Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The leading black-robed monk waved his hand, and dozens of figures suddenly appeared from behind and rushed toward the Sword God villagers.

Some of them rushed towards Zhang Yifeng, their eyes exposed under the black scarf looking at Zhang Yifeng without any emotion.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng raised his hands and took out the two swords from his hands, directly cutting the black-robed monk who rushed towards him into two pieces on the spot.

The surging black flames did not give the opponent a chance to escape, and instantly burned out the blood in the black-robed monk's body.

Such an astonishing vision naturally made the black-robed monks rushing next to them look shocked. Even the leader of the command looked at Zhang Yifeng in shock.

"Okay, I didn't expect that there is a guy with fairy fire hidden among you. But even if it is fairy fire, what can you do? Under the blood shadow, you will not be allowed to run wild!"

The black-robed leader sneered, and when he raised his hand, a black blood light turned into silk threads and flew out from his fingertips, and penetrated into the bodies of the dozen black-robed monks in front of Zhang Yifeng.

The next moment, the originally complicated eyes of these black-robed monks became monotonous and unified, and they stared at Zhang Yifeng uniformly.

"Weird secret method."

Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes. He had never seen such a secret method from any member of the Shell organization before.

From this point of view, the leader of the black monks should have a high status in the Shell organization.

The next moment, more than ten figures launched attacks on Zhang Yifeng at the same time, and all kinds of magical powers roared towards him.

Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank when he saw this, and after pushing the villagers around him away, more than a dozen magical powers hit the place where Zhang Yifeng was.

"Hahaha, idiot, you still want to save people at this time, you deserve to die!"

The leader in black robes laughed and said, as if he had seen something funny.

"Oh, it's such a pity that such a good body was damaged like this."

Then the black-robed leader sighed, this guy can have such strength, his physical potential must be extraordinary.

If he can be taken back and turned in, his reputation in the shell will definitely become higher.

After smacking his lips twice, the black-robed leader raised his hand in disinterest to indicate to the black-robed monks that they did not need to continue attacking.

Under such a dense firepower net, the guy is probably dead, so why continue to waste spiritual energy.

Just when the black-robed leader raised his hand to signal his men not to continue attacking, a biting chill hit him from behind.

When he turned around, a pair of emotionless eyes came into view.

The next second, a cold sword light dazzled the black-robed leader's eyes, followed by severe pain in his throat.

Covering his neck, the black-robed leader looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief. He opened his mouth and squeaked twice but was unable to say a word.

Seeing his life force flowing away crazily, the black-robed leader showed resentment in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he abandoned his body, and the blood shadow flew out from the wound on the body. The body without the blood shadow fell backwards, and the blood flowed out from the neck uncontrollably.

"Boy, it seems that I underestimated you!"

"Looking at your skills, you don't look like someone from Sword God Village. Why, are you interested in becoming a member of Shell?"

Having lost the restraints of his physical body, the blood shadow flying in mid-air was not angry, but rather bewitched Zhang Yifeng.

"Haha, Shell? Are you sure you can let me join Shell?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and deliberately showed a look of interest on his face.

The conversation between Zhang Yifeng and Xueying was clearly heard by the Sword God Village Chief on the side. Seeing Zhang Yifeng looking bewitched, the old man hurriedly shouted to Zhang Yifeng.

"Little friend, don't believe their lies, he is just trying to trick you..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, he was attacked from behind again because of his distraction, and received another injury on his body.

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly when he saw this, but still walked towards the blood shadow hovering in the air.

"Yes, yes, you come up to me and I will explain it to you in detail slowly."

Xueying said in a bewitching manner, but in fact, as long as Zhang Yifeng comes close to his attack range, he will instantly seize Zhang Yifeng's body.

One step, two steps, three steps, Zhang Yifeng was finally almost in front of Xueying.

Xueying was also ready to attack. The moment Zhang Yifeng stepped into attack distance with one foot, Xueying showed a ferocious look on his face and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng instantly.

However, what faced the blood shadow was a blood net flying out of Zhang Yifeng's sleeves, directly intercepting the blood shadow from the air.

The blood net firmly trapped the blood shadow inside. Zhang Yifeng adjusted the expression on his face and looked at the blood shadow trapped in the blood net with interest.

"Tsk tsk, what should I say to you? Could it be because my acting skills are so good that you didn't realize that I was also luring you into a trap?"

"You! Kill him for me!"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's proud look, Xueying immediately roared at the group of black-robed monks and gave them instructions.

After receiving the new instructions, these black-robed monks all locked their eyes on Zhang Yifeng.

Except for the two black-robed men who fought against the Sword God Village Chief, the rest of the black-robed monks all gave up on the enemies in front of them and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.

Facing these black-robed monks, Zhang Yifeng did not show any signs of panic, and a black flame burned in the palm of his hand.

Aiming the black flame at the blood shadow, Zhang Yifeng looked at him with a smile.

"Well, I don't need to say more about what to do next. Or are you planning to test the power of this black flame for yourself, don't you think just looking at it is not enough?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows as he spoke, and deliberately brought the black flame closer to the blood shadow so that he could feel the scorching temperature of the black flame.

"Wait, wait a minute, why don't we all calm down a little!"

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng was about to burn him to death with fairy fire, Xueying became anxious on the spot and waved his hands at Zhang Yifeng repeatedly.

Then the blood shadow moved slightly, and more than ten black silk threads were withdrawn from the bodies of the black-robed monks by the blood shadow.

After losing the black silk thread, these black-robed monks all stopped in place and remained motionless, like puppets.

"Oh? It seems that these guys are all puppets controlled by you, except for those two guys."

While Zhang Yifeng threatened the blood shadow in the blood net with black flames, he turned his head and looked at the two men in black robes who were fighting with the Sword God Village Chief.

Unlike the weak blood shadow aura in the puppets controlled by this blood shadow, the blood shadow aura in the two black-robed men was very obvious.

"I'm not familiar with them, just deal with them."

Xueying answered very simply, looking down at the black flames on Zhang Yifeng's hand in awe and not daring to say anything else.

"Don't worry, village chief, I'm here to help you!"

Zhang Yifeng shouted loudly from behind one of the two black-robed men. Hearing Zhang Yifeng's voice, the black-robed man immediately wanted to turn around and deal with Zhang Yifeng.