Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

After this punch fell, Luo Qiangsheng finally understood that the young man in front of him, who was only in his twenties, was not unable to dodge his fist, but he was too lazy to dodge at all!

"Why don't you fight back?" Luo Qiangsheng's face turned ugly. Zhang Yifeng's move was undoubtedly a slap in his face.

"To deal with you, there is no need to take action at all."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he really didn't make a move. One of his feet suddenly landed on Luo Qiangsheng's stomach. It was so fast that Luo Qiangsheng didn't even see how the foot landed on his stomach.

Bang!

The next moment, Luo Qiangsheng only felt a mountain-like force rushing towards him. His body was ejected like a cannonball, and finally hit the wall ten meters away, making a loud noise. His body was pressed against the wall like skin, leaving a shallow human-shaped dent in the wall.

silence! There was silence!

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yifeng was just a country boy. No matter how talented he was, he was lucky enough to become a martial arts madman. But they never expected that Zhang Yifeng would directly kill Luo Qiangsheng as soon as he took action!

This is Zhang Yifeng. If you don't take action, you will definitely be injured.

Cruel and domineering.

If it weren't for the fact that this was Luosheng Palace, even if he took action to kill Luo Qiangsheng, he would never relent.

Because hurting a man's self-esteem is more vicious than killing him. If Luo Qiangsheng wants to trample on his dignity, he must have the consciousness to break his muscles and bones.

Zhang Yifeng estimated that the other party would not even think about getting out of bed within a month or two.

After defeating Luo Qiangsheng, Zhang Yifeng glanced coldly at the other Luo Sheng Palace disciples who were about to make a move.

"Who else wants to try?"

Several disciples were a little timid after being swept away by Zhang Yifeng. Luo Qiangsheng was about the same strength as them, but he was kicked away by Zhang Yifeng without even a chance to resist. If they went, this would probably be the result. If you fail to earn your performance and become as embarrassed as Luo Johnson, you will lose face in public.

Seeing that no one dared to step forward, Zhang Yifeng smiled, and the unhappiness in his heart eased slightly.

"Boy, don't think that defeating Luo Johnson is a big deal."

"Yes, compared to Miss Ziyi, you are far behind."

Although no one from Luosheng Palace took action again, that mouth was not forgiving at all. They are the proud sons of the Five-Star Sect. Even if their skills are inferior to others, they cannot lose face!

"I don't know how different she is from Luo Ziyi, but it's more than enough to deal with you guys. Since you all want to show off in front of her, I'll give you a chance. Come on together!" Zhang Yifeng said disdainfully.

After being looked down upon and looked down upon by others for so long, he finally had a chance to look down upon others.

"Arrogant!"

Several disciples were about to step forward. They couldn't defeat Zhang Yifeng alone. Could it be that a few of them couldn't defeat Zhang Yifeng together? Zhang Yifeng's words were simply a slap in the face.

"Have you had enough trouble?" At this time, Luo's domineering voice suddenly came, deafening.

The bodies of several disciples suddenly stopped.

Zhang Yifeng is powerful, and Luo Badao is naturally more happy. But if Zhang Yifeng really killed these disciples, wouldn't he also slap their Luo Sheng Palace in the face?

A country boy who was looked down upon by others swept away all the younger generations in Rashang Palace. If word spread, where would they put their old faces in Rashang Palace? Moreover, even if the boy from Rashang Palace wins, what is there to be proud of?

"Since it's a competition between Zi Yi and Zhang Yifeng, why are you participating? Get out of here!" Luo's domineering voice was full of majesty.

Several of the elder's direct disciples retreated angrily, gnashing their teeth at Zhang Yifeng.

"Cousin Ziyi, teach him a lesson."

"Tear his mouth apart!"

"Shut up, all of you! Isn't that embarrassing enough?" Luo Bajun stopped everyone who was still whispering, "Zi Yi, this time the competition is over."

"I know." Zhang Yifeng's strength did not cause much ripples on Luo Ziyi's face. After all, with her strength, apart from the Young Palace Master, there are few younger people in the entire Luosheng Palace who can compare with her.

She can sweep the entire younger generation by herself.

Luo Ziyi's eyes fell on Zhang Yifeng again, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which was always cold.

She must get rid of Zhang Yifeng. In that case, it would be impossible for Luo Badao to marry her to a cripple!

Zhang Yifeng felt the murderous intent in Luo Ziyi's eyes, and his heart became even colder. This woman had such a cold heart, and she seemed to be planning to kill him just to not marry him. Even if she gave this kind of woman to him for free, he wouldn't want her!

"Come on, Miss Ziyi."

Before the battle even started, the disciples of Rashang Palace started cheering.

"Xiao Fang, bring me my sword."

Luo Ziyi spoke to her maid.

"Yes, miss."

The maid held a sword and handed it to Luo Ziyi.

choke!

The sword was unsheathed, and a thin sword over one meter long appeared in Luo Ziyi's hand.

This thin sword is definitely a sharp weapon, but it is only two fingers thick and the whole body is blood red. At first glance, it looks like a murderous weapon.

"The sword is two feet and three inches long. It's called Hongling. It's a high-quality high-end weapon. It's infinitely close to the top grade!" Luo Ziyi slowly spoke, and when she finished speaking, she smiled contemptuously, "What about you? Do you have a weapon you can use? If not, I will I’ll prepare one for you, and don’t say that I, Luo Ziyi, bully you.”

Zhang Yifeng naturally found it difficult to take out the sword from the storage ring in front of so many people. He looked around and found a young man with a soft whip on his waist. He flashed and pulled the sword directly from the opponent's body. The whip was taken off.

Zhang Yifeng pointed to the whip in his hand and said calmly: "I don't need a weapon, just this whip used to beat dogs."

"Boy, this whip of mine is not for beating dogs! It's a wisteria whip." The young man who had his braid taken away by Zhang Yifeng was furious.

"Wisteria whip sounds too unpleasant, why not just call it dog whip."

Zhang Yifeng grinned, seemingly unable to put down the whip.

Opposite Zhang Yifeng, Luo Ziyi's face turned pale and she was trembling with anger.

Zhang Yifeng deliberately described the whip as a dog whip, but he was actually scolding her.

"court death!"

With an angry shout, Luo Ziyi finally took action. The sword in her hand brought out a stream of light and went straight to Zhang Yifeng's throat. The internal energy in her body emerged and actually released a faint blue light.

The terrifying aura caused the temperature of the entire hall to drop a lot.

As soon as she made the move, Luo Ziyi used all her strength because she didn't want to make a second move with a waste! Although she looked down on Zhang Yifeng, she did not hesitate at all when fighting.

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and the dog-beating whip in his hand came into contact with the Red Spirit Sword for the first time.

After being whipped enough, he was immediately cut to one side by the Red Spirit Sword, but this was not because Zhang Yifeng was not as powerful as Luo Ziyi, but because the quality of the dog whip was not as good as the Red Spirit Sword.

However, this does not prevent Zhang Yifeng from fighting.