Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Um?"

Sima Han let out a sigh, and the pressure increased again. The invisible pressure seemed to have turned into substance. The oval-colored golden egg was actually slightly deformed by the pressure, but it was only slightly deformed.

"Is this a small protective formation? It's interesting."

Sima Han suddenly smiled. With a wave of his hand, his internal energy formed a fuzzy air pressure. The air pressure condensed in the air and actually formed a huge white lightsaber. This sword was like the sun, releasing hundreds of thousands of lights. Ordinary people Couldn't open my eyes at all.

This is a swordsmanship and martial skill. Only martial arts can show the specific shape.

This is the power of Wu Kuangren!

Some powerful martial arts warriors can already reveal their inner strength.

"break!"

Sima Han pointed lightly, and the lightsaber was like an aurora, heading towards Zhang Yifeng to kill him.

The sword hit the oval barrier, and a sharp collision broke out. After a brief stalemate between the two, the oval-colored barrier was pierced by a sword.

Tsk, a light sound.

Sima Han's long and huge lightsaber completely pierced the entire formation, like a sharp knife, running across the head and tail.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng's neck was less than five centimeters away from the lightsaber. The sword struck down and almost pierced his neck. Fortunately, the position was a little off.

Seeing this scene, all the spectators burst into laughter.

"This boy named Zhang Yifeng was very lucky, but he was almost killed by Sima Han."

"Sima Han is worthy of being the number one young man in the Tianshan Mountains, and his inner strength has already been revealed."

"Zhang Yifeng, I will give you one more chance. Kneel down and I can keep your whole body. Otherwise, do you think I really missed the target with the sword just now?"

On the back of the fierce goose, Sima Han hugged Fang Ling's slender waist, looking high and confident of victory.

After Sima Han finished speaking, the sound of applause came, and the one applauding was actually Zhang Yifeng.

"The inner strength turns into a sword and the sword has a sword charm. This level of ancient martial arts is not something that ordinary people can learn. You don't have a sword in your hand, but you can wave it into a sword, which can be regarded as an achievement in the way of the sword. It's a pity. Ah, after all, your swordsmanship is just superficial, and your internal sword is not a "sword" after all."

"Let me give you a chance, kneel down and apologize to me, and I will forgive you for your rude offense to me this time. You can be considered young and frivolous, and those who don't know are not guilty."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, all the warriors on the scene felt confused. What Zhang Yifeng said before sounded good, but what he said after that was too shocking! He actually spoke to Sima Han in such a arrogant tone, and said that he was young and frivolous, and he who did not know was not guilty. It seems that he should say this to himself.

"Crazy, this kid must be crazy."

"I wasn't killed by Sima Han just now. I was already showing mercy to Sima Han. Now I'm actually saying to give Sima Han a chance. Isn't this too arrogant?"

"I'm angry, Sima Han is angry!"

Above the ferocious geese, Sima Han smiled, but his laughter was filled with strong murderous intent.

"Young and frivolous? Let me kneel down. Boy, who do you think you are? In my eyes, Sima Han, you are just an ant. Since you want to die, then I will help you. Ling'er, you stay here Stay on Xiao Hui’s back, wait until I kill this kid, and then I’ll accompany you.”

"Ms. sir, be careful."

Fang Ling spoke for the first time. Her voice was as soft as her appearance, making all men unable to help but take good care of her for the rest of their lives.

I feel pity for such a weak woman from the Jiangnan water town.

Sima Han couldn't help himself, and kissed Fang Ling on the lips in front of everyone. Fang Ling made a calm sound and fell into Sima Han's arms. His body was soft, as if he had no bones.

"Idiot, you do such a thing in public without considering the impact. No, I'm going to the city tonight to have some fun with the lady. I want to fly together!"

Some warriors shouted in displeasure.

After Sima Han kissed Fang Ling, he jumped off the duck-billed ferocious goose.

The duck-billed ferocious goose was a full fifty meters away from the ground. Sima Han's body was like a cannonball, hitting the ground hard. The distance of fifty meters was so high, but Sima Han was fine.

boom!

There was a loud noise and thousands of layers of soot were splashed.

In the smoke and dust, Sima Han's body slowly walked out step by step.

"I declare your death sentence."

While walking, Sima Han released terrifying internal energy all over his body.

Internal energy surged out, and an illusory mountain seemed to appear behind him.

The internal force kept running and condensing, and then formed small white swords in the air.

Counting carefully, there are ninety-nine swords.

Ninety-nine small swords rotated in the air, seeming to form a sword array.

"This is a fantasy sword. It is said to be the secret skill of Sima Han's sect. Back then, Sima Han relied on this sword to kill the leader of the martial arts sect. This sword is simply irresistible."

Some warriors recognized this sword. This sword was Sima Han's famous swordsmanship!

"Boy, this is the ancient sword skill of our Nine Swords Sect: Fantasy Sword! It is a shocking sword skill that our ancestors accidentally acquired. After practicing it to the extreme, it can cast three hundred fantasy swords. Although it is said to be a fantasy sword, every magic sword , all have terrifying attack power, Taihe Sect, let’s destroy it.”

Sima Han spoke in a cold voice, he was planning to kill the entire Taihe Sect.

"Let me ask you again, do you really not kneel down? Or do you have to watch these people die before you kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Sima Han was surrounded by the phantom sword formed by internal force, as if the sword god was reborn.

Faced with Sima Han's arrogant question, Zhang Yifeng just said two words: "Long-winded."

"court death!"

Sima Leng snorted and pointed his right hand suddenly. The ninety-nine spiritual energy magic swords beside him turned into a sword rain and headed towards the Taihe people to kill them.

However, before Jian Yu could get close to the Taihe faction, a huge spear formed by a formation suddenly fell from the sky!

The spear breaks the dragon formation.

What Zhang Yifeng got was "Tianjizi", and his use of battle tactics was absolutely unparalleled by ordinary people. In his hands, the formation is a powerful attacking martial skill!

At this moment, all the surrounding formations condensed into a spear. This spear fell from the sky and suddenly blasted into the rain of swords.

boom!

There was a loud noise and internal energy flew into the air.

The formation spear pierced ninety-nine phantom swords from the middle position.

At that moment, a strange scene appeared. The phantom swords, which were originally arranged in an orderly manner, fell from the air in an instant, and then turned into internal force and returned to the world.

The phantom sword disappeared, Sima Han's body took three steps back, and his face turned pale. The relief was broken and the qi movement caused him to have some qi and blood attacking his heart, but it was not a big deal. He would be fine after adjusting his breath.

"What...is going on?"

"Yes, why did the Phantom Sword disappear by itself?"

The surrounding warriors looked confused. They could see clearly that the power of Zhang Yifeng's killing array was not as powerful as the phantom sword. This shot did not destroy the phantom sword, but the phantom sword disappeared on its own!