Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

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

The moment the silver needle entered his body, it sealed the raging magic power in his body.

"what happened?!"

The Wushuang Sect disciple cried out in surprise, and then felt numbness in his limbs, and he 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 towards the evil cultivators.

These silver needles also emitted a strange black light. It was obvious that the silver needles that stopped the Wushuang Sect disciples from self-destructing were made by him.

"Black Light, Silver Needle, are you from the Black Needle Sect?"

The leading evil cultivator looked at this man, a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

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

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

The evil young man holding the silver needle in his hand laughed, and then looked at the Wushuang sect disciple who was under control.

"I wonder if you guys could give this person to me?"

"I have long heard that the skills practiced by the Wushuang Sect's disciples have some strange abilities, and I have longed for them."

"It's just that I have never had the opportunity to capture a Wushuang Sect disciple and conduct a thorough study on him."

The evil young man looked at the evil cultivators with a smile and spoke in a calm tone.

The evil cultivator who was leading the group's pupils narrowed when he heard that, and a look of horror appeared on his face, as if he had thought of something terrible.

Knowing the terrifying nature of the Black Needle Sect, he swallowed his saliva and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Fellow Daoist, please do as you please. After all, you are just a disciple of the Wushuang Sect."

"There are still many Wushuang disciples here, let's find other people to attack."

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

"You are really considerate, fellow Daoist."

Seeing this, the evil young man narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

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

"There are so many of us, and he is just one person. Anyway, there are so many people around now, so even if..."

Not long after they walked out, one of the evil cultivators started talking about this matter with a puzzled look on his face.

But when the evil cultivator in charge heard it, he slapped him in the face.

"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."

"This Black Needle Sect is even more bizarre and terrifying than any other evil sect. The method they use is to use flying needles to assassinate you without you even realizing it."

"Don't even mention the few of us. Even if there were twice as many people, he wouldn't be able to kill them all."

"Moreover, these black needles have a special hobby, which is to torture monks in the name of research, no matter if they are evil monks or righteous monks."

"Once you fall into their hands, you will never be able to come back safely!"

After the evil cultivator in the lead said this, he did not forget to turn his head and glance at the strange young man who was looking at the disciple of Wushuang Sect behind him.

"Is it really so terrible?"

Suddenly, a voice came into his ears.

"Are you annoying? I've already told you, we can't afford to offend the Black Needle Sect!"

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

However, when he turned around, he saw that his younger brothers were all looking at him with confusion.

"Big, big brother, that's not what we asked just now."

After a few younger brothers looked at each other, one of them said tremblingly.

"what?"

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

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

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

When he came to his senses again, he saw that his brothers were kneeling on the ground, and his life or death was unknown.

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

"Sir, may I ask who you are?"

The evil cultivator who was in the lead swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and asked, 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 considered a guest of Wushuang Sect, and I cannot bear to see you evil cultivators acting recklessly here."

As the voice came to his ears, the leading evil cultivator suddenly showed a look of horror.

"Sir, please let me go. I will definitely leave immediately!"

The evil cultivator's body was shaking 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 fell to his knees 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 raised his head slightly and a tall figure was reflected in his gradually blurry eyes.

He has a handsome face and a calm expression, as if he is unmoved by anything.

"I never thought that Wushuang Sect actually has such a master."

With a feeling of unwillingness rising in his heart, the evil cultivator fainted along with his younger brother.

The one who knocked these people unconscious was Zhang Yifeng.

Previously, Zhang Yifeng was standing in the center of the battle formation and was able to see the overall situation.

Soon he noticed the disciple of Wushuang Sect who wanted to self-destruct in exchange for his life.

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

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

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

"Ok?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect was originally planning to retreat to the rear with the disciples from the Wushuang Sect.

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

Holding the Wushuang Sect disciple who was intending to self-destruct in his hand, he saw Zhang Yifeng walking towards him.

At the same time, he also noticed that behind Zhang Yifeng, the few evil people he had previously driven away were lying on the ground.

Seeing this, the young man from the Black Needle Gate's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes as 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 even more intense.

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

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

"I am not a member of Wushuang Sect. I just happened to be resting in Wushuang Sect for a while. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

"I have no interest in taking your lives. Please return the people in your hands to me."

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

"Hahahaha, once something comes into my hands, there is no such thing as returning it!"