Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

This is the reaction a female killer should have.

Calmly look for flaws in the opponent's martial arts!

The two brothers' martial arts seemed to be perfect, but in fact they had many flaws. After all, they are not high-level martial arts.

After the Iron Bar brothers stabilized their bodies, they were very unconvinced. They picked up the iron bars that fell on the ground and prepared to fight again.

"return."

The old man who had been silent finally spoke. In the world of warriors, strength is ultimately the most important thing. Whether it is Zhang Yifeng or a woman, they all have the ability to take him seriously.

Although he didn't think these two juniors were his opponents, it would still be a bit tricky if he faced off against two late-stage masters, at least not a good win.

"Brother Zhang is surrounded by many masters. In fact, this is a misunderstanding. We are here this time to invite you to our Taihe sect. We accidentally heard that little brother is an array master, so we came here to visit."

The old man finally made his intention of coming here clear.

Zhang Yifeng waved to Rose to come back. He frowned slightly and said, "Did the Baiyun Sect tell you?"

"It's good that little brother Zhang can guess it. The news was indeed obtained from the Baiyun Sect. We spent a lot of time inquiring about little brother Zhang's address. We came here to invite little brother Zhang this time because I am so happy. Taihe's protective formation is about to lose its effect as time goes by, but I heard that Brother Zhang is an formation master and has the ability to repair political laws. We would like to invite Brother Zhang to our Taihe Send someone to repair the formation."

"Please? Is this your attitude towards inviting people?" Zhang Yifeng said calmly.

"Misunderstanding, this is just a misunderstanding. My lady has such a personality, she is still kind-hearted." The old man explained with a smile.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the woman's dissatisfied voice came: "Elder Feng, these people are just country folk, our Taihe sect is a three-star sect. Do they dare to go against my three-star sect? Huh, what if he If you dare to bully me, my dad will kill him!"

The woman named Zi Ling is very unruly and willful. She looks like she is the best in the world and I am the only one in the world.

After saying that, the woman looked at Brother Iron Bar and said coldly: "You two are really useless. You two can't beat a weak woman! It's really embarrassing for me."

Zhang Yifeng found that compared with this woman, He Yajiao was considered a good girl. At least He Yajiao would not do such a thing of bullying ordinary people.

The woman cursed a few words and continued to say to Zhang Yifeng: "Boy, I am the eldest lady of the Taihe sect. It is your honor for me to come to pick you up in person. Please pack up quickly and follow me, otherwise, huh, huh, I ride on you and let you be my horse.”

"Let me be your horse? You ride on me."

Zhang Yifeng really wanted to laugh, thinking to himself, you are a female classmate, but it is not enough for me to ride on you.

"What? Don't you believe it? Elder Feng, convince him to believe it."

The woman seemed to be used to being unruly and willful, and had no idea that the person in front of her was no weaker than the elder beside her. Of course, the woman has absolute confidence in Elder Feng. Her father said that among the martial arts madmen, few warriors in the wind stage could be Elder Feng's opponent. Because there is another force in Elder Feng's body.

"Miss, this..." Elder Feng also felt a little embarrassed. After all, they asked Zhang Yifeng to do something.

Just when Elder Feng was in trouble, Zhang Yifeng's voice came: "You will definitely not be able to ride on me. It just so happens that our yard needs a female slave to sweep the floor and wash clothes for us."

"What do you mean? You want me to be your slave girl! You are so brave. Elder Feng, teach him a lesson! I want him to be my horse!" Hearing this, the woman was furious.

Elder Feng's face also turned cold. He took a step forward and said, "Young man, I thought I could invite you over in a friendly manner, but now it seems that I still have to take action. I know that you are also in the late stage of Shengfeng's cultivation. , but there is also a huge gap between the later stages of Shengfeng. Come on, let me see your strength."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, his body appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng like a ghost, and punched Zhang Yifeng in the face.

Zhang Yifeng was not afraid and punched out.

There was a muffled sound, and the fists of the two people separated as soon as they touched. Zhang Yifeng took a few steps back, and the old man staggered, without any hind legs.

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly. Although he didn't use all his strength just now, he still wouldn't be inferior to the old man. It seemed that the old man was not simple, and he was probably the kind of master who could kill late-stage Shengfeng.

Of course, the old man was not feeling well at the moment. He felt that his fist was shaking. Zhang Yifeng's fist was like a peerless vicious weapon, which almost split his jaw.

At this time, seeing Zhang Yifeng at a disadvantage, the girl shouted again: "I must be my horse."

Zhang Yifeng did not speak, but took the initiative to attack the old man.

When the two of them fought, there were no flashy moves, and the simplicity turned into simplicity. Each punch looks very simple and nothing fancy, but actually contains terrifying power.

In just a few moments, the two of them fired hundreds of punches, each punch hitting the flesh, clanging and roaring, so powerful that it could smash the ground.

In the most primitive fight, the internal energy was not released outwards. The two people's internal energy and spiritual energy were all concentrated in their fists, exerting their maximum power.

Although the old man never broke through to the late stage of Shengfeng and became a martial arts maniac, his control over his internal energy was not comparable to that of other strong men in the late stage of Shengfeng. He used his internal energy on the blade without wasting it at all. This is the reason why he can kill the masters of the same period.

boom!

The two exchanged fists, their soles crushed the ground, and their fists made the air explode.

After nearly a hundred confrontations, the energy and blood in the old man's body was constantly tumbling due to the shock, and he almost vomited blood. However, although Zhang Yifeng was knocked back every time, he was still vigorous and vigorous, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. This is the difference between cultivators and ordinary warriors.

"Pai Shan Zhang!"

At this moment, the old man finally discovered what was unusual about Zhang Yifeng, and quickly used his martial arts skills to end the battle.

With one strike of the palm, rocks and sand flew away. It seemed that the palm was no longer a palm, but a piece of sky and a mountain.

"Is this all you have? Then defeat! Seven Star Fist!"

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand and punched the Seven Star Fist, and everyone felt a bright light suddenly appear.

Then there was a muffled sound.

The old man's body flew out like a cannonball, flying ten meters away before landing on the ground.

His palm was crimson and seemed to have the mark of a fist. His bones were cracked by Zhang Yifeng's punch.

After the old man stabilized his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Taihe Sect only found out from the Baiyun Sect that Zhang Yifeng was a formation master, but they had no idea that Zhang Yifeng was also a strong wind-generating person. If the martial arts madman doesn't come out, Zhang Yifeng will be invincible during the wind period!