Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"It's really full of sinful stuff."

Before the Blood Demon could make a move, Zhang Yifeng looked at the blood-red spear in his hand and spoke with disgust on his face.

That’s right, the person who just spoke out to interfere with the Blood Demon and took the opportunity to save Wang Su was Zhang Yifeng.

"You must have killed a lot of people to refine this evil thing."

Slowly putting down the blood-red spear in his hand, Zhang Yifeng looked at the Blood Demon with cold eyes.

"Hmm? That's all you have to say?"

The Blood Demon frowned, as if he didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to say such words.

After all, whether it is the righteous path or the evil path, no one cares much about the lives of mortals.

In the eyes of the Blood Demon, the righteous path killing evil monks in the name of protecting mortals and slaying demons is just a way to flatter themselves.

Anyway, in their eyes, mortals are nothing more than a group of tools that can be recycled.

Even if all the people in a village were killed by them, after a few years, a group of mortals would gather in that place again.

But for the monks, a few years passed in the blink of an eye.

This is why the Blood Demon was surprised that Zhang Yifeng could say such words.

"Why, are you the kind of guy who cares about the lives of mortals?"

"Hahaha, this is ridiculous. I never thought there would be a fool like you in the Qinghuang Realm."

The Blood Demon looked at Zhang Yifeng with a strange expression, and then suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes full of sarcasm.

However, in the face of his wild laughter and sarcasm, Zhang Yifeng looked at him without changing his expression.

"It seems that I can only assume that you did so."

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly, then continued speaking to himself.

"Boy, are you ignoring me?!"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng like this, the Blood Demon suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

As a deacon of the Blood Robe Sect, even if he is not as good as Liehua and the others, the Blood Demon's arrogance will never allow him to be underestimated by an unknown person.

"From your appearance, you are not a Wushuang disciple. Why are you getting involved in this mess?"

However, the Blood Demon still had no intention of exploding. Even though he had just made sarcastic remarks, he had no intention of taking action first.

After all, he could see that the other party was not from the Wushuang Sect.

Moreover, since the opponent was able to take over his Blood Demon Spear, it was obvious that he did have some strength.

In the current situation, it is best not to provoke this kind of enemy.

It would be best to persuade him to leave directly and not let him get involved in the war of Wushuang Sect.

"No need to say more, I promised a friend that the Wushuangmen's business is my business!"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled and shook his head, then stood still and hooked his finger at the Blood Demon.

"Come on, let me see what you are capable of."

"If you can hurt even a hair on my head within three moves, I will kill myself here today."

Zhang Yifeng spoke in a calm voice, but an astonishing momentum burst out and crashed into the Blood Demon head-on.

Feeling this astonishing momentum, the Blood Demon unconsciously took a step back.

After staring in astonishment for a while, the Blood Demon's mouth suddenly twitched, and a dark red light filled his entire pupil.

"Boy, how dare you look down on me?!"

With a roar, the blood energy accumulated in the Blood Demon's body broke out of his body and instantly condensed into a blood-colored demonic shadow behind him.

The Blood Demon himself showed a strange vision, with several bloody scars suddenly appearing on his face.

Violent blood energy swept out, and the bloody demon shadow behind him was waving his bloody arms and smashing the surroundings continuously.

“It’s not an understatement, it’s a fact.”

Facing such a strange blood demon, Zhang Yifeng's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.

It was as if it was true, just as he said.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

"Okay, today I, the Blood Demon, will let you see what the magical powers of my Blood Robe Sect can do!"

The Blood Demon roared with a ferocious look and clenched his palms hard.

"Don't think that just because you are a physical cultivator, the magical powers of my Blood Robe Sect are useless to you."

"On the contrary, the magical powers of the Blood Robe Sect are specifically designed to deal with physical cultivators like you!"

A hint of madness flashed in the blood demon's dark red eyes.

As mentioned before, the Blood Demon Spear of the Blood Robe Sect has an extremely strong suppressive effect on cultivators.

But in fact, this magical power itself is used to deal with physical cultivators.

It’s just because physical cultivators are not good at magic power, so if they are stabbed by the Blood Demon Spear, it won’t cause much impact.

But the Blood Demon Spear's real killing move against physical cultivators is that it can contaminate the physical cultivator's body.

Physical cultivators specialize in building a strong body, but the Blood Demon Spear can pollute their blood and forcibly suppress the strength of physical cultivators.

Once the blood in the body is polluted, no matter how powerful the physical cultivator is, it will be difficult to exert his strength.

This is also why when facing Zhang Yifeng, the Blood Demon always looked confident of victory.

As the Blood Demon clenched his fist tightly, Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt that the blood-colored spear in his hand was melting in his palm.

The spear turned into sticky dark red blood and drilled into his skin like a leech, trying to penetrate into Zhang Yifeng's body.

"Hahaha, the filthy blood of the Blood Demon Spear is specially used to break the so-called golden bodies of you physical cultivators!"

"No matter how strong your body is, you will not be able to escape once you are entangled in this foul blood!"

The Blood Demon laughed strangely and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a playful look in his eyes.

"You want me to hurt you within three moves?"

"I don't think it's necessary to go through so much trouble. I'll kill you now!"

Seeing the Blood Demon's Spear taking effect, the Blood Demon's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

After a low growl, the Blood Demon stomped his feet and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng with the bloody demon shadow behind him.

As the saying goes, "strike while you're weak" if you're weak. The Blood Demon didn't want any sudden changes, so the right thing to do was to kill Zhang Yifeng as soon as possible.

The terrifying blood-red demon shadow behind him was waving its arms wildly, and its sharp claws were grabbing straight towards Zhang Yifeng, ready to tear him in half on the spot.

"Friend Daoist Zhang!"

Wang Su, who was rescued by Zhang Yifeng, saw that Zhang Yifeng was about to encounter danger, and a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

After saying this, he struggled to stand up, and grasped the slightly illusory red sword in his palm.

The sword he had just wielded was shattered into pieces after colliding with the blood-red spear.

Now Wang Su was also trying his best to summon out the sword intent.

Holding the red divine sword in his hand, Wang Su was about to rush forward and risk his own life to stop the blood demon for Zhang Yifeng.

However, before he could walk out, a hand was already on his shoulder.

Wang Su turned around in surprise and saw that Lu Shuang had come to his side without him knowing when.

"Junior Brother Lu, this place is dangerous, go back quickly!"

Wang Su didn't have time to think too much, nor did he ask Lu Shuang why he stopped him. He just shouted at him nervously.

"Brother Wang Su, thank you for your concern, but I will be fine."

"After all, someone promised to protect me."

Lu Shuang smiled slightly, looking at Zhang Yifeng's back in front of him, an indescribable look flashed in his eyes.