Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng glanced at Zhang Yonghua and saw Zhang Yonghua, who was wrapped in black clothes, with a look of determination in his eyes.

Zhang Yonghua pulled off his scarf, revealing the dense magic lines on his face.

"Yifeng, Youzhou will be left to you from now on, don't let me down!"

After roaring, Zhang Yonghua looked at the huge demonic body in front of him, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"Oh? It turns out that you were just holding on. I said that you could still look intact despite being eroded by my demonic energy. It turns out that you are about to be completely robbed of your mind by the demonic energy."

There was a look of surprise on the roadblocking devil's face. No wonder he looked at Zhang Yonghua as a normal person before, but it turned out that he had been suppressing the devilish energy in his body.

"Hahaha, you don't think you can beat me in this state, do you?"

The roadblocking demon didn't pay much attention to Zhang Yifeng being rescued. He paid more attention to Zhang Yonghua, the lord of the main city of Youzhou.

It is also the strongest combat power in the entire Youzhou. As long as Zhang Yonghua is killed or transformed into a monster, this Youzhou can not be easily won.

"There is no way I can become one of you, let alone turn into a monster and be driven around by others."

"Because I am Zhang Yonghua, I am the city lord of the main city of Youzhou, and I will fight to the end!"

After shouting angrily, Zhang Yonghua rushed towards the demon in the way. His fearless appearance made the demon in the way shake his head and clicked his tongue twice.

"Well, since you want to die, then I will help you. Anyway, life or death is not important to us."

After letting out a weird laugh, the roadblocking demon raised his hand and grabbed it hard, easily grabbing the frail Zhang Yonghua in his hand.

"Just in my belly, die slowly!"

The roadblocker said, opening his big mouth and about to swallow Zhang Yonghua.

When Zhang Yifeng saw this, his eyes showed anger, he threw away the people who came around to hold him down, and rushed towards the demon blocking the road.

"Haha, when it comes to strategy, you brainless demons will have no choice but to kneel in the hands of my human race."

Zhang Yonghua murmured to himself and looked up at the roadblocker, with a determined light in his eyes.

With the last roar, Zhang Yonghua suddenly detonated the Nascent Soul in his body.

In an instant, the self-destructed spiritual energy of the cultivator in the Tribulation Stage swept across all directions. Before Zhang Yifeng could arrive, he was swept back to An Ji and others by the spiritual energy.

Looking at the tragedy after Zhang Yonghua's self-destruction, An Ji held back the tears in her eyes, pulled Zhang Yifeng up without saying a word, and ran towards the main city of Youzhou.

Zhang Yifeng was affected by Zhang Yonghua's spiritual energy when he blew himself up, and felt dizzy in front of his eyes.

Taking one last look at the place where Zhang Yonghua blew himself up, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand, then tilted his head and fainted.

When Zhang Yifeng woke up again, he opened his eyes and found that he was in a strange room.

Feeling the soreness in his body, Zhang Yifeng sat up from the bed and looked around.

The furnishings in this room are simple, and it can be seen that they have just been decorated.

Walking out of the room, Zhang Yifeng immediately saw An Ji sitting there in the yard outside the house with her head tilted.

With a slight frown on his brow, Zhang Yifeng stepped forward and sat next to An Ji.

"I, where is this? I remember we went to the demon camp yesterday."

When Zhang Yifeng said this, he suddenly thought of Zhang Yonghua, stood up quickly, looked around, and asked An Ji anxiously.

"Where is the city lord and Zhang Yonghua? Did he follow us to break out?"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's anxious look, An Ji took a deep breath, sighed and shook her head.

"City Lord Zhang has died for Youzhou."

An Ji said with a sad look on her face. She had only known Zhang Yonghua for a day, but she could already feel Zhang Yonghua's fearless spirit for Youzhou.

Zhang Yifeng was stunned when he heard this, and sat down absentmindedly, his eyes becoming a little numb.

"Did you already know that the city lord would do this?"

Zhang Yifeng murmured to An Ji and she nodded with difficulty.

"The planning of the assassination was originally planned by the city lord. He also told me that he was determined to die in this battle. He handed me a letter before the battle and said that he would give this letter to you after his death. "

An Ji said, feeling a little guilty as she took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng's hand trembled slightly, he took the envelope from An Ji, opened it and read it on the spot.

"Yifeng, please allow me to call you this. I am old and childless, but I already regard you as my own child. I hope you don't mind."

"I should be dead by the time you read this letter. It doesn't matter how I died. I think it must be for Youzhou."

"Actually, I was seriously injured and died not long ago. My death now is just a matter of following the will of heaven."

The following letter roughly tells the story of Zhang Yonghua being seriously injured by the demon and the sneak attack by the dark dragon in the dark.

The content of the letter is not long, but Zhang Yifeng can feel Zhang Yonghua's good intentions.

After reading it carefully, Zhang Yifeng wiped the moist corners of his eyes, with strong murderous intent in his eyes.

The demons must die.

Just when Zhang Yifeng accepted the letter and was about to get up to refine some elixirs to increase his combat power, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Zhang Yifeng frowned when he heard the urgent voice. It seemed that something bad was about to happen.

He walked forward and opened the door. A soldier wearing armor stood at the door, looking at Zhang Yifeng anxiously.

"Speak slowly for a moment, what happened?"

"Sir, the demons are about to attack the city!"

The soldiers spoke, and Zhang Yifeng was startled by one sentence. The demons had just experienced a battle last night. Are they about to launch an offensive against the main city of Youzhou?

With a frown on his face, Zhang Yifeng summoned the Sky-Splitting Mark, gripped the blade tightly and flew towards the main city gate.

Flying to the main city gate, Zhang Yifeng took out the city master's order that Zhang Yonghua gave him in the surprised eyes of the surrounding soldiers.

"City Lord Zhang died fighting the demons last night and died as a martyr. Before leaving, City Lord handed me this order. I think you all understand what it means. Now I will temporarily take over the position of City Lord of Youzhou's main city!"

The news of Zhang Yonghua's death has not yet spread in the city. Now that the city guards heard that their city lord had died without any explanation, it was hard to accept it for a while.

The leader, a young general in silver armor, reacted in time and stood up to salute Zhang Yifeng.

"I've met the Lord of the City!"

After the first one responded, other soldiers quickly responded and quickly stood up to salute Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng just waved his hand when he saw this. This kind of cumbersome etiquette should not be used before the battlefield. The war is the key.

Regardless of the gazes of the soldiers, Zhang Yifeng looked at the dark mass of the demon army gathering outside the main city gate.

The leaders standing in front of the formation were two demons wearing black robes.