Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"You want to challenge me?" Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but said in surprise, not understanding why Long Zi would do this.

"Yes, of course, if Fellow Daoist Zhang is not willing, I will not force him!" Long Zi said with a natural expression.

Zhang Yifeng looked at Long Zi, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "In that case, please, Brother Long!"

"please!"

As soon as Long Zi finished speaking, he had already flown onto the 68th stage.

Zhang Yifeng hesitated for a moment, then flew up.

The actions of the two people naturally attracted the attention of many people, who suddenly looked shocked.

"What's going on? Long Zi is actually in the No. 68 arena? Is he going to challenge this monk No. 68!"

"The same old style should be good. The monk on the 68th stage is named Zhang Yifeng, and he is also from the Xuan Sect."

"It is said that on the Xuan Zongmen's Yama Ranking, this monk named Zhang Yifeng beat all the others and became the number one, and Long Zi was one of them."

"Hiss, it's so scary? Who is Zhang Yifeng? Even Long Zi with the blood of the true dragon is no match for him."

"I don't know, but according to rumors, Long Zi and Zhang Yifeng on the Yama list did not actually fight. Now it seems that there must be some hidden secret."

A group of monks discussed, and many monks who had never heard of Zhang Yifeng were surprised.

Facing Long Zi, who truly had the blood of a true dragon, Zhang Yifeng did not dare to neglect him.

He directly used the Ice Thunder Bone Sword, and both the War Immortal Body and the Heavenly Demon Body were activated at the same time.

Dragon Zi's body also bloomed with nine-colored light, which was the unique aura of the True Dragon clan, to show its transcendence and extraordinaryness.

"boom!"

Immediately, the war was about to break out, and Zhang Yifeng and Long Zi started fighting fiercely in an instant.

At this time, Long Aotian, the master of the True Dragon Pavilion, walked up to Yan Long with a smile and said.

"Brother Yanlong, do you think who is better, Longzi from my Dragon Clan, or Zhang Xiaoyou, the genius from your Longli Sect?"

Yan Long looked surprised. He glanced at Long Aotian, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The master of the pavilion has a sharp eye, can he guess it?"

Long Aotian laughed and said: "I also know that Long Zi is of true dragon blood, but Zhang Xiaoyou has a mysterious identity and can get the care of his ancestors. I can't say for sure."

Yan Long frowned, not quite understanding what Long Aotian meant.

Long Aotian continued: "Brother Yanlong, thousands of years ago, Longli Zong and I, True Dragon Pavilion, were from the same family. It was just that your master, Master, had some friction with us, so he left True Dragon in anger. Pavilion, founded the Longli Sect."

"I am not saying this to say what Longli Sect is like, or that True Dragon Pavilion is above Longli Sect."

"However, Brother Yanlong has also awakened the blood of the Dragon Clan, so he must know how powerful the Dragon Clan is!"

"Not to mention that Dragon Son, after the true dragon, the bloodline power is extremely domineering. Only a few races can rival the Dragon Clan. Brother Yanlong must be very clear about this."

Hearing what Long Aotian said, Yanlong couldn't help but frowned, and then said with some displeasure: "Pavilion Master, what exactly do you want to say?"

Long Aotian smiled and said: "Brother Yanlong, please be patient. I just want to say that after the Challenge of the King of Hell Ranking is over, Brother Yanlong can ask Little Friend Zhang to come to our Dragon Clan. Our ancestors are eager to see him." He, in addition, may have something to do with your master, master."

Yanlong was immediately shocked. He originally didn't want to mention anything about his master, but his master came from the Dragon Clan after all. Why he left back then, they and the younger generations didn't know.

Although Yanlong had also thought that if he didn't care about what had happened, nothing could be undone anyway.

But now, since Long Aotian took the initiative to bring it up, Yanlong felt that it was necessary to find out more.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Long said: "Okay, Pavilion Master, don't worry, after this matter is over, my junior brother and I will definitely come to the True Dragon Pavilion!"

"Easy to say!" Long Aotian smiled heartily, and then quickly returned to their position in the True Dragon Pavilion without getting entangled.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng and Long Zi had already exchanged hundreds of moves. Both of them had displayed their strongest skills. For a moment, they were evenly matched, and no one could do anything to the other!

"Zhang Daoyou is indeed extraordinary. After such a long time, he still doesn't have such a strong combat power!" At this time, Long Zi suddenly smiled and said.

"Both of us are worthy of being the true heirs of the dragon. It's beyond my expectation." Zhang Yifeng also sighed.

Long Zi possesses pure dragon blood, which is much stronger than the true dragon blood he awakened, so Zhang Yifeng has no intention of using his own true dragon blood.

"I feel the same kind of aura in you. Are you interested in telling me how you awakened the dragon bloodline?" Long Zi suddenly looked serious.

Zhang Yifeng was suddenly startled, but it was not surprising. After all, he was the son of a true dragon. It was not surprising that he could feel the aura on his body. Besides, Zhang Yifeng had no intention of hiding it.

After all, this is not a secret in Xuan Zongmen. Not everyone knows it, but all the major forces are very aware of it.

However, even so, Longzi shouldn't be able to feel it. What he awakened is the blood of the true dragon! Unless Zhang Yifeng can display it.

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, Long Zi didn't ask for more details. He only saw that the nine-color light around him was getting stronger and stronger, and his aura was getting stronger and stronger!

"True Dragon Secret Skill, True Dragon Soul!"

Longzi suddenly shouted loudly, and behind him, a huge dragon shadow appeared, also blooming with nine-color light, even more brilliant!

Zhang Yifeng suddenly looked serious. Could it be that Long Zi really summoned the soul of a real dragon? Otherwise, why would it have this kind of aura?

Everyone's eyes were attracted. Even if they were isolated by the light curtain protecting the arena, everyone felt the power that destroyed the world!

It’s like it doesn’t belong to this world!

"Qiang!"

Zhang Yifeng put away the Ice Thunder Bone Sword, and at the same time quickly drew out the God-Slaying Sword, and stood ready.

"Roar!"

The huge dragon shadow behind Long Zi let out a roar, stretched out a pair of huge dragon claws, and pressed down on Zhang Yifeng.

"The God of Death is coming, the God-killing Sword!"

Zhang Yifeng shouted loudly and integrated the source of life into the God-Slaying Sword.

"boom!"

The same sword energy that destroyed the heaven and earth was slashed out and rushed towards the dragon shadow.

As soon as the two came into contact, unparalleled power exploded. The void was collapsing, and even the light curtain protecting the arena was cracking. The arena was completely shattered and turned into powder.

"What? How is this possible?"

In the attic of Yama Luomen, several monks exclaimed and stood up in shock.