Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"What?"

When Wang Su heard the sound, his face showed a look of astonishment.

However, the next moment, a long laugh suddenly came from far away.

That position was right behind the Blood Demon.

"who?!"

The blood demon's pupils shrank and he suddenly looked back. At the same time, the blood demon shadow behind him also waved another giant claw and swept back.

However, there was no feeling of the giant claw touching the human body. At the same time, the Gorefiend turned around and was shocked to find that there was not even a single figure behind him.

The Blood Demon was slightly shaken in his heart, and suddenly remembered that the laughter just now seemed familiar.

And the way he was able to get close to him silently made the Blood Demon think of the man he should have beaten to death just now.

"Impossible, no one will be able to survive the erosion of the Blood Demon Gun!"

"Especially this kind of physical cultivation without magic power, it is even more impossible to break free from the shackles of the dirty blood magic!"

A dark red light rose in the blood demon's pupils, and he muttered to himself repeatedly.

"Blood-Blooded Divine Art? This kind of thing only deserves to be called this name."

Suddenly, a deep male voice came to mind beside the Blood Demon.

Hearing this familiar voice, the Blood Demon's pupils suddenly shrank to a point.

"How is that possible? Who are you?"

He turned his head suddenly and saw that Zhang Yifeng, who should have died under the shadow of his Blood God, appeared in front of him safe and sound.

Looking at his body shape, there was no sign of any injury at all.

"One of the three moves has been passed, and there are still two more moves."

Facing the shocked Blood Demon, Zhang Yifeng just slowly stretched out two fingers and prompted.

"Damn, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The blood demon roared, and the mana in his body surged crazily.

In an instant, several blood demon spears appeared beside him, pointing directly at Zhang Yifeng's face.

"It was just a fluke, now go die!"

Along with the blood demon's roar, the blood demon guns around him all stabbed at Zhang Yifeng.

However, before these Blood Demon guns could hit the target, an afterimage passed in front of the Blood Demon's eyes.

The next moment, all the blood demon guns that were fired were held in Zhang Yifeng's hands.

After falling into the hands of Zhang Yifeng, these blood demon guns turned into a ball of dirty blood and adhered to his body without waiting for the blood demon to issue an order.

"Okay, okay, this blow will send you to the west!"

The blood demon's eyes showed great joy when he saw this.

It was just a Blood Demon Spear, so presumably it had no impact on it.

Now that so many blood demon guns have turned into dirty blood, they will definitely be able to immobilize this guy.

This is the best time for the Blood Demon to take action!

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the blood energy from the Blood Demon's body poured into the virtual shadow of the Blood God behind him.

Instantly, the shadow of the Blood God behind him became more solid due to the infusion of blood energy, and his face became more fierce and terrifying.

Amidst the crazy laughter of the Blood Demon, the phantom of the Blood God moved.

Two huge claws rushed down towards Zhang Yifeng, one on the left and the other on the right, trying to crush it into pieces in their hands.

"Last resort."

Zhang Yifeng looked at the two giant claws falling above his head, but continued with an indifferent expression.

The blood demon suddenly felt irritable when he heard the sound, and his eyes kept flashing fiercely as he looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"Damn boy, don't think that you can underestimate me just because you escaped twice."

"I am the deacon of the Blood Clothes Sect, and I will kill you little thief here today!"

As the angry roar of the Blood Demon fell, the giant claws of the Blood God's shadow also came to Zhang Yifeng, reaching out to grab the person.

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But what happened next shocked the jaws of everyone present.

Zhang Yifeng raised his head slightly and looked at the two giant claws falling above his head, with a smile on his lips.

In the next moment, before the two giant claws fell, Zhang Yifeng squatted down slightly and heard a loud bang.

Zhang Yifeng jumped up on the spot and used his physical body to fight against the phantom of the Blood God behind the Blood Demon.

Holding down the giant claws of the blood god's shadow with both hands, Zhang Yifeng stared at the blood demon, with ice and snow in his eyes.

"You have done so many evil things that you will not regret dying!"

After making a cold sound, Zhang Yifeng suddenly grasped his arms hard, and the two giant claws of the blood god's shadow exploded into a bloody light all over the sky.

Under the bloody light, Zhang Yifeng's figure fell down and stood in front of the Blood Demon.

At this time, the Blood Demon was still immersed in shock and had not recovered.

"Three moves have passed, you deserve to die."

The cold voice reached the Blood Demon's ears, and he came back to his senses.

"you say……"

The blood demon was about to scream, but Zhang Yifeng directly pressed his face with one hand and forced him into the ground.

The blood demon whined, and the blood in his body continued to explode, but he could not shake Zhang Yifeng at all.

In his anxiety, the Blood Demon even started to slap and scratch Zhang Yifeng's arm randomly, regardless of his face.

But Zhang Yifeng just looked at him coldly, unmoved at all.

"Actually, I still wanted to leave you a way to survive in the beginning."

"But looking at your appearance, it would be harmful to Tianhe to keep you alive."

"In that case, then you can die here."

Zhang Yifeng lowered his head and stared at the Blood Demon, talking to himself.

He really didn't think about killing the blood demon at first. After all, he didn't know what impact his current actions would have on future generations.

Therefore, in dealing with those evil cultivators previously, Zhang Yifeng could only control the people without harming their lives.

In the end, it will be left to Wushuang Sect to decide how to deal with these evil cultivators.

But this blood demon's words and actions really touched his bottom line.

"Since you said that the strong are respected in this world, you should be satisfied if you die in my hands now."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the dirty blood on his arm suddenly flowed into the blood demon's mouth along his arm.

Feeling the dirty blood pouring into his mouth, the blood demon's pupils suddenly dilated and began to struggle constantly.

However, no matter how he struggled, Zhang Yifeng's arm was like an iron clamp, pressing him to the ground.

As the dirty blood continued to flow into his body, the blood demon's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Blue veins burst out from the blood demon's meridians, and the dark red blood flowing underneath could be seen faintly.

After a while, as the last trace of dirty blood on Zhang Yifeng's arm also flowed into the blood demon's body, the amplitude of its trembling gradually decreased.

Finally, the blood demon stared at the sky with wide eyes, and the expression on his face was fixed in confusion and fear.

The sound from his body also disappeared. The notorious Blood Demon in the Qinghuang Realm just died here.

"Blood, Lord Blood Demon?!"

"He actually killed the Blood Demon. Who is this guy?"

The evil cultivators not far away looked at Zhang Yifeng in horror.

As evil cultivators, they knew very well the horror of the Blood Robe Sect and the notoriety that the Blood Demon had committed in the Qinghuang Realm.

As the deacon of the Blood Robe Sect, the Blood Demon actually died at the hands of an unknown person from the Wushuang Sect!