Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Fierce Tiger laughed wildly and looked at Wan Ge expectantly, waiting for this woman to cry and wail in front of him like other women.

However, to his surprise, Wan Ge just looked at him coldly without saying a word.

"Why don't you cry? Why don't you shout!"

Fierce Tiger was angered by Wan Ge's attitude. In his mind, all women should howl loudly or scream in fear when facing him.

Only in this way can the fierce tiger feel happy.

"A weak-hearted guy like you, is there anything I should be afraid of?"

Wan Ge's cold voice came out, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became cold and solemn.

Fierce Tiger's expression paused, and then he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, am I weak at heart? This is the most interesting thing I have ever heard in my life. Since you are unwilling to release your nature as a woman, then I am here to help you!"

After the fierce tiger laughed, he rushed straight towards Wan Ge with a fierce look on his face. He flicked the big knife in his hand and a sword light flew out.

The red sword light passed by him, and Wan Ge turned around and pulled out the soft sword from his waist.

His fingers brushed the sword body, and the spiritual energy adhered to the surface of the soft sword. With one swing of the soft sword, Wan Ge's soft sword directly caught the fierce tiger's sword and reflected it back.

Seeing this, the ferocious tiger advanced instead of retreating. He raised the sword in his hand and cut off the reflected sword light directly.

"Hahaha, you are so stupid to use my tricks against me!"

Fierce Tiger laughed and pressed his huge body towards Wan Ge. He had already seen Wan Ge's weakness.

This woman can still be entangled with him for a while from a distance, but once she gets close, she becomes a plaything in his hands.

Among the big and small, the ferocious tiger slashed out again, and the tyrannical power directly cut off the soft sword among Wan Singing.

Xiu Hu didn't want to kill Wan Ge directly, so he held back. Xiu Hu wanted to slowly torture the woman who dared to disobey him.

As for Wan Ge himself, even at this juncture, he still glared at Fierce Tiger, grabbed the broken soft sword and stabbed Fierce Tiger.

Looking at Wan Ge who was stubbornly resisting, Fierce Tiger smiled disdainfully and allowed the broken soft sword to stab his body.

The broken soft sword burst into pieces the moment it stabbed the fierce tiger, unable to cause any damage to the violent tiger's body.

"Haha, my body has been tempered to the limit of the heavenly realm. Do you think you can hurt me with a broken sword?"

Amidst the laughter, a fierce look flashed in the fierce tiger's eyes, and his big hands fiercely grabbed Wan Ge's neck.

Just when the thick arms were about to grab Wan Ge, a sound broke through the air suddenly, and three swords pierced through the wooden door of the warehouse and flew up.

The three swords were scattered, and two of them instantly cut off the head of the younger brother who was guarding Wan Lao and the other three.

The other one was used to kill the younger brother who had been standing next to the iron chair.

The last thin sword exuding green light cut off the fierce tiger's stretched out arm with a roar.

Fierce Tiger, who considers himself physically domineering, encountered such a terrifying flying sword for the first time.

The fierce instinct made Fierce Tiger not make a sound even if his arm was cut off.

With one step, the fierce tiger figure retreated for more than ten meters. He held the sword in his left hand and stared at the three flying swords wandering in the field warily.

However, after the three flying swords completed their respective tasks, they stopped where they were and had no intention of continuing to pursue the fierce tiger.

"Who is it?! You dare to ruin my good deeds. I will pull out your muscles and bones and burn your Nascent Soul 10,000 times a day!"

Fierce Tiger roared wildly, and while he was in a state of helpless rage, the sound of footsteps came.

The next moment, a figure in black robe appeared in front of the broken wooden door of the abandoned warehouse.

"It was so powerful, I thought it was true."

Zhang Yifeng's voice floated out faintly, and suddenly Wan Ge's eyes sparkled.

"Brother Chen!"

Wan Ge screamed, and Wan Lao, who was about to fall into coma after being beaten in the distance, relaxed instantly after hearing Zhang Yifeng's voice.

"Mr. Chen, please."

Wan Lao murmured tremblingly to himself, his eyes went dark, he lowered his head and fainted.

Although Wan Lao's voice was small, Zhang Yifeng heard it clearly.

Turning around to look at the miserable expressions of Wan Lao and the other three, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but flashing anger in his eyes.

"Don't worry, now that I'm here, I won't let anyone get hurt."

Zhang Yifeng said, and the three swords, the thin sword, the sky-splitting mark, and the fairy sword were activated at the same time, and they were divided into three angles to kill the fierce tiger.

"Damn it!"

After Zhang Yifeng appeared, the three swords moved at the same time. How could Fierce Tiger not understand that this mysterious man was the culprit behind the three flying swords.

"Don't look down on me!"

With an angry roar, the fierce tiger's whole body burst into red light, and the muscles on his body bulged high.

Holding the long knife tightly in his left hand, he slashed out a sword like a fierce tiger like a madman.

The red sword light struck Zhang Yifeng's three flying swords head-on. This fierce tiger actually wanted to kill Zhang Yifeng's three flying swords with one blow.

"Innocent."

Zhang Yifeng glanced back, looking at the red sword light fired by the fierce tiger, his eyes full of pity.

"Pretending to be strong, you really have a weak heart."

After Zhang Yifeng murmured, he faced the three slashes of red sword light. In the blink of an eye, the fierce tiger's eyes were filled with the shadows of the three swords.

Thousands of sword shadows broke through the fierce tiger's sword light in a breath, and countless sword shadows pierced into the fierce tiger's body one after another.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The pain that spread throughout his body made Fierce Tiger roar, but under the control of Jian Ying, he didn't even have a chance to move an inch.

"It's time for the boring battle to end."

With a faint sound, Zhang Yifeng announced the death date of Fierce Tiger.

Immediately, the endless sword shadows gathered into Zhang Yifeng's three flying swords. The three swords came out and pierced the fierce tiger's heart, throat and head respectively.

The three swords cut through the arrogant body that the fierce tiger had been relying on like cutting tofu, and after Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to call, they returned to Zhang Yifeng's hands one by one.

Under Zhang Yifeng's angry attack, the fierce tiger was lifeless, and the blazing black flames engulfed his body.

Zhang Yifeng suddenly heard a bang and turned around quickly, only to see Wan Ge fall down without warning.

Zhang Yifeng frowned when he saw this, and wondered, could it be that Wan Ge was poisoned in the battle just now?

He quickly came to Wan Ge to check and found that there was no accumulation of toxins in Wan Ge's body.

Zhang Yifeng also found out the reason why Wan Ge suddenly fell to the ground, but he fainted from too much shock.

As long as you practice hard for a while, you can wake up.

After confirming that Wan Ge was fine, Zhang Yifeng walked to Wan Lao and others with relief, and helped them untie their shackles and their locked Dantian.

After taking out the elixirs and taking them one by one, Zhang Yifeng's eyes suddenly froze and he turned to look at the door of the abandoned warehouse.

Looking at the figure appearing there, Zhang Yifeng pondered and asked questions from his heart.

"So you really feel comfortable being held by me?"

The figure standing at the door of the abandoned warehouse was none other than the white-haired girl who had just been released by Zhang Yifeng.

Although he was joking, Zhang Yifeng was secretly ready to take action, always on guard against the sudden murderous intention of the white-haired girl.