordsmanship are definitely not comparable to that of the old man.

Zhang Yifeng pulled and pulled, then injected spiritual energy into the branch, and hit the back of Kang Lao's hand hard.

This time, the back of Kang Lao's hand was directly bloody and bloody, and the sword in his hand came out and flew high.

"Let me show you what swordsmanship is."

Zhang Yifeng's cold voice came, still floating in the air. He dropped the branch in his hand and caught the falling sword.

Kang Lao's pupils kept shrinking at that time, and he only saw a cold light falling from the sky, followed by a cold feeling.

The cold feeling, from head to neck, was like a breeze blowing into his body.

Then his head split in two and rested on his shoulders.

Kang Lao, died. Even until his death, he did not see how Zhang Yifeng drew his sword.

"Wow……"

Under the eaves, Meng Nishang vomited out immediately. Zhang Yifeng used a gun when he killed Wang Shengqiang, and the scene was not very bloody. But this time, Zhang Yifeng split the old man's head open with a sword. The bloody scene was more than a woman could bear.

Meng Nichang only felt her stomach churn. She never expected that Zhang Yifeng, who was usually taciturn, would act so decisively and cruelly.

Is this his character?

Is he a murderer?

At this moment, the thoughts in He Xin's mind that day arose in Meng Nishang's mind.

Zhang Yifeng killed Mr. Kang and placed the sword in his hand on Mr. Kang's body. Then he brought up the Blue Moon Fire in his dantian. After conquering the Blue Moon Fire, it was time to test the power of the Blue Moon Fire.

Zhang Yifeng snapped his fingers, and a blue flame immediately appeared on his fingertips.

The flames burned like a miniature version of the crescent moon.

Meng Nishang was vomiting and didn't see this scene, otherwise she would be shocked. Is this the fire attribute person on TV?

Zhang Yifeng flicked it lightly, and the blue moon flames fell on Mr. Kang. In the blink of an eye, Mr. Kang's body burned with blazing flames.

The temperature of Blue Moon Fire can be compared to that of extraordinary flames, and the fireball talisman on Zhang Yifeng's body cannot compare to the spiritual fire of heaven and earth.

In just a few breaths, Mr. Kang's body turned into ashes.

When Meng Nishang finished vomiting, the yard became quiet again.

"Where is this... corpse... corpse?" Meng Nishang was extremely shocked.

Zhang Yifeng did not explain. As if nothing happened, he returned to the house to get a bucket of water and wiped away the blood with a nonchalant expression.

On the side, Meng Nichang had very complicated thoughts. An ordinary person would definitely be upset if he killed someone, but Zhang Yifeng killed someone as if nothing happened. Is it because he has become a habit of killing people?

Is this the other type of person Grandpa was talking about? This is the warrior Grandpa talked about.

If she hadn't met Zhang Yifeng, Meng Nichang would never have imagined that masters who only exist in martial arts movies really exist in the world. It's just that 99.9% of people can't get in touch with them.

After cleaning the floor, Zhang Yifeng turned around and walked back to the bedroom. He planned to use the secret method to forge a storage ring again. The space for the storage ring in my hand is still too small.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was about to enter the bedroom, Meng Nichang finally spoke: "By the way, He Xin moved out, and I live in her room now."

She needed to tell Zhang Yifeng about He Xin's move.

Thinking of He Xin, Meng Nichang seemed to understand why He Xin asked her such things when she left. Now it seems that she really doesn't understand Zhang Yifeng. But instead of leaving Zhang Yifeng's thoughts, she wanted to get closer to Zhang Yifeng and understand Zhang Yifeng.

"Moved?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned, then shook his head lightly and said, "If you move, just move. You will always meet a lot of passers-by in life."

For He Xin, Zhang Yifeng just regarded him as the most ordinary friend. This is how a person's life is. Friends come and go, and come and go. If you have one or two friends who are truly with you all the way, you will have no regrets in your life.

"Also, aren't you hiding?" Meng Nishang spoke again.

"Hide? Why should I hide? The Wang family can't kill me." Zhang Yifeng said calmly.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because there is no one stronger than me in the Wang family. Even if there is, I have the ability to protect myself."

Meng Nishang frowned. She didn't know how the strength of warriors was divided, but as an ordinary person, she really wanted to ask, are masters afraid of hot weapons? Such as pistols, submachine guns, sniper rifles, etc. The Wang family is definitely capable of hiring mercenaries or international killers.

But before these words were spoken, Zhang Yifeng had already returned to the bedroom.

Zhang Yifeng opened the laptop at home and made a list of elixirs through drawing software. Then he called Mr. Qi, sent this picture to Mr. Qi, and asked Mr. Qi to help find the elixir. Even if there was only news about the above-mentioned elixir, he should inform him as soon as possible.

Most of these elixirs are used to refine elixirs for improvement.

Mr. Qi has been involved in the martial arts circle for these years, and he must know more people than Zhang Yifeng. In addition, the Lin family is more powerful than the Su family. He estimates that Mr. Qi may be more likely to find the elixir than Mr. Su.

A list was sent to Mr. Qi, and Zhang Yifeng sent another list to Zhou Tianhao.

After being busy with these things, Zhang Yifeng began to forge the storage ring.

With the first experience, Zhang Yifeng's forging of the storage ring seemed much smoother this time.