Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Ouyang Zi didn't think much about the inheritance of the Sword God. If Zhang Yifeng still wanted to stay, he didn't care.

Mu Yan and Zhishen also set their sights on Zhang Yifeng. If Zhang Yifeng wanted to stay, of course they would follow.

"No need, this Sword God inheritance is too hard to find, and I'm also worried about what dangers there will be next. Let's leave."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he took out the jade plaque from the storage ring. Seeing this, Zhishen and others also took out the jade plaque and prepared to crush it.

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng exerted slight force on his hand and was about to crush the jade token. Suddenly, a burst of green energy shot out from the thin sword on his back, forcibly interrupting Zhang Yifeng's movements.

The three of them, Zhishen, had already crushed the jade token and teleported out of the Mysterious Sword Realm.

The teleportation was interrupted. Zhang Yifeng stood there for a moment, then reached out and picked up the rapier on his back.

I saw a green light glowing from the rapier at some point. Starlight gradually lit up from the tip of the rapier to the body of the sword in the azure light.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Yifeng recalled the sword energy finger used by the monk from the Shell Organization in front of the palace door.

Using the Heavenly Way Formless Divine Art, Zhang Yifeng pointed on the starlight, and a green lotus flew out from Zhang Yifeng's fingertips.

The moment he felt Qinglian, the starlight began to circle and gather, eventually forming a star map above the rapier.

A bright light in the star map lit up, pointing directly at the soil at Zhang Yifeng's feet.

After several attempts, Zhang Yifeng finally determined that the star map pointed to the position where he stood.

Zhang Yifeng suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked around, then used his spiritual energy to hit the soil beneath him.

The mud kept splashing, and finally Zhang Yifeng's spiritual energy felt hindered.

Pushing aside the soil, a bronze door appeared at Zhang Yifeng's feet.

There is a demonic beast with a recognizable appearance on the bronze door, with its mouth wide open.

Zhang Yifeng took a closer look and saw that there was a tiny opening in the beast's mouth. Comparing it with the rapier in his hand, Zhang Yifeng found that the gap in the beast's mouth coincided with the blade of the rapier.

His eyelids twitched slightly, Zhang Yifeng inserted the rapier into the beast's mouth with common sense.

The moment the rapier entered the door, the bronze door trembled, and then slowly opened, and a deep secret passage appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng.

A spiritual fire appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hand with shaking hands, lighting up the way forward for Zhang Yifeng, and walked down the secret passage.

Walking all the way down, the secret passage was not deep. Zhang Yifeng soon came to the end, where a thick wall blocked Zhang Yifeng's way.

Raising his hand and knocking on the stone wall, Zhang Yifeng discovered that the wall was actually solid, or perhaps the wall was too thick.

Since it was the rapier that guided Zhang Yifeng to this place, Zhang Yifeng believed that it must not be that simple. After groping on the wall for a long time to no avail, Zhang Yifeng fell into deep thought.

Relying on the illumination of the spiritual fire, Zhang Yifeng looked around and discovered that there seemed to be a strange mural carved on the wall nearby.

In the center of the mural, there is a depiction of an immortal with a fairy sword under his feet, and below him are a group of people kneeling on the ground.

It seems that this immortal should be the Sword God, and these people below should be people who live in this small world and are protected by the Sword God.

After thinking carefully for a moment, Zhang Yifeng suddenly had an idea flash in his mind and pressed his palm on the portrait of the Sword God in the center.

The result was just as Zhang Yifeng expected. The moment he pressed his palm, the position of the portrait of the Sword God was pressed down.

With a rumbling sound, the stone wall blocking the way slowly lowered, and a path for one person appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng.

Different from the overgrown secret passage outside the stone wall, the path inside the stone wall is very neat, with torches lighting the way on both sides.

It's obvious that this path is often used by people. It seems that there are still traces of human survival underground on this floating island.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Zhang Yifeng extinguished the spiritual fire in his hand and followed the path deeper into the place.

Before Zhang Yifeng could take a few steps, two long swords suddenly flew out from the depths of the path and struck at Zhang Yifeng's head.

Zhang Yifeng, who had not yet figured out the situation, raised his eyelids, and the sky-splitting mark flew out to block the flying sword.

Without giving Zhang Yifeng a chance to speak, two figures quickly appeared from the end of the alley and charged towards Zhang Yifeng.

The two figures were extremely fast, especially in such a narrow passage. Zhang Yifeng was attacked from a flank and had no way to avoid them.

In desperation, Zhang Yifeng summoned the fairy sword. The two swords in his hands crossed with the two flying figures.

Two traces of blood sprang up in the dark path. Zhang Yifeng frowned and turned around, only to see two young men in white covering their wrists and looking at him with angry eyes.

The long sword in the young man's hand had been shot down. Even so, the two of them wanted to continue to attack Zhang Yifeng. They kicked off their feet and rushed towards the long sword.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng rubbed his forehead, walked over to the two teenagers, and held down their hands.

"You, what are you going to do, you evil thief!"

"Even if you kill us, don't even think about finding Grandpa Sword God's things. We won't tell you!"

Even if the two teenagers were caught by Zhang Yifeng, they still said with a strong face, holding their necks as if they were ready to die calmly.

Seeing the tough looks of the two young men, Zhang Yifeng felt innocent.

He didn't do anything, but these two boys suddenly attacked him, and now they looked like Zhang Yifeng was the perpetrator.

"Hey, hey, hey, let me ask you two, did you make something wrong? It was obviously you who attacked me first, but why are you acting like I am some kind of evil person?"

Zhang Yifeng said helplessly and rolled his eyes at the two teenagers.

"Wha, what do you mean, you're not here to kill us?"

The two teenagers were stunned when they heard what Zhang Yifeng said. They looked at each other and then asked Zhang Yifeng.

"Nonsense, it's the first time for me and you to meet, why should I kill you?"

Zhang Yifeng sighed and let go of the two teenagers.

"Take the elixir to restore your injuries quickly."

"If I wanted to kill you, in just a moment, you two would have already arrived with your heads in a different place."

After rolling his eyes at the two teenagers, Zhang Yifeng took out two large return pills from the storage ring and threw them into the hands of the two teenagers.

Looking at the pills in their hands, the two teenagers looked at each other, but neither of them dared to take it first.

Seeing the two teenagers dawdling, Zhang Yifeng directly squeezed their hands and forced the pill into their mouths.

"what are you doing!"

The two young men hurriedly stretched out their hands to pull out the elixir, but the entrance of the elixir turned into liquid and flowed into their bodies, leaving the two of them feeling lonely.

"You, if you want to kill, just do it easily. What kind of hero can you be if you use these underhanded methods?"

"That's right, I, Jian Pingan, can't stand people like you the most in my life!"