Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Hearing the disdain in Zhang Yifeng's words, the two elders raised their brows angrily.

"Bold! Boy, we are the elders of Xiaoyu Pavilion, how dare you insult me!"

An elder, who was not very courageous, became furious when Zhang Yifeng said this, and instantly launched thousands of poisonous hidden weapons from his sleeves.

Under the sky full of hidden weapons, Zhang Yifeng still faced it calmly.

"Those who trust us should die!"

When another elder saw Zhang Yifeng being so arrogant in the face of the murder, he scolded Zhang Yifeng with an angry look and took action at the same time.

Although the two elders were furious, they still cooperated. One used a concealed weapon to restrain him from a distance, while the other stayed close to him.

Black energy exploded in his hand, and Zhang Yifeng could feel a chill approaching from the elder's hand.

"It's just a small trick."

Faced with these two elders who took action forcefully, they didn't say much. They shot out thousands of sword energy with a flip of their hands, and shot down all the hidden weapons aimed at them without any deviation.

Zhang Yifeng turned his hand and struck again with the elder who came close to him. The elder attacked with both palms, but Zhang Yifeng only met him with one palm.

The other hand was still controlling the sword energy, and it was obvious that he was dealing with two people separately.

The two elders were very angry when they saw this. This boy looked down upon them!

The elder who threw out the hidden weapon opened his sleeves, and immediately countless hidden weapons flew out of his sleeves. This was his magical power.

As long as there are enough hidden weapons stored, they can be fired continuously. Few monks of the same level can survive such intensive firepower suppression.

The other elder pressed his palms on Zhang Yifeng's single palm, and a large amount of cold air was output from his palms. Gradually, bits of frost appeared on Zhang Yifeng's hands.

"After the cold air blocks your meridians, let me see how you can still be so arrogant!"

The elder who was carrying cold energy roared angrily and frantically increased the output of cold energy in his body.

Seeing the frost on Zhang Yifeng's palm becoming more and more obvious, the elder's eyes also showed joy.

However, Zhang Yifeng looked at them with indifferent eyes from beginning to end.

All the hidden weapons fired at Zhang Yifeng were cut off without exception. The number of hidden weapons fired by the elder was sufficient but not tough enough. They could be cut off with a single slash of the sword energy.

It is really difficult for ordinary monks to deal with such a dense collection of hidden weapons. Not everyone has such precise control over sword energy like Zhang Yifeng.

But when he met Zhang Yifeng, this elder who was good at hurting people with hidden weapons was asking for trouble.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes became sharp. He didn't want to get entangled with these two people anymore.

Immediately, thousands of sword energy merged into a giant sword, breaking through the hidden weapons that were constantly shot, and the powerful giant sword slashed down from top to bottom.

Amidst the horrified shouts of the hidden weapon elder, he smashed it into a pulp.

After finishing off one person, Zhang Yifeng's other hand shook with golden light, and the energy of the War Immortal Body exploded and instantly melted away the cold energy accumulated in his palm.

Under the fearful gaze of another elder, a dazzling golden light burst out from Zhang Yifeng's hand.

A beam of light shot out from his palm, and the body without its upper body fell to the ground beside Zhang Yifeng.

Seeing the miserable death of the two Xiaoyu Pavilion killers, Zhang Yifeng felt no fluctuation in his heart.

Looking down at the sect formation that had risen above Xiaoyu Pavilion, Zhang Yifeng raised the corners of his mouth and slowly descended from the air.

In the large formation, the black-robed monk looked at Zhang Yifeng and killed the two elders in an understatement. He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Where did this damn monster come from? Even if that person was in this realm, he would never be a match for this monster!

Cold sweat continued to drip from his forehead. Fortunately, the sect formation in Xiaoyu Pavilion was arranged by Black Wing himself, and non-Xuanxian realm monks could not break it.

Just as the black-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief and was about to quickly notify Black Wing to rush back to Drizzle Pavilion, he saw Zhang Yifeng approaching the formation.

"Oh, maybe this guy is really a monk in the Mysterious Immortal Realm."

The black-robed monk thought of a possibility and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

If this mysterious monster is really a monk in the Mysterious Immortal Realm, then it is only a matter of time before this formation can be broken.

Even at the slowest speed, it would be too late to notice when the formation broke through the black wings.

Xuanxian Realm definitely has the means to kill all the killers of Xiaoyu Pavilion including him.

"No, it shouldn't be possible. If this guy is really a monk in the Mysterious Immortal Realm, there is no need to hide his cultivation.

So he is definitely not in the Mysterious Immortal Realm, he is probably just an alien and a pervert in the Heavenly Immortal Realm! "

The black-robed monk murmured to himself to comfort himself. Now he could only place his hope on his own thoughts.

Just as the black-robed monk was muttering in a low voice, Zhang Yifeng had already put his hand on the formation.

Feeling the mysterious fluctuations coming from the Xiaoyu Pavilion's sect-protecting formation, little fluctuations flashed in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

The sect-protecting formation in Xiaoyu Pavilion is a bit complicated. It doesn't look like it was set up by some inferior formation master.

Zhang Yifeng could break through the large formation in Yanyu Tower very quickly because the formation master who arranged that formation did not use any special skills.

But there was a mysterious aura in the Xiaoyu Pavilion formation that Zhang Yifeng had never experienced before. It was very mysterious.

To crack this formation, Zhang Yifeng really needs some time to prepare.

The black-robed monk raised his head and looked at Zhang Yifeng, who was still doing something unknown in the formation. At least it seemed that he had no intention of breaking the formation.

The black-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly called a disciple of Xiaoyu Pavilion and told him to hurry up and notify Black Wing to return.

However, after a long time, the disciple came back with a grimace and cautiously spoke to the black-robed monk.

"Boss, leader, the sect leader said that he won't be able to come back for a while. Since he is a monk in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, let him take his time."

After finishing speaking, the disciple swallowed and did not dare to look up at the black-robed monk.

"What? Didn't you tell the sect leader that the two elders had been killed by him?"

The black-robed monk opened his pupils and roared at his disciple.

"I said it, but the sect leader felt that the two elders were careless and made a mistake, so..."

The disciple pursed his lips and replied in a low voice. The black-robed monk's face became extremely embarrassed when he heard this.

He always had a vague feeling of threat, and this Black Wing had no plans to come back yet.

"What on earth did the sect leader do? Why don't you bring them back quickly when someone comes to attack!"

"Listen, I heard that we are going to deal with a major matter, related to the future of Xiaoyu Pavilion and whether it can completely bring down Yanyu Tower."

The disciple who stayed behind in the sect hesitated and said. He didn't know the reason. How could he know so many things with his status.

The person who is most likely to know what Black Wing is doing has already fallen outside the formation, and the black-robed monks have no idea how to dissuade Black Wing from coming back.

"Damn it, you ask all the remaining disciples to come here to prepare for the battle. I'll prepare the poison for you first."

The black-robed monk gritted his teeth and hurriedly left a word before turning and walking away.