Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The Wushuang Sect disciple who intended to self-destruct looked down and saw that the object pierced his abdomen was a silver needle emitting black light.

The moment the silver needle entered his body, it sealed the violent mana in his body.

"What's going on?!"

The Wushuang Sect disciple screamed in surprise, and then felt numbness in his limbs, and stood there unable to move.

"Everyone, it seems that you are not well prepared."

At the same time, a sinister voice came from the side.

Then a young man in a dark red robe walked out and raised a few silver needles on his fingertips to several evil cultivators.

These silver needles also emitted strange black light. Obviously, the silver needles that stopped the Wushuang Sect disciple from self-destructing came from his hand.

"Black light, silver needle, are you from the Black Needle Sect?"

The leading evil cultivator looked at this person, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, don't be afraid, we are allies now."

"Even if I want to attack you, I have to wait until this matter is over."

The evil young man holding the silver needle laughed and looked at the Wushuangmen disciple who was controlled.

"I wonder if you can give this person to me?"

"I have heard that the Wushuangmen disciples' cultivation method has a strange ability, and I have been fascinated by it for a long time."

"It's just that I have never had the opportunity to catch a Wushuangmen disciple and study it carefully."

The evil young man smiled and looked at several evil cultivators, and said in a calm tone.

The evil cultivator in the lead had his pupils condensed when he heard the words, and his face showed a look of horror, as if he had thought of something terrible.

Knowing the terribleness of the Black Needle Sect, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and waved his hand and said: "Daoyou, please do as you please, anyway, it's just a Wushuangmen disciple."

"There are still many Wushuangmen here, let's find someone else to attack."

After that, he turned his head and signaled to the people around him with his eyes, and turned around to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, you are really considerate."

The evil young man narrowed his eyes and chuckled when he saw this.

"Brother, why should we give our prey to him?"

"There are so many of us, and there is only one of us. Anyway, there are so many people now, even if..."

Not long after walking out, one of the evil cultivators spoke about this with a puzzled look on his face.

But when the evil cultivator in the lead heard it, he slapped him directly.

"Shut up, if you don't want to die, just be quiet."

"You haven't heard of the Black Needle Sect, but I have heard of their methods."

"The Black Needle Sect is more bizarre and terrifying than the evil sects. The method they use is to use flying needles to assassinate you when you are unaware."

"Don't even mention the few of us. Even if there are twice as many people, they won't be enough for them to kill."

"And the Black Needles have a special hobby, which is to torture cultivators in the name of research, whether they are evil cultivators or righteous cultivators."

"As long as you fall into their hands, don't even think about coming back safely!"

The leading evil cultivator said, and did not forget to turn his head to glance at the strange young man who was looking at the Wushuang Sect disciple behind him.

"Is it really so terrifying?"

Suddenly, a voice came to his ears.

"Are you annoying? I told you, the Black Needle Sect is not something we can provoke!"

The leading evil cultivator showed impatience on his face, suppressed his anger and turned back to shout in a low voice.

However, when he looked back, he saw that his brothers were all looking at him blankly.

"Big, big brother, we didn't ask that just now."

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After the brothers looked at each other, one of them said tremblingly.

"What?"

The evil cultivator in the lead was stunned, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Don't look for it, it's right here."

A voice suddenly came from his ears again, and then he felt a flash in front of his eyes.

After coming back to his senses again, he saw that his brothers had already knelt on the ground and didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

And a figure had already stood beside him, patting his shoulder with one hand.

"Big, sir, may I ask who you are?"

The evil cultivator in the lead swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and asked with trembling all over.

He didn't even dare to look at the other person's face.

"Don't call me sir, I'm not familiar with you evil cultivators."

"I am a guest of Wushuang Sect, I can't bear to see you evil cultivators acting recklessly here."

Accompanying the voice in his ear, the evil cultivator who led the group suddenly showed a look of horror.

"Sir, I hope you can let me go, I will definitely leave immediately!"

The evil cultivator's body shook uncontrollably, and he replied in a trembling voice.

"Hehe."

The only answer he got was a sneer and a sharp pain in his abdomen.

"Cough!"

The evil cultivator immediately knelt on the ground and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"Only the victims of this battle are qualified to judge you."

As the voice fell, the evil cultivator looked up slightly, and a tall figure was reflected in his gradually blurred eyes.

The man had a handsome face and a calm expression as if he was not moved by anything.

"I didn't expect that Wushuang Sect actually had such a master."

Accompanying the voice of unwillingness in his heart, the evil cultivator also fainted with his younger brother.

The one who knocked these people unconscious was Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng was standing in the center of the battle formation and could see the overall situation.

It didn't take long for him to notice the Wushuang Sect disciple who wanted to self-destruct in exchange for his life.

Zhang Yifeng immediately rushed over and dealt with these evil cultivators.

"Hey, friend over there, can you put down the person you're holding?"

Zhang Yifeng put one hand behind his back and walked towards the evil young man from the Black Needle Sect, asking loudly.

"Hmm?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect was about to take the Wushuang Sect disciples to the back.

But he suddenly heard someone shouting at him, and immediately turned around.

He saw Zhang Yifeng walking towards him with the Wushuang Sect disciple who was going to self-destruct in his hand.

At the same time, he also noticed that behind Zhang Yifeng, there were the evil cultivators who had been driven away by him before, falling to the ground.

Seeing this, the pupils of the young man from the Black Needle Sect shrank, and there was a little interest in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Yifeng.

At the same time, he did not forget to sense Zhang Yifeng's cultivation and magic power.

But after some investigation, the surprise and interest on his face became more intense.

"Oh? I didn't know there was a physical training expert like you in Wushuang Sect."

The young man from Black Needle Sect raised his eyebrows and asked Zhang Yifeng with interest.

"I am not a Wushuang Sect member, I just happened to rest in Wushuang Sect for a while, and I didn't expect to run into such a thing."

"I have no interest in taking your lives, please return the person in your hand."

Zhang Yifeng looked at the Wushuang Sect disciple in his hand and said in a calm voice.

"Hahaha, there is no such thing as returning things that are in the hands of the Black Needle Sect!"