Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The middle-aged man took the bottle and was about to hand it to the bandit, but the bandit shook his head and said: "It's not twelve, it's twenty-four now."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly turned cold: "There are three Qi Pills in a carriage, and we have four carriages. How can there be twenty-four Qi Pills?"

The bandit said arrogantly: "The toll for three Qi pills was just now, but now the price has increased. Who made you disagree in the first place."

"Are you just raising prices?" The middle-aged man's face became increasingly uglier, as gloomy as if it were dripping water.

"What? I'm a bandit, why can't I just sit on the ground and raise the price?" The bandit roared angrily, extremely domineering!

"You are looking for death." The middle-aged man clenched his fists, seemingly unable to contain his anger.

"What? Do you want to do something?"

The bandit sneered, then whistled. In just a dozen breaths, many bandits appeared from both sides of the road. They were burly and ferocious, numbering seventy or eighty in number. Moreover, the auras of these people are very powerful, and some have even transformed into beast cultivators. Their terrifying auras have made the air a little depressing.

If you dare to block the road and rob someone here, you must have someone to rely on.

"Owner……"

The middle-aged man looked back at the young man, as if asking for his opinion.

At this moment, the young man's face also turned cold. This group of thieves who sit on the ground and raise prices are simply too deceptive.

"I haven't been back for many years. When I came back, I met bandits. That's all. Let's do something for the world. These bandits without eyes should just die."

I'd rather die.

As soon as the young man finished speaking, there was a soft choking sound.

The sword in the middle-aged man's hand is out of its sheath!

Zhang Yifeng only felt a white light flash in his eyes, and the heads of the bandits who were blocking the road so arrogantly just now were flying high in the air.

When the sword fell, the middle-aged man did not sheath the sword, and his whole body suddenly released bright true energy.

The energy gathered in the knife actually gave people the feeling that the knife had grown several times larger.

"Total Annihilation!"

With a low roar, the middle-aged body jumped up high, spun 360 degrees, and slashed with a broadsword!

The terrifying zhenqi formed a zhenqi sword light about three feet in size. He headed towards the group of bandits and slashed at them lazily.

Boom boom boom!

Violent explosions followed, blood sprayed, and screams continued.

With one strike of the knife, at least five bandits were cut into two pieces.

The knife in the middle-aged hand is too sharp, at least it is an acquired weapon.

However, although middle-aged is fierce, bandits are bloody and cannot be intimidated by middle-aged's momentum.

"Damn it, kill this bitch."

"Transform!"

The next moment, dozens of bandits simultaneously transformed into beast cultivators. Most of these people were actually beast cultivators.

At the same time, a signal flare took off. It was obvious that they were informing other group members and even the group leader.

kill!

Dozens of tall beast cultivators, some of them hunted towards the middle-aged people. Some of them rushed towards the carriage behind the middle-aged man, and no matter who they saw, they were bombarded wildly.

"City Lord, be careful!"

At this moment, Fang Ling and Sima Han screamed in surprise. They clearly saw ten orcs holding swords, guns and clubs in their hands, slashing towards the carriage where they were.

These ten orcs are not weak in cultivation. Although they are not in the acquired realm, they are still at the peak of masters. The weakest cultivation level is equivalent to the middle stage of a master.

"Sima Han, Fang Ling, Nishang, please step back."

Zhang Yifeng's voice came, and as he spoke, he took a step forward.

Just as he was about to kill these bandits without eyes, a graceful figure came riding a bicycle, holding a white sword and looking elegant.

"Your opponent is me, not innocent people. Ladies, please don't be afraid. I will protect you."

The voice was still floating, and Bai Ying had already landed next to Zhang Yifeng.

This white figure is the handsome young man in the first carriage.

After the young man fell, he smiled faintly at Meng Nishang and Fang Ling, then held a white sword and rushed towards the bandits.

The sword is a good sword.

Swordsmanship is also good swordsmanship.

The sword light filled the sky, like wind and frost.

The young man didn't seem to be killing people, but dancing with a sword.

Each sword can bring out a sword light and spray blood.

The sword in the young man's hand is not ordinary, and this young man definitely has a good background.

He killed five of the ten bandits in just a few breaths. The other five were also injured and fled in embarrassment.

But the young man had no intention of letting them go, his eyes were cold.

"You attacked me and you still want to leave!"

The sword in his hand suddenly released a bright white light, and then formed four illusory sword shadows of true energy.

"die!"

The zhenqi sword and its main body moved towards the five people respectively, and they were so fast that Zhang Yifeng could hardly catch them with his naked eyes. You know, Zhang Yifeng's current cultivation level is in the Bigu stage! That is the realm of the day after tomorrow.

So, this young man is also a strong man in the acquired realm? But how is it possible? This young man is not much older than him. Is there such a powerful monster in the hidden door?

Tsk tsk tsk!

Five muffled sounds were heard one after another, and the five robbers who escaped were all stabbed through the head with a sword.

"So strong."

Sima Han and others secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Sure enough, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. The hidden door is indeed a very powerful existence!

The young man killed ten bandits, pulled out his sword from the corpse, wiped the blood on it, and then put back the scabbard.

After doing all this, the young man walked towards Zhang Yifeng with a smile on his face. No, it was not Zhang Yifeng to be precise, but Meng Nichang and Fang Ling who were beside Zhang Yifeng.

The young man went straight to the two girls, cupped his hands like a gentleman, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm sorry for frightening the two girls."

Seeing this scene, whether it was Sima Han or Zhang Yifeng, their expressions turned ugly at that time. Was their relationship trying to poach someone? Did you act cool just now just to express yourself in front of Meng Nishang and Fang Ling?

It’s just pretentious!

Fortunately, neither Meng Nishang nor Fang Ling ignored the young man's chat.

Meng Nichang turned around, went to Zhang Yifeng, and took Zhang Yifeng's arm without even looking at the young man.

I have to say that although Meng Nishang doesn't talk much, she is very sensible.

Zhang Yifeng immediately felt his face glowing. This kind of invisible pretense is the most lethal.

The young man's body trembled slightly, as if he could tell that Zhang Yifeng was the leader. He turned around and smiled lightly at Zhang Yifeng and said, "Shen Qingteng, I don't know what to call my friends."

"Zhang Yifeng." Zhang Yifeng said calmly.

"Zhang Yifeng? It's as elegant as the wind, and has a very poetic name. I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself just now, but don't worry, this incident happened because of us, so naturally it won't affect a few of you." The young man looked confident and magnanimous.

"Really? Your people seem to be surrounded..."

Zhang Yifeng looked into the distance and spoke calmly. At this moment, the middle-aged man who was fighting with the bandits was completely surrounded by the bandits. Even if his fighting power was strong, he would still be unable to defeat four hands with just one fist.