Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Of course, not everyone can become Mu Tingfeng. This young leader of the Huanglong Sect is not qualified to be his disciple.

"It's just ants."

Resisting the urge to take action, Zhang Yifeng did not want to attract the attention of these people in the city at this time.

However, Zhang Yifeng's tolerance made the leader of the Huanglong Sect become more aggressive and even stretched out his hand to push Zhang Yifeng.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was about to endure it no more, suddenly an angry voice sounded in Zhang Yifeng's ears.

"You like fighting with people so much, how about you come and show off with me?"

Zhang Yifeng was slightly startled when he heard this familiar voice. Turning his head, he saw his long-lost friend Zihuang standing at the edge, speaking to the leader of the Huanglong Sect with an angry look on his face.

"Tassel Sword Sect? Humph, I'll give you some face!"

When the leader of the Huanglong Sect saw Zi Huang's clothes, his pupils shrank slightly, and without even saying anything harsh, he turned around and led the people away dejectedly.

Seeing the people from the Huanglong Sect leaving, Zihuang smiled disdainfully, and was slightly startled when he turned around and saw Zhang Yifeng.

Even though Zhang Yifeng was disguised, through these eyes, Zi Huang could feel that the person in front of him had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Shaking his head, Zihuang clasped his fists at Zhang Yifeng and the others.

"If something like this happens again next time, you can call me. I just can't stand these losers who bully the weak and fear the strong."

"Thank you so much, brother!"

"Brother, you are so upright! You are truly a role model for our generation."

The disciples of the Jade Sword Sect came forward to flatter him one after another, and Zihuang's face turned red as he spoke bluntly.

After Zhang Yifeng looked at Zihuang for a moment, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Zihuang's current state, he should not have suffered any grievances in the Qingzhou sect.

This is normal. After all, Zi Huang's talent is already outstanding. Zhang Yifeng vaguely felt that Zi Huang's physique was unusual.

Judging from the current aura on Zihuang's body, it has already reached the level of the Nirvana Stage. Even Zhang Yifeng was slightly shocked by this speed of cultivation.

You must know that the girls in the sea of ​​flowers have a huge spiritual energy bonus, so they can cultivate to the stage of Nirvana so quickly.

Zihuang was able to push his own cultivation to such a level just by practicing in Qingzhou, which shows that his physique is extraordinary.

Maybe it is the same fairy body as Tu Yan. The specific situation will not be known until Zhang Yifeng personally inspects it.

Just as Zihuang was chatting happily with Zhang Yifeng and his party, several Tassel Sword Sect disciples who were dressed the same as Zihuang walked out.

"Senior brother, senior sister is looking for you, please go back quickly."

Several disciples looked at Zihuang helplessly. Their senior brother was really easy to make friends with.

"Oh, I understand. I'll ask you, Senior Sister Duanmu, to wait for a while. I'll go back right away."

Seeing Zi Huang's smiling face, a light flashed in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

Senior Sister Duanmu? Could it be Duan Muyue? Could it be that Duanmu Yue and Zi Huang are in the same place?

If this is the case, Zhang Yifeng can rest assured that Duan Muyue will not be able to find a shelter in this vast green continent.

Watching Zi Huang leave, a Mahayana monk in the square who was responsible for presiding over the youth martial arts meeting also stood on the high platform.

"Now, I declare that this youth martial arts meeting has officially begun!"

"Disciples from each sect, I will draw lots to allocate your duels. If all four disciples on the field are defeated, they will lose the qualification to continue competing."

After briefly explaining the rules, the first group of sects to fight was quickly decided.

Looking at the indifferent expressions of the monks around him, Zhang Yifeng knew that these two sects were probably small sects.

Soon, there were seven or eight duels on the field. Finally, the Mahayana monk in charge of presiding over the martial arts meeting gave a loud shout.

"Jade Sword Sect, fight against Huanglong Sect!"

The Huanglong Sect was just a small sect, but it was the Jade Sword Sect that faced off. This suddenly aroused the vicious mentality of the onlookers.

"Jade Sword Sect? What's going on? After losing for so many years, you still have the nerve to send disciples to participate in this martial arts meeting?"

"It's the Jade Sword Sect fighting the Huanglong Sect again. Alas, the Jade Sword Sect was eliminated by the Huanglong Sect in the last martial arts competition. It seems like it will be repeated again this year."

There is no doubt that all the monks are not optimistic about the Jade Sword Sect where Zhang Yifeng belongs.

As both small sects, the record of the Jade Sword Sect is indeed much uglier than that of the Huanglong Sect.

Zhang Yifeng didn't care about the voices of the people around him, and led them onto the ring with a calm look.

Looking at the nervous Jade Sword Sect disciple behind him, Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly, and the golden body around his waist slightly emitted a gentle golden light.

Affected by the power of faith in the golden body, the three Jade Sword Sect disciples immediately regained their energy and looked at the Huanglong Sect and others opposite with their bright eyes.

This is also a small function of the golden body. It is usually useless, but it can be used at this time.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that we were actually assigned to a group. I just want to use you as a stepping stone for my Huanglong Sect!"

With a sneer, the leader of the Huanglong Sect patted his chest confidently, as if he was sure of Zhang Yifeng and his group.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng just looked at the opponent calmly and randomly selected a Jade Sword Sect disciple to fight.

The leader of the Huanglong Sect was also shameless and went directly to fight against the disciples sent by Zhang Yifeng.

The outcome was obvious. This disciple could not block the three moves of the leader from the opposite side, and was beaten back in a matter of seconds.

"Tsk, are all of you from the Jade Sword Sect so cowardly? It's you I want to beat, not these cats and dogs!"

The leader of the Huanglong Sect looked at Zhang Yifeng with disdain, waved his sword twice, and made a beheading gesture towards Zhang Yifeng.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng sneered, pressed down the Jade Sword Sect disciple next to him who was about to get up, and walked to the leader of the Huanglong Sect.

"I will defeat you without using my hands."

Zhang Yifeng said in a calm tone, staring at the Huanglong Sect leader like a hawk.

Looking at Zhang Yifeng's hawk-like gaze, the leader of the Huanglong Sect felt his scalp numb.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

With a loud shout, the leader of the Huanglong Sect took the lead in attacking and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng with a broadsword in hand.

"Hiss, is the leader of the Jade Sword Sect crazy? He actually dares to speak nonsense in such a scene."

"Hey, I guess I can't accept the pressure of being kicked back to my sect, and I've gone crazy."

The monks around him kept whispering and discussing whether Zhang Yifeng had gone crazy.

Zhang Yifeng just smiled slightly and responded to their doubts with actions.

I saw the leader of the Huanglong Sect rushing in front of Zhang Yifeng. Just as he raised the sword in his hand, Zhang Yifeng in front of him had turned into an afterimage.

The next second, a heavy force came from his buttocks, and the leader of the Huanglong Sect felt like he was flying up.