Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Not only the sick young man, but also the other four people watching the battle showed no emotion other than being surprised by Zhang Yifeng's strength.

They are originally evil people, and they are just temporary companions gathered here.

Even Liu Jiu's death may not be a bad thing for them. The fight in the evil way is much more dangerous than the right way.

If they enter the ruins of the Sword God, they will not trust others with their backs.

Zhang Yifeng's sword killing of Liu Jiu undoubtedly made the monks of Mingyue Sect excited. Even Jin Buhuan felt a sense of relief in his heart after seeing Zhang Yifeng killing Liu Jiu.

His senior brother was the one who was attacked and killed by Liu Jiutou when he went to the Summit Sword Club last time.

After casually kicking Liu Jiu's body out of the battle circle, Zhang Yifeng looked indifferently at the remaining four people in the evil demon camp and twitched his fingers at them again.

"Who else is ready to come up and die?"

Zhang Yifeng, holding a long sword in his hand with a look of disdain on his face, saw the disciples of the eight major sects around him burst into cheers.

As for the remaining four evil demons, you looked at me and I looked at you. For a long time, no one chose to fight.

Yin Xiezi looked on, his face darkening.

"What are you afraid of? You are a bunch of losers. He has already lost his strength after just attacking one after another. The sword he just struck is probably at the end of his strength. Now if there is another one of you, you will definitely kill him on the spot!"

Yin Xiezi said harshly to the remaining four people that Yin Xiezi's cultivation in the Heavenly Immortal Realm still gave these people courage.

Finally, a demon walked into the battle circle, and the black energy on his body was dispersed with a tremor.

Under the black aura, I saw a dark-faced young man with dark skin and a strong build.

"Heiyan from the Demon Refining Sect is here to test how much you weigh!"

Hei Yan shouted loudly, and his muscles swelled again, doubling his body size.

Hei Yan, who was like a little giant, looked at Zhang Yifeng with a ferocious look on his face.

"Boy, don't think that by killing that good-for-nothing Liu Jiu, you will be proud. I, the Demon Refining Sect, specializes in body refining, and even a fairy sword cannot easily cut my body open!"

With a roar, Hei Yan rushed towards Zhang Yifeng like a mad cow, his head pointing towards Zhang Yifeng's heart.

Countless monks died under his impact, and even monks at the same level as him could not withstand his arrogant blow.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng not even hiding, Hei Yan sneered.

"Why, are you so scared that you can't walk? Then let me die!"

With an angry shout, Hei Yan's shoulder hit Zhang Yifeng's chest.

However, the unexpected scene of Zhang Yifeng's heart being broken did not appear. Instead, there was a clicking sound coming from Hei Yan's shoulder.

A sharp pain hit him, and before Hei Yan could react, he saw a pair of big hands grabbing his head.

The golden light on Zhang Yifeng's hand lit up and he clamped Hei Yan's head forcefully.

The next second, a huge watermelon exploded in Zhang Yifeng's hand. Protected by spiritual energy, the watermelon juice that exploded on Hei Yan's head did not hit Zhang Yifeng.

"That's it?"

After a faint cry, Zhang Yifeng threw the corpse out of his hand with a bored look in his eyes.

"It's really boring. Is this the only level of so-called evil master?"

The disdainful tone in Zhang Yifeng's words made the remaining three evil demons feel angry.

But looking at Hei Yan who fell in front of them, they looked around and had no intention of entering the battle circle.

Liu Jiu and Hei Yan were killed by Zhang Yifeng one after another. Even a fool could see that this Mingyue Sect disciple had extraordinary strength.

How could they continue to go up and die? Under Yin Xiezi's frightened and angry eyes, the Sanming Xie Dao monks raised their hands in unison to express surrender to Tian Qingzi.

Yin Xiezi, who was watching the battle, felt a rush of blood and energy, and resisted the thought of killing Zhang Yifeng and these three losers.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that Mingyue Sect would have such a number one figure. I, Yin Xiezi, am willing to be defeated!"

Although Yin Xiezi said that he was willing to be defeated, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Yifeng, and he was already thinking about how to ambush Zhang Yifeng.

This boy is so terrifying even in the True Immortal Realm. If he becomes a monk in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, even Yin Xiezi himself may not be a match.

This kind of terrifying genius must be nipped in the cradle!

With his eyes flashing, Yin Xiezi pinched his hands behind his back, and saw a black energy flying out of Yin Xiezi's hands, intending to send a message to the outside world.

But just as Yin Xiezi released his black energy, a golden light flew out of Tian Qingzi's sleeves, directly crushing the black energy in the air.

"Yin Xiezi, I advise you not to have any evil thoughts, otherwise you will die by my hands today even if you are protected by evil ways."

After Tian Qingzi said that, he took out a small golden sword from his sleeve and looked at Yin Xiezi with sharp eyes.

"Jin Yuan Sword! You!"

Looking at the small sword in Tian Qingzi's hand, Yin Xiezi took a step back, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"This treasure fell into your hands, no wonder, no wonder I didn't find it back then!"

Yin Xiezi said, with a look of resentment in his eyes, and the look of horror on his face was not fake.

Before falling into evil ways, Yin Xiezi and Tian Qingzi were brothers in the same school. Because his master favored Tian Qingzi, Yin Xiezi's resentment grew day by day.

One day, Yin Xiezi committed an act of murdering his master, and from then on he fell into evil ways and changed his name to Yin Xiezi.

Back then, he had not searched for the Jin Yuan Sword in his master's hands, and had never thought that his master had handed it over to Tian Qingzi a long time ago.

"You know the power of the Jin Yuan Sword best. Before you do anything, you'd better think about your own strength first!"

Tian Qingzi narrowed his eyes slightly as he spoke, and injected a burst of immortal power into the Jin Yuan Sword in his hand.

The Jin Yuan Sword injected with immortal power suddenly released thousands of golden lights. For a moment, Yin Xiezi and the seven evil cultivators around him felt a sense of depression.

"Humph, Tian Qingzi, you are so cruel!"

After saying this bitterly, Yin Xiezi completely gave up on taking action.

There is no rush to ambush Zhang Yifeng. As long as he is still in the Eastern Fairy Land, he will always have a chance.

But making any sudden changes now will definitely arouse the suppressed murderous intention in Tian Qingzi's heart.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yin Xiezi snorted coldly and restrained his murderous intent.

Seeing that Yin Xiezi gave up the idea of ​​taking action, Tian Qingzi also snorted coldly and put away the Jin Yuan Sword again.

As someone who was jointly invited by the eight major sects to host the Summit Sword Club, how could Tian Qingzi convince the crowd if he didn't have any means.

"Very good. Since the evil people no longer have any objections, this Summit Sword Club should be over."

"Please all the little friends of Mingyue Sect, please stand in front of me, and I will activate the formation to send you into the Sword God ruins first."

Zhang Yifeng walked out of the battle circle, looked at the seven evil cultivators beside Yin Xiezi, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although it only felt for a moment, Zhang Yifeng still noticed a hint of blood shadow among these people.