Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Having said that, in addition to competing for the inheritance of the Sword God, this Peak Sword Club also has another meaning, which is the secret comparison between the eight major sects of the Eastern Immortal Land. Including the Mingyue Sect, there are eight major sects in the Eastern Immortal Land. They are all righteous sects.”

"As a righteous sect, it is naturally impossible for us to compete in private. We can only use the name of the Summit Sword Club to compete."

"The sect master is so concerned about this matter because he wants us to defeat the disciples of other sects in the sword competition and come out on top to enter the sword body ruins first."

When Mu Yan said this, he shook his head. The Mingyue Sect failed to win the first place in the last peak sword competition.

At that time, due to some changes within the sect, most of the Mingyue Sect disciples who went to participate were killed or injured, which made the sect leader furious.

Listening to Mu Yan's explanation, Zhang Yifeng finally knew a little bit about the Summit Sword Club.

It seems that only the sect that comes out on top can enter the secret realm first to search for the sword god's inheritance. As for the changes Mu Yan mentioned.

Looking at the helpless look on Mu Yan's face, Zhang Yifeng had roughly guessed something.

"It's a pity. If Senior Brother Li Chong leads the team this time, he will definitely be able to win the top spot in this Summit Sword Club."

Mu Yan sighed, if Li Chong had not retreated, he would definitely be the best person to lead the team there.

Due to the repressive power of the Sword God ruins, only disciples below the Heavenly Immortal Realm can enter it.

Even if a monk with the strength of the Celestial Realm enters, his cultivation level will be greatly suppressed, even worse than that of a monk from the Earthly Immortal Realm.

After understanding the contents of the Summit Sword Club, Zhang Yifeng and Mu Yan separated and went back to their residences to sort out their belongings.

The ten people who went to the Summit Sword Club gathered in the Zongmen Square again. The Zongmen's teleportation array could only teleport them to the border area fifty miles away.

They need to walk the rest of the journey by themselves.

The ten people are all the leaders of the young generation in Mingyue Sect. If they act together and cooperate with each other, even the monks in the Heavenly Immortal Realm will not dare to rashly attack them.

So there is no need for an escort in this line of work.

After everyone was ready, the young monk leading the team activated the token in his hand, followed by a burst of dazzling light.

Zhang Yifeng and his party were teleported to the edge of the Mingyue Sect's territory, in a dense forest.

"Everyone, let's get to know each other first before setting off."

The young man in charge of leading the team smiled slightly, showing the magnanimity of a disciple of a large sect.

"My name is Jin Buhuan, and I am a disciple of Supreme Elder Li Jing. Junior brothers, please be polite."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows. This young man was actually a disciple of the Supreme Elder. This was quite a background.

Immediately, the few remaining people saluted and informed each other of their names.

When it was Zhang Yifeng's turn, Jin Buhuan raised his hand to interrupt Zhang Yifeng.

Under Zhang Yifeng's strange gaze, Jin Buhuan smiled slightly.

"Junior Brother Zhang, there is no need to introduce you. I believe that everyone present does not know you, Junior Brother Zhang."

"Junior brother Zhang has become quite famous in the sect these days, and everyone in the sect is aware of it."

Jin Buhuan said, a faint cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Senior brother, you're welcome. Junior brother, I'm just lucky. I can't stand the judgment of all senior brothers."

The cold light flashing in Jin Buhuan's eyes was keenly caught by Zhang Yifeng, and he immediately surrendered and bowed respectfully to Jin Buhuan.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's submission, Jin Buhuan narrowed his eyes slightly and changed his expression instantly.

"Hahaha, look at how scared you are, junior brother. Senior brother is joking with you."

The people nearby didn't understand the confrontation between Zhang Yifeng and Jin Buhuan, so they could only laugh awkwardly in agreement.

After the communication was completed, Zhang Yifeng and his team officially embarked on the road to the snow mountain.

A group of ten people were flying in the air. Jin Buhuan was followed by five other monks, while Zhang Yifeng was surrounded by Zhishen and the other three.

"Junior Brother Zhang, there seems to be something wrong with this Jin Bu Huan."

Mu Yan muttered quietly next to Zhang Yifeng, but Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that he doesn't want to see two people with the right to speak in the same team."

"As long as I take the initiative to show weakness, he won't go too far. As a person, it's better to keep a low profile."

Jin Buhuan's thoughts were guessed by Zhang Yifeng. He just saw that Zhang Yifeng's reputation in Mingyue Sect was too great and he didn't want Zhang Yifeng to share power with him.

In addition, in the main hall earlier, the sect leader personally named Zhang Yifeng and wanted him to be the leader of the team.

If Zhang Yifeng hadn't retreated bravely, the murderous intention in Jin Buhuan's heart would probably have been aroused.

Despite this, Zhang Yifeng could still feel that Jin Buhuan had a strong opinion of him, and he could only rely on time to slowly pass it by.

"Hmph, isn't it because he is the nephew of the Supreme Elder? If not for this relationship, would he still be able to thrive in the sect?"

Mu Yan snorted coldly and muttered next to Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng rolled his eyes at him when he heard this. This guy had the nerve to talk about others, but he himself was a disciple of the Mu family.

While Zhang Yifeng and Mu Yan were talking, Jin Buhuan suddenly turned back and looked at Mu Yan beside Zhang Yifeng.

Facing Jin Buhuan, Mu Yan was not afraid at all and responded bravely.

Jin Buhuan's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this, and he looked away again.

"Oh, I just want to walk a long way honestly, but God always doesn't grant my wish."

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng just wanted to practice well in the immortal world in a stable manner, and then rescue his women.

Why do these troubles always come to him?

At full speed, Zhang Yifeng and his party could already vaguely see the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance.

The snow-capped mountains formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding green mountains. In the distance, there were also a few figures appearing, heading towards the top of the snow-capped mountains at high speed.

"Looking at the clothes, they should be members of the Yuyi Sect. Although they act decently, they are very casual. They can freely decide what is good and what is evil. You should be more careful in the secret realm."

Suddenly, Zhishen on the side said something to Zhang Yifeng, and then put down the telescope that appeared in his hand at an unknown time.

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and looked at the telescope in Zhishen's hand. After a moment of silence, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Elder Zhishen, where did you get this thing?"

"Here, I thought it was quite interesting in the secret realm last time, so I brought it here casually."

"I have to say that the lower realm is indeed very interesting, but the immortal energy is too thin, otherwise I would have wanted to live there for a long time."

Zhishen said calmly, but Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath after hearing this.

Good guy, Zhishen is preparing to use technology to cultivate immortality with both hands.

Mu Yan next to him lit up when he saw the telescope in Zhishen's hand and approached Zhishen's side.

"Junior Brother Zhishen, what kind of magic weapon is this? Can you lend it to me?"