Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Shell Organization, how do you know about the Shell Organization? Are you with them?"

The white-haired young man asked Zhang Yifeng with a cold look on his face.

"No, the Shell organization and I are incompatible opposites. When I came to Wushuang City, I heard that the Shell organization was going to do a big thing here recently. So I came to prepare to stop the Shell organization's conspiracy, and I happened to meet you. Again. In addition, the Li family has a good reputation in Wushuang City, but you are so hostile to the Li family, which makes me have some suspicions."

Zhang Yifeng told the white-haired young man his reasoning with a calm face, and the white-haired young man pondered for a moment after hearing the words.

"Although you have said so many things, I still can't believe you easily. The people of the Li family and the Shell organization are very hateful. They have always been crafty. There is no guarantee that you are not one of their people who came here specifically to break into us."

After the white-haired young man finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Yifeng with an even more dangerous look, ready to use his ability to take Zhang Yifeng away at any time.

"Haha, if I were from one of their families, you and your friends would all be dead souls under my command now."

"Impossible, before you took action, I had already..."

Before the white-haired young man finished speaking, a cold touch suddenly came from behind him.

The white-haired young man looked again and saw that there was no trace of Zhang Yifeng in front of him. The person had already arrived behind him.

The cold fingers were already on the white-haired young man's neck. As long as Zhang Yifeng wanted to, he could freeze the white-haired young man into an ice sculpture with just a move of his fingers.

The next moment, the white-haired young man disappeared from Zhang Yifeng's eyes, and a blue light flashed. The white-haired young man appeared at the door of the ruined temple, standing on the steps and looking at Zhang Yifeng below.

After swallowing, the white-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief. He didn't notice Zhang Yifeng's movements at all.

Obviously after being transformed by the Shell Organization, the white-haired young man's cultivation has reached the peak of the True Immortal Realm, but just now he couldn't even touch the shadow of Zhang Yifeng with his spiritual consciousness.

"How, can you believe what I say now?"

"you……"

The white-haired young man licked his lips, took a deep breath and thought for a while, then slowly relaxed his stiff body.

"Indeed, with your strength, it would be easy to kill us. You really can't be from the Shell organization or the Li family. If they caught our whereabouts, their first decision would definitely be to kill us on the spot. You didn't , this is enough to explain everything.”

The white-haired young man sighed and opened the door of the ruined temple behind him. What greeted Zhang Yifeng was a group of men in black robes holding various weapons.

There were flames and ice rising from the hands of others, but there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy. Zhang Yifeng was surprised when he saw this.

"Brother Jin, are you being held hostage by this guy? Don't be afraid! Even if we all fall here today, we must rescue you!"

A man in black robes with flames rising from his hands roared angrily, and his childish voice came out.

Then he threw the ball of fire in his hand and smashed it towards Zhang Yifeng's door.

Looking at the fire ball flying over, the white-haired young man frowned and was about to call someone to intercept it, or even teleport directly to take Zhang Yifeng away.

Otherwise, if he was hit, Zhang Yifeng might think that what he just said was a lie.

He has already seen Zhang Yifeng's strength, and it is definitely not something that this group of people can compete with. They must be the ones who die against him.

Just as the white-haired young man was preparing to take action, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and said calmly: "Don't be anxious, I can understand their mood, just explain it slowly."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, two yin and yang fish rose up in front of him, which was the Wuxiang of Heavenly Dao.

Zhang Yifeng was ready to test whether Tian Dao Wuxiang could absorb this fire ball without a trace of spiritual energy.

The fire ball rushed in front of Zhang Yifeng, but the fire ball was not affected by the Yin Yang Fish and was sucked in.

The head-sized fireball hit Zhang Yifeng's face directly, and the raging fire continued to burn on Zhang Yifeng's face.

At this moment, all the men in black robes shouted in unison, but no one noticed that the white-haired young man's expression became very embarrassed.

"You all stop it!"

When the white-haired young man saw that there were still people who were ready to take action, he wanted to take advantage of the victory and knock down Zhang Yifeng, so he quickly shouted to stop them.

"It doesn't matter, this little harm is nothing to me."

Zhang Yifeng's faint voice came out, and he raised his hand and wiped away the burning flames on his face with a casual touch.

I saw that a piece of Zhang Yifeng's face had been burned, and his originally jade-like skin was covered with black ash.

"your face……"

The white-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng's burned face, his mouth twitched slightly, and he glared fiercely at the black-robed man in the distance who had set fire for no apparent reason.

"It's okay, it's a minor injury."

As Zhang Yifeng spoke, the damaged parts of his face slowly fell off his face, and the originally burned parts returned to their original appearance in the blink of an eye.

Reaching out and wiping it on his face, Zhang Yifeng used his spiritual energy to sweep away the layer of black dust, and his skin was once again as white as jade.

"Super-speed recovery? Are you also a mutant developed by Shell Organization?"

The white-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng dumbfounded, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked with a shocked look on his face.

"Super-speed recovery? Mutants? It turns out that you are really transformed from shell tissue. Are there any of you here who can recover from injuries so quickly?"

When Zhang Yifeng heard what the white-haired young man said, curiosity suddenly arose in his heart.

"This is indeed there, Da Zhuang, come here."

The white-haired young man nodded and said to a tall black-robed man among the black-robed men.

The man in black robe didn't understand the current situation, but the white-haired young man called him, and he hurried to Zhang Yifeng.

Taking off the hood on his head, Zhang Yifeng discovered that the black-robed man named Dazhuang was actually a boy who looked no more than fifteen years old.

But his height is far higher than that of his peers, and he is even stronger than the average adult.

"He is the one among us who has super-speed recovery ability, but his recovery speed seems to be slower than yours."

After the white-haired young man finished speaking, his eyes indicated that Da Zhuang could start the demonstration.

Da Zhuang nodded naively, took out a dagger from his waist, and inserted it directly into his chest.

I saw this young man named Da Zhuang pull out the dagger without even blinking, and the little blood he brought out dripped to the ground.

Zhang Yifeng watched attentively. As Da Zhuang's face turned pale, the wound on his heart began to heal rapidly, and eventually the scab fell off.

"This speed is indeed slower than mine, but you should be the first person besides me to be able to achieve this kind of recovery speed at this level."

This first person is true. After all, Zero and One have become blood gods, so naturally they are not within the norms of being a human being.

After witnessing the abilities of these so-called mutants with his own eyes, Zhang Yifeng's mood became heavy.