Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

With a sneer, Zhang Yifeng instantly fired out a sword energy from the rapier in his hand, and rushed towards the position below the water surface.

The Cao Jian young man didn't pay attention when he spoke just now, and exuded a little aura. Zhang Yifeng quickly locked onto this aura with quick eyes and hands and struck out.

The sword light soaring into the sky stirred up a splash of water, and the grass-sword young man did not expect that Zhang Yifeng's perception was so sensitive, and he locked onto his own aura in an instant.

As a last resort, he could only retract the two vines he shot out in front of him. Even so, he was successfully forced out by Zhang Yifeng's sword energy.

"Boy, your strength is really good!"

The young man with the grass sword said coldly, and immediately wanted to hide in the pool again.

With the body of the grass sword young man, it was too difficult to deal with Zhang Yifeng and the others, so it would be safer to attack from the dark.

But now that he had forced him out, how could Zhang Yifeng give him another chance to hide in the water.

As soon as his feet touched the water, Zhang Yifeng was in front of the grass-sword young man in an instant, and the thin sword in his hand was flashing like lightning.

Facing Zhang Yifeng's repeated attacks, the Caojian youth had no choice but to parry in a hurry.

Zhang Yifeng discovered that the young man with the grass sword whose body was taken away by the ancient tree had plummeted several levels in combat effectiveness.

It can be seen that the combat experience of this ancient tree is much lower than that of the young man with the grass sword, and he cannot show the same level of combat power in the fairyland as the young man with the grass sword.

Moreover, this guy is obviously not good at swordsmanship. When resisting Zhang Yifeng's attacks, he relies entirely on his own perception and uses brute force to resist.

Sometimes he even couldn't defend himself against Zhang Yifeng's sword and could only use the vine armor on his body to block it.

However, the defense strength of this rattan armor is not very high. The thin sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand can easily break through the rattan armor's defense.

After only a short moment of fighting, the Cao Jian youth had multiple wounds on his body. Small streams of blood continued to flow out of the wounds and dripped on the water at his feet.

"How dare you, how dare you hurt me!"

There were only minor injuries on his body, but the Cao Jian young man had a look of anger on his face and roared at Zhang Yifeng.

Looking at the delicate appearance of the Caojian young man, Zhang Yifeng frowned. How could a majestic ancient god start crying for his father and mother after being slightly injured?

With doubts in his heart, Zhang Yifeng was about to continue taking action, but he saw the grass sword young man roaring and the vine armor on his body began to activate.

The vine armor spread out into countless vines, and the vines wrapped around Zhang Yifeng's body like poisonous snakes, preparing to use force to directly squeeze Zhang Yifeng into a pulp.

"Die to me!"

In shock and anger, the young man with grass sword didn't even pay attention to what he just said.

Zhang Yifeng dared to hurt him. Even if it was just the body he was using temporarily, the pain was enough to send him into a rage.

On the other hand, Zhang Yifeng let the vines wrap around his upper body with a calm expression, looking like he was willing to die generously.

"Are you afraid now? It's useless! Even if you want me to beg for mercy, you will still die!"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's unmoving expression, the Caojian youth thought that Zhang Yifeng was scared, and quickly taunted him, fearing that Zhang Yifeng would be crushed into a pulp by the vines in the next moment, and he would have no chance to taunt him.

"No, I just think you look a little too pitiful."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly, and the next moment the vines binding him increased their strength, intending to strangle Zhang Yifeng on the spot.

The vines wrapped around Zhang Yifeng, and the expression on Zhang Yifeng's face could no longer be seen.

"Shut up, you incompetent low-class person. In front of the great gods, only death is your best destination!"

The Cao Jian young man no longer wanted to look at the ancient and unwavering expression on Zhang Yifeng's face, which made him feel inexplicably aggrieved.

The grass sword young man raised one hand, and instantly the vines on Zhang Yifeng's body suddenly shrank, squeezing Zhang Yifeng's body.

There was a crunching sound, which sounded like the bones in Zhang Yifeng's body being squeezed apart.

"Junior brother!"

"Brother Zhang!"

Seeing such a shocking change, Ling and Li Chong looked at each other sternly, with looks of shock and anger on their faces.

Ling flew towards the grass sword young man, waved his hand and punched him, and the Yi Li in his body turned into blood and flew out.

Yi Li reshaped his human form in the air, and punched the grass-sword young man with a tense fist.

There was a loud bang, and Yi Li's punch did not hit the young man with a grass sword, but was blocked by the grass sword in the young man's hand.

The water beneath his feet was shaking with the powerful aura. The grass sword in the young man's hand had turned into a shield and was blocking him in front of him.

This grass sword is indeed a treasure. Not only is it incredibly lethal, it can also change forms.

After the grass sword turned into a shield received Yi Li's punch, the grass in the center of the shield began to squirm.

The next moment, the squirming grass clung directly to Yi Li's arm, and the sharp grass pierced into Yi Li's heart.

However, Yi Li, who has become a blood slave, is an invincible little strongman as long as Zero is not dead, and with the continuous replenishment of blood energy.

Under Zero's control, Yi Li pulled out the grass inserted into his heart, and then tugged on it. The strong force directly pulled the grass off the shield.

"Weird lowlife."

Seeing the grass being pulled down, the young man with the grass sword just smiled coldly. Immediately after the grass in Yili's hand left the shield, it quickly withered. Yili crushed the withered grass with just a little force.

"This is a sacred treasure of mine, and it's not just something anyone can use if they want!"

The grass sword young man said with a look of pride on his face.

Ling only used Yi Li to hold the Cao Jian young man back. He himself had quickly arrived at Zhang Yifeng's side.

Just when Ling was about to pull the vines off his body for Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng directly raised his hand and waved at Ling.

"No need, this little thing can't deal with me."

After a faint sound, in the dazzling golden light, the vines on Zhang Yifeng suddenly began to break and fell into the water.

When the last vine was picked off Zhang Yifeng's shoulder, the intact Zhang Yifeng appeared in front of everyone.

"You, how is it possible, you weren't hanged by the gods!"

The Cao Jian youth was shocked, looking at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief, and then the expression on his face became uncertain.

Originally, he thought he could strangle Zhang Yifeng with the divine vine, but he didn't expect that this guy was so powerful, and the divine vine had no effect on him.

"Hiss, it doesn't matter. Since I can't deal with you with this useless body, then I will let you see the power of the true God!"

After the grass sword young man finished speaking, the red light in his eyes dissipated, and his body fell down from the air, sinking heavily into the deep water.

At the same time, the originally calm ancient tree opened its eyes again.

Amidst the loud noises, the ancient tree slowly stood up, and the small pieces of soil under it continued to shake into the water.

In the smoke and dust that filled the sky, a tall tree shadow slowly stood up.