Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

After a faint sound, the green light flying out of Zhang Yifeng's fingertips gradually deformed in the air, and finally turned into the sharpest sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand.

Gifted by Fennian from the Sword God, this thin sword was wielded by the Sword God in his youth and swept across the ranks of young talents in the ancient immortal world.

Using this sword means that Zhang Yifeng has become slightly interested in this battle, and it is time to end the battle.

The thin sword emitted cyan light, cutting through the sky and grabbing the head on Qi Heng's neck.

The rune monk in the distance felt the terrifying pressure on Zhang Yifeng's thin sword. The terror as if he was facing the sword god made him almost kneel down on the spot.

The rest of the cannon fodder they brought were even more unbearable. They were already facing Ji Xing's constant slaughter, but they were suddenly covered by the pressure of the rapier and knelt down on the spot.

This time Ji Xing was even more skillful in killing these cannon fodder, and he killed them all in just a few moments.

"Here, this person is invincible!"

The rune monk finished speaking in horror, stopped covering the runes regardless of the backlash, turned around and ran away into the distance.

On the other side, even in the face of Zhang Yifeng's coercive blow, Qi Heng, who had lost his mind, still showed no fear at all.

With a roar, Qi Heng flew up and took the initiative to face Zhang Yifeng's rapier.

"Tsk, tsk, someone so brave and not afraid of death can be considered a warrior."

After Zhang Yifeng commented lightly, he turned around and was not ready to read any more.

There is no need to look at the inevitable situation anymore.

The rapier, with its cyan tail light, passed by Qi Heng who was flying up.

Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and took the rapier back into his hand, while Qi Heng, who was in the air, fell from the air very simply, and his huge body made a big hole on the ground.

The moment Qi Heng fell, Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed surprise.

Turning back, Zhang Yifeng looked at Qi Heng in the hole on the ground.

I saw that his heart had been pierced by Zhang Yifeng's sword, but it was still beating hard, and the strong muscles tightly closed the incision in the heart.

After struggling to stand up from the ground, Qi Heng's eyes were locked on Zhang Yifeng's body.

"Yes, you deserve a real fight between me and you."

Seeing Qi Heng's appearance, Zhang Yifeng suddenly smiled.

Although this guy relied on potions to forcibly increase his strength, and he lost his mind, he was so brave and fearless of death.

But it happened that Zhang Yifeng saw his own shadow in his current appearance, that young man who was brave enough to fight in heaven and earth without fear of death.

No matter how many difficulties he faces, no matter how dangerous the situation is, he is a young man who can rely on his own feet to get out of death.

"Huh, just use this move to end your life."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly and raised the thin sword in his hand. In an instant, the black and white flames clung to the green sword.

Spiral flames hovered on the rapier. Zhang Yifeng raised his sword and pointed it directly at Qi Heng in the deep pit in the distance, waiting for him to stand up.

Qi Heng, who was in the deep pit, put his hands on the ground and stood up from the ground with all his strength.

At this time, his whole body was covered with wounds, and blood was constantly flowing out from all parts of his body, making him look like a bloody man.

With an unwilling roar, Qi Heng rushed towards Zhang Yifeng again, stepping hard on the ground with every foot.

However, as he ran faster, more blood was lost.

Qi Heng's limbs gradually lost strength. Before he could reach Zhang Yifeng, Qi Heng had already collapsed on the ground.

No matter how Qi Heng roared, there was no sign of strength in his limbs.

Looking at Qi Heng who looked like a dying beast, Zhang Yifeng showed disappointment in his eyes and raised his hand to finish off his opponent with a flying sword.

At this moment, amidst Qi Heng's constant roar, a certain bloodline deep within his body seemed to be pulled.

The sound of violent heart beating sounded, and the wounds on Qi Heng's heart and even the wounds all over his body began to heal automatically.

At the same time, a bulge gradually appeared on Qi Heng's forehead, and a long black horn pierced the bulge while breathing.

Qi Heng's original hair color also changed, slowly turning from pure black to blood red.

A mysterious power began to fill Qi Heng's body, helping him digest the blood in his body, and gradually restored Qi Heng's sanity.

"Is this... bloodline awakening?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly when he saw this. This blood-light monk was really lucky to be able to awaken his bloodline during the battle with him.

However, Zhang Yifeng could not tell the origin of the bloodline awakened by the blood-light monk for the time being. When he had time in the future, he would take a closer look at the introduction of each clan lineage in the fairy world.

When Qi Heng opened his eyes again, his pupils had turned gray, but the expression on his face was much more lively than before.

Because of the awakening of his bloodline, a large amount of blood accumulated in his body was swallowed up by the bloodline at this moment and turned into nourishment for his awakening.

However, after this powerful awakening, Qi Heng's first reaction was not to fight Zhang Yifeng, nor to lament the awakening of his bloodline.

Instead, he immediately fell to his knees and wailed in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Qi Heng rolled around on the ground without any image at all. It was obvious that the pain he had not felt just now came to him after Qi Heng regained his consciousness.

Looking at Qi Heng rolling on the ground, Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with disappointment.

He could clearly feel that Qi Heng's combat effectiveness was far stronger now than before.

But with Qi Heng's appearance, it would be useless for Zhang Yifeng to give him a chance.

"No, don't fight. Spare my life. I'm not willing to die for the Shell organization."

Qi Heng endured the severe pain in his body and kowtowed to Zhang Yifeng, without any of the tough guy demeanor he had just now.

"Please, please go around me..."

Qi Heng was still ready to beg for mercy, but he didn't notice Zhang Yifeng's cold eyes at all.

The next moment, the thin sword flew out from Zhang Yifeng's hand and instantly took off the head of Qi Heng who was kneeling on the ground.

"Noisy."

After a faint cry, Zhang Yifeng's inner disgust finally calmed down.

What he admired was Qi Heng who was brave and fearless just now, but now Zhang Yifeng felt disgusted when he saw Qi Heng's appearance.

The thin sword flew away from behind Qi Heng, and blazing black flames ignited from Qi Heng's body, burning him along with his newly awakened bloodline.

"Brother Wang, one of them ran away, should we chase him?"

Ji Xing held a shell tissue cannon fodder that fainted in his hand, returned to Zhang Yifeng and asked in a low voice.

"No, I'll first ask where they put the rest of the people on the warship."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly, running away with a rune monk was nothing.

After all, the head of the stronghold already knew what was going on here, even if Zhang Yifeng left the rune monk behind.

If you haven't gone back for too long, the stronghold manager will still react, so it doesn't matter whether the rune monk pursues him or not.

On the contrary, where the people on the warship have been arranged by the store manager is the top priority now.

Fighting against the Shell Organization monks on the entire island, if these people help, it will be twice the result with half the effort.