Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Have you noticed that Ye Bohu seems to be coming with bad intentions and is coming menacingly?"

The disciples discovered that Ye Bohu had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and his eyes widened as if he wanted to kill someone.

"He's in, he's in!"

Finally, under everyone's gaze, Ye Bohu stepped into the No. 40 circle.

"Zhang Yifeng really wants to fight Ye Bohu!"

"The two of them had a conflict just now. This must be a tough battle."

At this time, Ye Bohu was very excited and amused on the ring. He looked at Zhang Yifeng, laughed loudly, and said: "Boy, I didn't expect to meet you. I can only blame you for your bad luck! Just now, Brother Jiang You stopped me, but now, if anyone can stop me, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Ye Bohu looked at Zhang Yifeng, the bloodthirsty smile on his lips becoming more obvious.

Zhang Yifeng was not only arrogant and arrogant just now, but also called him rubbish. Now he is lucky to face Zhang Yifeng.

"Tear my mouth apart?" Zhang Yifeng also smiled, "You seem quite confident."

Ye Bohu smiled conceitedly: "I am confident against you, a fifth-ranked person. I would like to formally introduce myself, Ye Bohu, thirty-five, known as the Thunder Runner."

Zhang Yifeng pretended to be surprised and said: "So you are Ye Bohu, the Thunder Runner."

Ye Bohu smiled even more brilliantly: "Since you know me, don't resist later. Maybe I will make you feel better."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "I'm sorry. Except for the first person in the Flame Hall, Liu Xiaohu, who I have probably heard of, I really haven't heard of the rest."

"You!" Ye Bohu's face turned cold. He wanted to tear Zhang Yifeng's mouth out immediately, but he endured it. The elder hadn't said the game had started yet, so it would be illegal for him to take action now. The rematch was much stricter than the preliminary round.

"Huh, let's see how hard you can keep your mouth during the competition. I hope your body will be as hard as your mouth!"

Zhang Yifeng was not angry at all and said calmly: "You don't have to worry about my body. Just be careful with your hands later."

Ye Bohu knew that he could not defeat Zhang Yifeng, so he stopped looking for anger, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

Finally, all the people fighting in the forty circles were in their places, and the atmosphere in the ring became tense. But the strange thing is that the first person in the eight halls is not hostile to each other. This made the onlookers a little depressed because they couldn't see the fight between the dragon and the tiger.

But think about it, the good news seems to be behind you, and there is no rush now.

"Now that everyone has found their position, the game begins! Remember, if you withdraw from the circle under your feet or cannot stand up again, you lose."

The elder's words were like a big yellow bell, reverberating continuously and detonating Tianzi Hall in an instant.

"Ho! Lin Feiyu, I love you, come on!"

"Goddess Zeng Xiaotian of Yuezitang, you will always be my goddess."

"Jiang Wuwen, you are the strongest!"

In an instant, all the audience looked up to the sky and roared, the sound shook the sky.

The rematch was already overcrowded, and the entire training ground accommodated tens of thousands of people.

The sounds of cheering, shouting, cheering, and confessions came one after another, one after another.

The scene is boiling!

"excuse me!"

With the roar, the battles in each circle started almost at the same time. The battle between Zhang Yifeng and Ye Bohu also began.

"Zhang Yifeng, tremble for my fist!"

Ye Bohu sneered and took the lead in launching the attack. He wants to trample Zhang Yifeng under his feet and make Zhang Yifeng understand that since he is trash, he should not be arrogant!

Otherwise, you will die!

Zhang Yifeng saw that Ye Bohu actually did not transform into a beast cultivator, so he shook his head and said, "You are a beast cultivator, right? Why don't you transform?"

Ye Bohu smiled confidently: "If I want to defeat you, why do I need to transform."

Zhang Yifeng smiled. This sentence was originally what he should have said, but he didn't expect it to be used by Ye Bohu to show off.

But where does this confidence come from? Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level is at the Bigu stage, which is equivalent to an acquired master. Even against Jiang Wuwu, he has a good chance of winning. But now an ant doesn't change its shape, it's simply asking for trouble.

"Die, boy!"

The voice fell, and Ye Bohu took the initiative to launch an attack.

"Attack! The third person, Ye Bohu, took the lead in attacking. I wonder if Zhang Yifeng can withstand it."

The spectators who paid attention to Zhang Yifeng's battle immediately tensed up their nerves. Even Sima Han and Fang Ling took a breath for Zhang Yifeng.

"Boy, die!"

Ye Bohu is the third master of Flame Hall, and is nicknamed Thunder Hand because his hands are as sharp as thunder.

Ye Bohu's awakened beast blood is the blood of the wild mantis, and his hands are like sickles, quick and accurate. It's a pity that in order to humiliate Zhang Yifeng, he didn't even transform into a beast.

On the opposite side, facing Ye Bohu's attack, Zhang Yifeng just stood there calmly, with a calm expression, as unmoving as a stone.

"Holy crap! Zhang Yifeng is actually motionless. Is he going to admit defeat? Or does he think he can block Ye Bohu's hands with his own body?"

"This Zhang Yifeng is too trusting. Doesn't he know that the strength of Senior Brother Ye Bohu's hands will suffer greatly even if he is the second young man in the Flame Hall without transforming? The strength of his hands is naturally stronger and belongs to the innate divine power. "

In the eyes of the spectators, although Ye Bohu has not transformed and is not in his strongest state, Zhang Yifeng has also not transformed. They do not believe that Ye Bohu's blow cannot cut Zhang Yifeng's skin!

"court death!"

In Ye Bohu's view, Zhang Yifeng's actions were undoubtedly seeking death.

Finally, Ye Bohu's hands wanted to touch Zhang Yifeng's body.

Bang bang bang.

There were several loud noises, and the true energy dispersed, throwing up a circle of smoke and dust.

All the disciples who were paying attention to the fight between the two looked at Yanchen with wide eyes, and they all breathed a sigh of relief for Zhang Yifeng.

After a while, the smoke dispersed, and a figure appeared in everyone's sight. He stood as straight as a pine tree.

This person is clearly Zhang Yifeng. There wasn't a single scratch on his body.

Wow!

All the audience were stunned and took a breath of cold air.

Zhang Yifeng actually didn't dodge, and really took Ye Bohu's attack with only his physical body.

"Take it...take it! Is...Zhang Yifeng a freak? It doesn't seem to be hurt at all."

In the circle, Ye Bohu was also stunned, looking at Zhang Yifeng in surprise, unable to believe his own eyes.

"Impossible, impossible! You must be wearing precious armor."

Soon, Ye Bohu found an excuse. The reason why Zhang Yifeng was able to withstand his blow with his body must be because he was wearing high-level inner armor.

As soon as his words came out, all the spectators suddenly realized: "Yes, inner armor, Zhang Yifeng must have worn inner armor." Other than this explanation, they could not believe that Zhang Yifeng's body could be so powerful. You know, Zhang Yifeng has not transformed.

Zhang Yifeng smiled contemptuously: "Inner armor? I, Zhang Yifeng, don't need these external objects. Although my body is not very strong, it is impossible to break it with your strength. You want to vent your anger for Jiang Wuwu? I'm sorry, You can't do it. The only thing you can do is fail. Because, with one punch, I will defeat you!"