Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"It's a bit difficult."

With a low groan, Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped waving his swords, and reached out to lightly touch the wound on his cheek.

The next moment, with fighting spirit bursting out in his eyes, Zhang Yifeng flew up and held two swords in his hands, instantly cutting off the three green swords in mid-air.

The figure fell rapidly from the air, and the two swords were like two poisonous snakes in Zhang Yifeng's hands. In an instant, the two puppets were chopped into two pieces.

"The fun time is over, you dull puppet will die!"

With the two swords crossed, Zhang Yifeng turned around and instantly swept the two sword blades towards the last puppet, directly cutting it into two pieces.

The parts in the puppet were scattered on the ground. Zhang Yifeng put away his sword and stood up, looking to the other side.

The other three puppets did not last long under the siege of many sect monks, and were beaten into pieces all over the ground.

Although these puppets are a bit difficult to deal with, they are few in number and not a threat.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was about to observe again, this time the walls of the hall rotated again.

Then, more than a dozen puppets appeared in the hall, formations lit up, and more than a dozen sword-wielding puppets rushed out together.

The target of the puppets was still Zhang Yifeng, and half of them were divided to deal with the remaining sect monks, while the rest rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.

"It's hard for me to believe that such a purposeful pursuit is the original intention of these puppets."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Zhang Yifeng focused on the evil cultivator who claimed to be the reincarnation of the Sword God.

These puppets attacked him so purposefully. If there was no one behind the scenes, Zhang Yifeng would never believe it.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng looking towards him, the evil cultivator shrugged and showed an innocent look.

But the teasing look in his eyes undoubtedly gave him away.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Yifeng remained calm when faced with the numerous sword puppets surrounding him. The golden light around his body shook and he attacked first before the sword puppets could reach him.

The two swords were waved in his hands, creating afterimages. Zhang Yifeng killed the three sword puppets in the blink of an eye.

The broken parts were scattered all over the ground, but the sword puppet showed no emotion at all, and had no fear at all when seeing his companion die. He held a sword and besieged Zhang Yifeng.

The sharp green sword kept sweeping towards Zhang Yifeng. Even though Zhang Yifeng was extremely capable, at this moment, under the siege of multiple sword puppets, he could only switch from offense to defense.

Fortunately, the number of sword puppets this time was still small. After the monks from the sects on the side dealt with the sword puppets in front of them, they quickly launched a rescue to Zhang Yifeng.

I saw a ray of Buddha's light coming from a distance, directly blocking the attack of a sword puppet next to Zhang Yifeng.

Then two green thorns flew over and penetrated the heart core of a sword puppet.

A ghostly figure also came to Zhang Yifeng, and with a raised hand, he blasted a sword puppet several meters away.

It was the three of Zhishen who took action. After they worked together to eliminate a sword puppet, they quickly launched a rescue to Zhang Yifeng.

With the concerted efforts of all the sect monks, all the remaining sword puppets on Zhang Yifeng's side were also killed.

After the continuous fighting, many monks from the sect were already panting and their physical strength was mostly wasted.

There were only a few leaders of various sects and one or two monks who had expressions on their faces.

Just as everyone was taking a rest, there was another vibration in the hall, and instantly all the monks' faces became embarrassed, even Zhang Yifeng was no exception.

The number of sword puppets has increased twice. Now that the hall is shaking again, I am afraid that the number of sword puppets will increase dramatically this time.

However, this time it was no longer the walls on both sides that were being stirred, but the floor of the hall.

I saw that the floor where the giant sword was originally inserted suddenly turned, and a figure holding a thin sword slowly rose from under the floor, looking at Zhang Yifeng and others calmly.

"Oh? After two rounds of sword trials, there are still so many people. It seems that the juniors in the immortal world are getting stronger and stronger."

The figure holding a rapier was clearly a sword puppet. However, after he rose from the floor, he scratched his head and looked at Zhang Yifeng and others with interest.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no wonder it opens at this time. It turns out that my reincarnation is here too."

After speaking, the sword puppet moved his body and waved the thin sword in his hand twice.

"Fortunately, okay, this body hasn't started to decay yet, but it can still exert 10% of my strength."

The sword puppet raised the rapier and looked at it carefully before letting out a long sigh of relief.

"He actually has self-awareness, and from what he means, it seems that the consciousness in this person comes from the Sword God?"

Looking at this sword puppet, Zhang Yifeng felt doubtful in his heart.

It seems that the sword god has sealed his consciousness in this sword puppet. As long as he defeats this sword puppet, he will probably pass this test.

"Your Excellency must be a remnant left behind by Senior Sword God. Junior Zhang Yifeng has met Sword God!"

Zhang Yifeng did not choose to take action at the first moment, but cupped his fists and saluted the sword puppet.

Although it is just a distraction, it is still a distraction from the sword god, and the due etiquette cannot be abolished.

"Oh no, don't be so nervous, I'm just a distraction for him."

"And I'm different from that old man. Compared to that old man, I really like to be friends with young people."

The sword puppet said with a smile, but his eyes looking at Zhang Yifeng were a little more approving.

"Speaking of which, you are quite a good boy. Your strength is almost as good as mine now."

The Sword God spoke with a tone full of regret.

"Well, it would be great if you could be born in my era. You will definitely become a strong enemy on my way forward."

After hearing the high praise from the sword puppet, Zhang Yifeng waved his hands and said.

"Senior, you're too proud. How can I be the Sword God's opponent?"

"Okay, there's no need to be self-effacing, kid. I don't have that much time to tell you this, so hurry up and do it."

Jian Puppet didn't want to continue talking to Zhang Yifeng. Originally, his distraction would not last long, and if he continued talking to Zhang Yifeng, he would probably be gone.

With a sound of falling, the sword puppet held the rapier and disappeared instantly.

The moment the sword puppet disappeared, Zhang Yifeng felt a sense of crisis coming from all directions, as if the sword god could attack him from all directions at any time.

Zhang Yifeng could not catch the attack trajectory of the sword puppet at all. In this state, he did not even know from which direction the sword puppet would attack.

Suddenly, a scream sounded from behind, and Zhang Yifeng suddenly looked back.

I saw the figure of the sword puppet appearing among the monks of the sect behind him at some unknown time, and had already pierced the chest of a monk with his sword.

"Stop screaming so miserably, I still have a sense of discretion when it comes to my actions. You are all the seedlings of the fairy world."