Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"How is it possible! Human ants are actually so strong?"

Noticing the decline on his side, the demon who fought against the Baicao Sect leader roared, and his demonic energy spurted out towards the Baicao Sect leader.

Upon seeing this, the Baicao Sect Master quickly took a few steps back to avoid the demon's attack.

But after the demonic energy dissipated, the figure of the demon disappeared.

Then a roar echoed across the battlefield, and all the demons stopped in unison and evacuated the battlefield as quickly as possible.

After Zhang Yifeng easily killed a demon who was trying to escape, he looked solemnly at the army of demons that had withdrawn from the battlefield in the main city of Youzhou.

I saw that the remaining demon leader had returned to normal and sat back on the horse he was originally riding on.

When the last demon came back, he had an angry look on his face because his brother didn't come back.

Glancing at the empty seat next to him, the anger gradually rose in the demon's eyes.

After glancing at Zhang Yifeng and others, his eyes finally locked on Zhang Yifeng.

Feeling the aura of demonic fire coming from Zhang Yifeng's body, the demon laughed in anger.

"Hahaha, okay, I didn't expect that my brother would die at the hands of a human brat with such a low reputation like you, who had been fighting with me for so many years."

"Okay, okay, I will spare your lives today and give you some time to think about whether you want to join my demon clan or not!"

After roaring, the demon retracted its gaze from Zhang Yifeng, and then led the demon army back to the demon army's camp.

Watching the demon army leave, Yuan Ling, who had recovered his body, came to Zhang Yifeng and looked at Zhang Yifeng with tentative eyes.

"Don't chase after the bad guys, not to mention that we still don't know the true combat power of this group of demons. I suspect that these are not the full strength of the demons."

Seeing the demon's fearless appearance as he left, Zhang Yifeng had an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

"Clean up the battlefield and collect the dead monks."

Zhang Yifeng looked at the demon army leaving and shook his head, then gave instructions to Yuan Ling beside him and the silver-armored young general who had just flown over.

"I will obey the city lord's order!"

"I understand, brother."

The silver-armored young general and Yuan Ling respectfully stepped back and directed the soldiers and monks present to help collect the corpses on the battlefield.

These demons can save effort, even if they die, they will just turn into ashes.

After looking around coldly, Zhang Yifeng frowned, picked up Zhang Caidi's body, and flew to the top of the city.

"If anything happens, come to me and report it as soon as possible. This is the daughter of the city lord. She should be buried well."

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yifeng spoke to the silver-armored young man with some difficulty. After finishing his words, Zhang Yifeng turned around and left the city.

The young general in silver armor looked at Zhang Yifeng's leaving back with a strange look in his eyes. Why did he just see a flash of black energy on Zhang Yifeng's face.

Shaking his head, the young man in silver armor probably saw it wrong because he had just killed too many demons.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, the silver-armored young general directed his soldiers to carry the injured monk to the top of the city. Then people buried Zhang Caidi lavishly.

On Zhang Yifeng's side, his body was constantly being eroded by demonic energy, and a drop of black blood dripped from Zhang Yifeng's lips.

This is Zhang Yifeng's body sending a warning to Zhang Yifeng. This demonic fire is not like poison, and the corpse beast's heart in Zhang Yifeng's body has little effect on it.

Now Zhang Yifeng finally understands the physical torture Zhang Yonghua suffered, and the powerful will that Zhang Yonghua relied on to persevere.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yifeng found an alley and went in a little weakly.

Leaning against the wall, a vein popped out on Zhang Yifeng's forehead.

This kind of pain was unlike anything Zhang Yifeng had ever felt before. It was a pain that hit his heart directly, and even Zhang Yifeng couldn't bear it.

Leaning against the wall and breathing heavily, suddenly several figures appeared from the alley and walked towards Zhang Yifeng.

"Hey, I didn't expect to meet a monk here."

"Brother, from the look of this guy, could it be that he is the monk who just fought against those scary things outside the city?"

"I don't care who he is, as long as he has something good, I will snatch it from him."

Zhang Yifeng raised his head and saw a few street gangsters with sallow faces and malicious smiles walking towards him.

Clenching his fists, Zhang Yifeng stood up straight with difficulty, looking at the few street gangsters walking towards him, with a cold look in his eyes.

These bastards obviously want to steal what he has on him. Why don't they have the courage to face the devil?

From what these street gangsters said, it was obvious that they were on top of the city just now, but they didn't dare to make any move when facing the demon.

Taking out the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hand, Zhang Yifeng looked at these gangsters with murderous intent, and the warning in his eyes was self-evident.

"Big brother, he still has weapons."

"What are you afraid of? This guy can't stand firmly now. Just go up and give him a good beating and you'll be honest."

Seeing the boy next to him cower in fear, the leading gangster kicked him and said in a commanding tone.

"I know, I know."

The driven younger brother swallowed his saliva and walked cautiously towards Zhang Yifeng.

"Here, this monk, it's not me who wants to beat you, it's my boss who ordered you."

This little brother walked to Zhang Yifeng and did not forget to whisper to Zhang Yifeng cautiously.

The next second, the boy raised the stick in his hand and was about to hit Zhang Yifeng on the head.

In response, Zhang Yifeng raised the sky-splitting mark in his hand with cold eyes. He still had the strength to kill a few gangsters.

At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky above the alley, knocking several gangsters to the ground in a few flashes.

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyes and saw that the dark figure was An Ji.

Only then did Zhang Yifeng relax and put away the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hand. A burst of pain hit him. Zhang Yifeng lost all his strength and fainted forward.

Before fainting, Zhang Yifeng only felt a warmth and softness. It must have been An Ji who caught him.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yifeng fainted.

When Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes again, he found that he was actually in a baby, and a demon with a pair of sharp horns smiled at him.

When the scene turned, Zhang Yifeng was still the infant child, being held in the arms of a sweet-looking woman, with doting look in his eyes.

The next second, the situation changed. Zhang Yifeng was held in the arms of a warm and broad chest, and gasps sounded in his ears.

Feeling the sound of wind coming from ahead, Zhang Yifeng knew that he was now moving at high speed.

Finally, Zhang Yifeng was carried to the edge of a pool. The person holding him placed Zhang Yifeng on the edge of the pool and glanced around nervously.

Waves of black energy surged out of the man and toward the pool in front of Zhang Yifeng.