Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Facing the great changes that took place in the Blood Light cultivator, Zhang Yifeng showed interest in his eyes.

When he faced the Bloody Light Monk just now, he didn't even have the intention to take action. This guy's strength was really too poor.

But now it seems that after taking those potions, Zhang Yifeng felt a little interesting about the surge of blood energy in the blood and the violent aura on the body.

As the blood-light monk's momentum continued to rise, the director of the stronghold on the other side of the island also noticed it.

The stronghold manager, who had been resting with his eyes closed, instantly stood up from the ground and looked in the direction of Zhang Yifeng, the Blood Light Cultivator and his group with a gloomy expression.

"Master in charge, this surge of blood..."

Next to the stronghold director, a monk whose whole body was wrapped in black air and couldn't see clearly asked in a low voice.

This person's voice has been specially processed to sound neither male nor female, nor yin nor yang.

"Well, it seems that Li Hong and the others encountered some kind of trouble. They actually took such a large dose of blood-replenishing potion at one time. They encountered an unusual opponent!"

The base manager took a deep breath and said in a faint tone.

"Do you need me to go over and help them?"

"No, if he takes such a large dose of blood-replenishing potion, his combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly improved. If you go there now, with the side effects of the potion, I am afraid that you will be regarded as an enemy. We will stay here for the time being, this way The situation here is much more important than theirs, and there is absolutely no room for any mistakes!"

A look of determination flashed in the eyes of the head of the stronghold. In this situation, he must lead his people to guard the entrance of Daozang.

Otherwise, all the arrangements he made here would be in vain.

"yes."

The mysterious man nodded slightly in agreement and stood beside the stronghold director without saying a word.

"I hope these three losers Li Hong won't waste my time."

The base manager said to himself, his cold voice without any emotion.

"Die!"

On Zhang Yifeng's side, the blood energy and aura in the blood cultivator's body have reached their peak.

He roared irrationally, driven by the anger in his heart.

Even if he loses his mind, the Blood Light Cultivator's first target is still Zhang Yifeng.

"Let me see, are you also an inflated ball that breaks when you poke it?"

Zhang Yifeng said in a provocative tone, clasping his hands behind his back and looking up at the bloody monk, his scornful aura clearly revealed.

"What an arrogant guy, how dare you be so careless in the face of such a powerful enemy!"

The rune cultivator who had retreated dozens of meters away looked at Zhang Yifeng's behavior, snorted in his heart, and couldn't help but say.

This roadblock did have some abilities, but it was completely vulnerable to Qi Heng, who had taken five bottles of blood-replenishing potions.

Now that Qi Heng has taken so many blood-replenishing potions, even if the rune monk himself joins forces with Li Hong at full power, he may not be his opponent.

If it weren't for the fact that this blood-replenishing potion could only be taken by those with a specific physique, the rune monk would have already taken the potion to enhance his combat power.

Qi Heng, whose eyes were scarlet and seemed to be dripping with blood, was like a wild beast. His huge and strengthened body rushed all the way to Zhang Yifeng.

He hit Zhang Yifeng's head with two big hands without any plan. Qi Heng, who lost his mind, planned to use brute force to blast Zhang Yifeng.

Facing Qi Heng's violent impact, Zhang Yifeng remained motionless as golden light surged around his body and formed a golden shield that blocked Qi Heng's hammers.

Qi Heng's shield collided with Zhang Yifeng's shield, a shocking explosion sounded, and smoke and dust flew up around the two of them.

When the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, the scene revealed made everyone present feel weak in their legs.

The smoke screen fell, and Zhang Yifeng stood there looking at the tall Qi Heng with a calm expression.

Qi Heng's fists stayed three inches above Zhang Yifeng's head.

But these three inches were like a chasm. No matter how red Qi Heng suppressed his face, he could not bring down his fists any further.

Zhang Yifeng's golden light shield seemed to have no pressure at all, and not even a crack appeared.

"That's it? How disappointing."

Zhang Yifeng had a look of disappointment on his face. He originally thought that the blood-light monk's attack was so fierce and his strength would be able to break through the golden light that protected his body.

As a result, he punched down with both fists, but was easily blocked by his body-protecting golden light.

Even the golden light emitted by his battle immortal body couldn't be broken. How could such strength qualify him to fight against him.

"It seems that my expectations of you are too high, please step back."

Zhang Yifeng put one hand behind his back, raised his right hand slightly and flapped it slightly at Qi Heng in front of him.

Suddenly thousands of sword energies burst out from Zhang Yifeng's hands, and Qi Heng was opened from in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Thousands of sword qi kept rushing towards Qi Heng. At first, Qi Heng was able to resist with his physical body.

But as time passed, Zhang Yifeng's sword energy showed no sign of bottoming out.

On the contrary, Qi Heng's body had been broken in places, and a large amount of blood surged out of Qi Heng's body and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Wha, what?!"

The rune monk in the distance who had not completely completed the rune coverage shrank his pupils when he saw such a shocking change, and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a hint of fear.

"Who is this guy and why does he have such terrifying strength?!"

After a cry of horror, the rune monk suddenly had the idea of ​​​​avoiding the fight and running away.

After swallowing, the rune monk moved slightly backward, ready to turn around and evacuate at any time.

Under the pressure of Zhang Yifeng's infinite sword energy, Qi Heng, who completely lost his mind, didn't know the meaning of retreating.

After roaring, Qi Heng resisted Zhang Yifeng's sword energy and continued to walk towards Zhang Yifeng.

Countless sword qi were forcefully pushed away. Even though Qi Heng's arm had been bruised and frayed by the sword qi, Qi Heng still didn't react at all.

"Although he was losing his mind, his courage is still worthy of encouragement."

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly and looked at Qi Heng with a hint of admiration.

"But what's the point of struggling so hard?"

With a sigh, Zhang Yifeng suddenly withdrew all the sword energy he fired.

Thousands of sword energy poured into the palm of his hand, and Zhang Yifeng's eyes were as calm as water on Qi Heng.

Without the obstruction of the sword energy, Qi Heng's path forward was suddenly unobstructed.

Roaring again, Qi Heng was like a killing machine, rushing toward Zhang Yifeng with blood-red eyes, not caring about his rotten arms and body full of wounds.

"If we are still in the True Fairyland, an opponent like you is indeed worthy of my all-out efforts."

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly and praised Qi Heng.

"But that's all. Even if I am still in the True Immortal Realm, it will not be difficult to kill you."

After saying this, Zhang Yifeng flew out a green light from his fingertips and took the head directly from Qi Heng's neck.

"The monks of the Shell Organization are enough."