Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

At this moment, countless pairs of eyes are staring at the sixtieth level, the battle between Zhang Yifeng and Wang Long.

Everyone is watching, and no one knows how many people are waiting for the battle between them to end. Who will win and who will lose?

However, in the eyes of some strong men, the winner between Zhang Yifeng and Wang Long has actually been decided.

The followers under Wang Long were completely defeated at this moment, and the eight generals led by Ning Hao had all fallen one after another.

Under the overwhelming offensive of Ji Dali and others, even if they wanted to escape, they had no chance, so what awaited them was only defeat.

As for the other followers, they were defeated so completely that it could be said that they had no chance at all.

Their boss, Wang Long, was not much better than them. Under Zhang Yifeng's continuous attacks, even though he had perfect cultivation in the Immortal Emperor Realm, he was gradually unable to do what he wanted.

"The way of killing is indeed terrifying and extraordinary!" Wang Long said with an indifferent expression. At this moment, his face was covered with blood, and even his clothes were covered in scarlet, which was surprising.

"That's not all. I haven't used my full strength yet." Zhang Yifeng said coldly.

Wang Long's expression suddenly froze. Of course he didn't believe this. The fight had already reached this point, and the opponent hadn't used all his strength yet? In any case, this is unlikely.

But Wang Long didn't dare to bet. After all, Zhang Yifeng's combat power exceeded his imagination. In his opinion, only the so-called young supremes had this strength.

"Your people have been defeated, do you still want to persist?" Zhang Yifeng said suddenly.

Hearing this, Wang Long's face became more and more gloomy. Needless to say, Zhang Yifeng also saw that all his men had been lost.

There are even those who are greedy for life and fearful of death, who have surrendered voluntarily, which makes him feel a huge loss of face.

For those who surrendered, Ji Dali and others only temporarily imprisoned them and restricted their ability to move, but they did not kill them all.

Speaking of which, these guys are just different from their camp. They are still the elites of the human race. Under their understanding, Ji Dali and others don't mind showing mercy.

"kill!"

Wang Long suddenly burst out, and immeasurable fairy light surged out like a galaxy. It contained countless laws of the great road, revealing terrifying power, and the void was cracked open by it.

He has practiced for three thousand years before reaching his current state. Although he is not as good as those outstanding people, such a profound foundation is really not trivial.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes condensed, and he once again handed out a sword without hesitation, using his body as a sword again. The sword light formed by his body seemed to turn into eternity between heaven and earth, and slashed towards Wang Long.

"boom!"

The sword light swept across, and the fairy light like a galaxy was cut off, and immediately dissipated into nothingness. The power of the sword light did not diminish, and it continued to attack Wang Long.

"puff!"

Wang Long groaned, and his body was cut into two parts, which was shocking.

Even Wang Long found it incredible, because he thought he could resist the sword again, but for some unknown reason, it suddenly failed.

"You lost!" Zhang Yifeng regrouped his body, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

After fighting for so long, especially with

Even he couldn't bear the battle of a strong man like Wang Lung. He suffered serious internal injuries. Fortunately, it was nothing serious. As long as he was given time, he could recover.

"It's not that easy to defeat me so easily!" Wang Long roared and his body immediately reorganized.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly, bursts of divine light appeared all over his body, showing mysterious and unpredictable power.

"This is..." Wang Long's pupils shrank, he had never seen such a strange phenomenon before.

Zhang Yifeng suddenly scolded, and the next moment, all kinds of visions appeared around his body, and divine light illuminated the heaven and earth, making him look like a god on earth.

"Boom!"

He suddenly stepped out, and that foot suddenly transformed into a larger one. In the blink of an eye, it was like a giant pillar, smashing down towards Wang Long.

Wang Long did not dare to neglect, and tried his best to deal with it, trying to resist it. However, the giant foot fell like a star, and with a bang, Wang Long's body was smashed into pieces, with broken bones and tendons, and blood mist diffuse.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yifeng seized the opportunity and did not give Wang Long any chance. He landed three more feet in succession, completely shattering his body and even his soul suffered heavy damage.

But after all, Wang Long's background is astonishing, and his level is higher than that of Zhang Yifeng. How can he be killed so easily?

Wang Long was running his skills, and scriptures seemed to appear all over his body, trying to repair his physical body.

"You have no chance!" Zhang Yifeng naturally saw his intention, and immediately landed a palm. Dozens of Taoist laws blended together in his palm, rising and falling, exuding a terrifying aura.

The huge palm struck like a star and hit Wang Long's soul. His soul was immediately torn into pieces, and light particle energy emerged.

"Ah!" Wang Long howled unwillingly, and the soul-shattering pain was too much for him to bear or accept.

He had practiced Taoism for three thousand years before reaching his current state, but he was defeated by a latecomer. This gap naturally made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Boom!" Zhang Yifeng kept using his special moves and blasted towards Wang Long, trying to kill him completely here.

After more than ten moves, Wang Long finally couldn't hold on any longer. In his unwilling wailing, his soul was completely shattered, and endless light particle energy filled the world.

"puff!"

Zhang Yifeng couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. Even he couldn't bear such a rapid and domineering attack, and suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

The technique he used just now was not the technique inherited from the Immortal Emperor, but the god-level technique obtained from the ancient immortal world. Only when he reached his current state did he gradually understand some of its mysteries. Once he used it, it was indeed more powerful than before. .

However, this kind of skill consumes a lot of oneself. After all, although his physique is very strong and special, it is not a truly sacred body. Using this kind of skill rashly will naturally be very costly.

The reason why such a situation did not happen before was simply because he was at a low level at the time and could not fully comprehend many of the essences of god-level techniques, so he naturally did not have such a big burden.

"Wang Long was defeated!" The monks watching around were all stunned.

Although this ending was already destined just now, when it actually happened, it was still extremely shocking.

At the same time, the news spread quickly, and in just a moment, almost all the monks who were paying attention to this battle in the first sixty levels learned this information.