Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The swift black energy condensed into a spear in the air and stabbed towards Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng raised his swords and blocked the spear with difficulty. Feeling the strength of the spear, Zhang Yifeng showed a slight look of difficulty on his face.

This guy named Netherworld Demon Lord does have two brushes. Zhang Yifeng in his current state found it difficult to face his casual blow.

"Hahaha, boy! The little secret technique you possess is not enough for me."

"Submit obediently. You can still survive by surrendering to me, the Netherworld Demon Lord, otherwise I will not be a good person!"

Mr. Mo said coldly, the black energy in his hand condensed again, and a black spear stabbed at Zhang Yifeng.

After hastily resisting the black gun's attack, Zhang Yifeng was directly pushed back several meters by the black gun.

Wiping his slightly dusty cheeks, Zhang Yifeng suddenly laughed out loud.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng laughing, Mr. Mo was stunned and asked in a solemn voice.

"Boy, what are you laughing at? Do you think what I said is funny!"

"No, I just thought about happy things. For example, when I crush your head under my feet, will you still be so arrogant?"

After laughing, Zhang Yifeng said in a cold tone and turned to look at Zhishen.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's gaze, Zhishen immediately understood and silently put away the Jie Dao he had just taken out.

"Oh? Do you think you are qualified to deal with me single-handedly?"

Mr. Mo looked at Zhishen's actions and his eyes suddenly turned cold. This guy is really trustworthy enough to dare to deal with him alone.

"Whether you are qualified or not will only be known after you try."

Zhang Yifeng raised his swords and looked directly at Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo laughed angrily when he saw this.

"Hahaha, you idiot, just die!"

Although Zhang Yifeng has amazing potential, Mr. Mo has been angered by Zhang Yifeng's attitude and no longer has any reservations about taking action.

In an instant, dozens of black guns flew out of his hands and sped towards Zhang Yifeng.

Based on Zhang Yifeng's performance just now, these dozens of black guns are enough to penetrate him.

"Boy, death is your best destination."

With a cold look in his eyes, Mr. Mo said calmly and planned to turn his gaze back to Zhishen.

Zhang Yifeng is already a mortal person in his eyes, and now he can use Zhang Yifeng to suppress Zhishen and make him surrender to him.

Just when Mr. Mo turned his head, two flying swords suddenly attacked from the left and the right.

In a moment of surprise, Mr. Mo reacted, and the demonic energy around him formed a shield outside his body, blocking Zhang Yifeng's attack.

Mr. Mo suddenly looked back and saw that Zhang Yifeng's body was filled with demonic energy, two pairs of sharp little horns were born on his head, and his hands had turned into a pair of slender sharp claws.

The skin color of his body has turned into a faint blue, giving him the appearance of a demon.

"Demon, demon? Boy, you really amaze me."

"It's just that the demons have sneaked into the Xianmen sect. I'm afraid your boy also has bad intentions."

With a sneer, Mr. Mo did not panic. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and said to Zhang Yifeng.

"You should be able to tell who has the evil intentions by now."

"You, a guy like you, seduced Liu Xing just for his body. In addition, you claim to be the Netherworld Demon King. No matter how you look at it, you are more like a bad person."

With a cold smile, Zhang Yifeng casually crushed the last magic gun in front of him.

"I'm very happy that you have such strength."

"Because this way I will have a greater sense of accomplishment after I tear you apart."

Mr. Mo licked the corners of his mouth, a bloodthirsty look on his face.

The next second, Mr. Mo's figure disappeared from Zhang Yifeng's eyes. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Yifeng, punching Zhang Yifeng's abdomen with a punch blessed by black energy.

What Mr. Mo is best at is not long-range magical powers, but close combat.

Taking the initiative to attack now means that Mr. Mo has regarded Zhang Yifeng as an opponent with the same status as himself.

With one punch punched out at the same time, Zhang Yifeng activated the power of three golden points and struck together with Mr. Mo.

There was a loud explosion as the fists clashed, and the tens of meters surrounding Zhang Yifeng and Zhang Yifeng continued to compress and collapse.

The Great Elder of Wanhua Pavilion on the side looked horrified when he saw this. Zhang Yifeng and his group displayed magical methods that he would never dare to think about.

Seeing the fight between Zhang Yifeng and Mr. Mo, the elder immediately wanted to drag his pavilion master away. Such a battle was not something they could interfere with.

But when the great elder looked back, he found that the figure of his pavilion master had disappeared at some point.

In shock, the great elder looked around and found his pavilion master stumbling towards the little white beast.

"Pavilion Master!"

With a cry of surprise, the great elder was about to rush over to capture his pavilion master, but was hit by the aftershock caused by the fight between Zhang Yifeng and Mr. Mo, and was sent flying dozens of meters away.

The girl in white had already walked to the little beast. Looking at the dying little beast lying on the ground, she nervously held her little hands up.

Just as the girl in white was about to check the little beast's condition, a black gun suddenly shot from a distance, threatening to kill the girl in white.

Zhang Yifeng, with quick eyes and quick hands, noticed the situation on the girl in white's side. He frowned and pushed Old Mo back. He quickly came to the girl in white to block the black gun for her.

"Don't stay here and get in the way, go aside and stay!"

The unquestionable tone made the girl in white tremble. She quickly lowered her head and held the little beast and walked dozens of meters away to the great elder to check its condition.

"Oh? As a demon, you still have such feelings for humans. You really surprise me."

Mr. Mo looked at Zhang Yifeng in surprise. He didn't expect that this demon would still take care of humans. It was really puzzling.

"Hmph, don't think that I am a dehumanized monster like you."

"Although I am extremely powerful and evil, I have not fallen to the level of madness like you."

With a cold voice, Zhang Yifeng flew up again and attacked Mr. Mo in the sky.

"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity. Once people have concerns, they will be easily manipulated."

After a calm voice, Mr. Mo suddenly swung out several beams of black energy that turned into black spears and attacked the girl in white and the great elder in the distance.

Zhang Yifeng's eyebrows narrowed upon seeing this, and when he was about to take action, suddenly a bloody light shot into the sky, directly intercepting the black gun fired by Mr. Mo.

The next moment, Zhishen's figure flashed to the side of the girl in white. With his hands spread wide, a golden wheel of Buddha light condensed in front of him.

"I'm here, feel free to fight."

Zhishen said calmly, looking at Zhang Yifeng calmly. Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly when he saw this, then looked at Mr. Mo and said coldly.

"Oh, he is really a guy who does everything he can. People like you probably didn't live a very glorious life."

"What does it feel like to be a mouse all your life and be found by your enemies and tortured to death? Can you tell me about it?"