Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

When I look at it now, I can’t help but laugh and cry!

Zhang Yifeng brought two people with him, and they were preparing to trap her to death.

"Well, Mr. Zhang, why don't we change our plan? Let's secretly go down the mountain. Once we go back and gather our fighting strength, we can kill the Blood Puppet Pavilion together, okay?"

The ambitious look on Huaying Hostel's face disappeared, and he turned to Zhang Yifeng bitterly.

"Ahem, don't worry, host. Although I only brought two people, my strength is definitely enough."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he was ready to let Zhishen show his strength.

At this moment, shouts of killing suddenly rang out from a distance. Upon hearing this sound, the expressions of Zhang Yifeng and Huaying Host changed instantly.

"Master, did you forget anyone else on the ghost mountain?"

"No, but there is a possibility. The Huaying Tower disciples in Dragon City are probably worried about me, so they came to Ghost Mountain to look for my traces."

"It's just that they may not know that Ghost Mountain has been occupied by the disciples of Blood Puppet Pavilion, so they are at war with the people of Blood Puppet Pavilion!"

The owner of Huaying took a deep breath, and now even if she wanted to retreat, there was nothing she could do.

She couldn't sit back and watch the disciples of the Huaying Tower being killed unscrupulously by the disciples of the Blood Puppet Pavilion. No matter what, she had to save her disciples.

"Master Zhang, let's go. No matter what the outcome is today, Blood Puppet Pavilion must learn a lesson!"

The owner of Huaying Hall made a decision in his mind, nodded affirmatively to Zhang Yifeng, and led the people to rush in the direction where the shouts of death came from.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and did not rush over immediately. He turned his head and looked at Zhishen and Yuan Ling.

Everyone in Huaying Tower didn't notice it at first, but Zhang Yifeng felt that the top of the cliff was stained with a bit of blood.

"No, I'll give it to you. I found it from those guys in the Blood Puppet Pavilion."

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's gaze, Zhishen shrugged and threw out a storage ring.

After Zhang Yifeng took it, he looked at the contents and raised his eyebrows.

"How many people from the Blood Puppet Pavilion have you killed to be able to accumulate so many things."

"Not much. I killed about twenty of them who looked like disciples. Among them, there seemed to be an elder from the Blood Puppet Pavilion who contributed the most."

Zhishen said, and Yuan Ling beside him burped.

"The bodies have been disposed of, but don't leave them behind to pollute the environment."

"Don't worry. Do we still know about these things? Have you forgotten my name again? I have done this kind of thing like disposing of corpses a thousand times, if not tens of thousands. Hurry up and help. "

Zhishen said impatiently. In his youthful state, he always had a desire to kill.

Not to mention that he had just killed so many disciples of the Blood Puppet Pavilion. The bloodthirsty desire in his heart had already risen, and now he wanted to go on a killing spree and kill a few more.

Anyway, after his examination, these disciples of the Blood Puppet Pavilion were all guilty of heinous crimes, and he felt no burden at all when killing them.

Besides, my current wisdom is profound, my Buddhist path has been perfected, I have even realized that killing has no karma, and I can kill people without any karma.

"Okay, okay, you're such a long-winded old man, let's go over there and take a look at the situation."

Looking at Zhishen speechlessly, Zhang Yifeng murmured and rushed towards the place where the shouts of death were heard.

Zhishen snorted and muttered: "My wings have really grown hard. I am so rude to my master."

After that, he followed Zhang Yifeng's footsteps and rushed towards the place where the shouts of killing were heard.

When Yuan Ling saw this, he scratched his head naively and stepped forward to follow Zhishen's footsteps.

On the main battlefield on the other side, just as the master of Huaying Tower thought, the disciples of Huaying Tower had indeed arrived.

However, the people leading the team were Qingnv and Qian Santong, and Qingnv only brought a few Huaying Tower disciples from Dragon City.

Qian Santong was worried about Zhang Yifeng's safety, so he directly attracted most of his forces in Dragon City, almost more than a hundred people.

The people currently fighting against the Blood Puppet Pavilion on Ghost Mountain are mainly the more than 100 people from Qian Santong.

Qian Santong is the strongest underground force in Dragon City. Even though he has been pampered and refrained from taking action in these years, the strength of his men has not diminished at all.

In addition, Qian Santong has recruited many powerful monks from the wilderness, and these people have seen blood on their hands with human lives on their hands.

Facing the Blood Puppet Pavilion disciples, he didn't panic at all. Each one of them started to fight more fiercely than the other. For a moment, he was actually suppressing the opposite Blood Puppet Pavilion disciples and beating them.

Since the disciples of the Blood Puppet Pavilion are all scattered on the Ghost Mountain, even though the Blood Puppet Pavilion has many people on the Ghost Mountain, they cannot arrive in time.

"Qian Santong? If you don't retire in your Dragon City, why would you come to Ghost Mountain? Come on, fight me at the Blood Puppet Pavilion. Do you think you've lived this old life for too long?"

The disciples from the Blood Puppet Pavilion opposite had gathered hundreds of them at this moment, but they could only be beaten by Qian Santong's gang of thugs.

Among the group of blood puppets, an elder-level monk shouted angrily at Qian Santong.

He never expected that Qian Santong, who usually lived a pampered life in Dragon City and had no involvement in worldly affairs, would actually help Huaying Tower deal with them.

Qian Santong is a veteran monk in Huangzhou, and he is also a dominant presence in Huangzhou.

But for some unknown reason, Qian Santong, who was on the rise at the beginning, gave up on the entire Desert Continent and began to retire in the Dragon City, thus withdrawing from the struggle for hegemony in the Desert Continent.

Even so, no matter whether it was Huaying Tower or Blood Puppet Pavilion, Qian Santong would be tolerated as long as they could in Dragon City.

After all, this old guy's power is extremely huge, and he has accumulated a large amount of spiritual stones, which is more than enough to build a powerful force.

No matter the Blood Puppet Pavilion or the Huaying Tower, they would give Qian Santong face in the territory of Dragon City, and they would not dare to cause trouble on Qian Santong's territory.

"Hmph, I don't care about you Blood Puppet Pavilion. If you dare to attack my benefactor, I will kill you all here today!"

Qian Santong said with a ferocious look, he is already old and has seen through everything.

But Zhang Yifeng was his benefactor and had done him a great favor. Since the Blood Puppet Pavilion dared to attack his benefactor, they would only be met with disaster.

"Old madman, what kind of benefactor? I don't understand what you are talking about at all. But it doesn't matter. When my leader of the Blood Puppet Pavilion arrives, you won't be arrogant for long!"

Hearing the hateful voice of the elder of the Blood Puppet Pavilion opposite, Qian Santong's pupils shrank.

Although Qian Santong is powerful, he is not a monk in the Tribulation Period, but a mere Mahayana monk.

If the leader of the Blood Puppet Pavilion came in person, he would definitely be no match.

"So what if the leader of the Blood Puppet Pavilion comes in person, I will still not retreat. Unless you hand over my benefactor, I will let your Blood Puppet Pavilion shed blood on Ghost Mountain today!"