Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

The evil cultivators knew that they would surely die if they followed Liehua's instructions, so the group of evil cultivators behind him had no intention of taking any action.

Liehua also felt something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and swept his fierce eyes over them one by one.

"Are you afraid of death? Then go die now!"

Liehua shouted coldly, and then two balls of fire rose from his palms, and were about to be thrown indiscriminately at the evil cultivators behind him.

Anyway, he will either die at the hands of Zhang Yifeng or be stabbed in the back by these evil cultivators.

In that case, he might as well take a few more lives with him into reincarnation before he dies.

"No, Master Liehua, we will do it."

Seeing a ball of fire condensing in Liehua's palm, the evil cultivators behind him all showed expressions of horror and hurriedly shouted to stop.

Liehua narrowed his eyes when he heard the voice, but still slowly dispersed the fireball in his palm.

Immediately, an evil cultivator reluctantly walked out from the crowd and injected his magic power into Liehua's body.

In an instant, the magic power in Liehua's body, which was almost dried up, became active again and absorbed the magic power injected by other evil cultivators.

"Boy, this time, let me see how you take it!"

Liehua laughed wildly, turned to look at Zhang Yifeng, and the fireballs in his palms condensed again.

And behind him, more and more evil cultivators joined the team to inject magic power.

The moment these magical powers entered Liehua's body, he added them to the fireballs in his palms.

Because of Liehua's unrestrained demands, the injured evil cultivator soon found it difficult to hold on and was forced to interrupt the transmission of mana.

The injuries in their bodies erupted, and with injuries compounded, these evil cultivators could not even hold on for a second before they died.

The evil cultivators who followed were terrified when they saw this scene.

But under the pressure from Liehua, he had no choice but to go forward and inject his magic power.

Of course, there were also many evil cultivators who were cunning and resisted Liehua's demands, only providing a small portion of their mana.

In the vast ocean of evil magical power, this small action is inconspicuous.

Even though Liehua had already noticed these people's little actions.

But he did not take these to heart. After all, in the face of the huge accumulation of magic power, it didn't matter whether these people tried their best or not.

The fireballs in Liehua's palms grew larger and larger, until they could no longer fit around him. Liehua simply raised the two fireballs above his head.

This time, the fireball condensed by Liehua through a group of cultivators was far larger than the previous fireball.

"enough!"

Liehua let out a low roar, and immediately a stream of energy with a scorching breath flew out from behind him, directly repelling the evil cultivators behind him.

Looking up at the two fireballs emitting a burning breath above his head, Liehua's eyes revealed a look of intoxication.

"It is this powerful force that is the truth behind all practices!"

"Boy, if you dare to humiliate me, only death awaits you!"

With an angry roar, Liehua's face showed a ferocious expression, and then he suddenly exerted force with both hands.

The two balls of fire above his head were squeezed and fused together.

The size of the fused fire group was twice as large as before, and the hot breath surged in all directions.

Liehua, who was standing under the fire, had a relaxed look on his face, as if he was enjoying it very much.

"Go, the real fire of annihilation, destroy all my enemies for me."

Liehua opened his arms, and the next moment, the fireball above his head spewed out a fire snake that rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.

Looking at the fire snake attacking him, Zhang Yifeng remained calm. He raised his hand and slashed the fire snake in half with a flash of sword.

However, this was just a feint. Behind the sky-high flames produced by the explosion of the fire snake was a huge fireball that was rushing towards him.

The noise caused by this ball of fire was so great that even Tian Chenzi, who was in the sword formation, felt for a moment a terrifying aura coming towards the sword formation.

Tian Chenzi's heart suddenly trembled. As his eyes moved slightly, he raised his hand and a light curtain formed in front of him.

What was revealed in the light curtain was the situation outside the sword formation.

"This is……"

Tian Chenzi's pupils shrank, and he immediately noticed Zhang Yifeng standing outside the sword formation with a sword in his hand.

And the huge ball of fire that was constantly attacking Zhang Yifeng, trying to destroy him and the sword formation together.

"Oh no! Zhang Xiaoyou is in danger!"

Tian Chenzi shouted in a serious voice, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes as he clenched his fists.

"Uncle Tianchenzi, we can't abandon Senior Zhang!"

Wang Su, who was standing next to Tian Chenzi, could also see the scene on the light curtain clearly at this time.

Even through the light curtain, he could still feel the terrifying energy filling the fireball.

If Zhang Yifeng really took this blow, it would be lucky if he was not seriously injured!

Hearing Wang Su's loud shout, many disciples in the sword formation immediately looked over and noticed the scene in the light curtain.

In the sword formation, all the disciples who had been rescued by Zhang Yifeng immediately recognized this benefactor who had saved their lives at the hands of the evil cultivator.

Seeing their savior in trouble, they all had solemn expressions on their faces.

“I still hope that Master Tianchenzi can help me out!”

For a moment, the disciples in the field bowed and saluted, looking at Tian Chenzi with eyes full of desire.

Facing the eager gazes of many disciples, Tian Chenzi couldn't help but grit his teeth, still feeling a little undecided.

"Master, Brother Zhang also saved my life before, please help me."

"No matter what the outcome is, at least it proves that we never back down when our friends need help."

Finally, another voice sounded beside Tian Chenzi.

The person was Qingshuang, who had been saved twice by Zhang Yifeng. She was standing beside Tian Chenzi at this time and spoke solemnly.

Hearing his most precious disciple speak, Tian Chenzi's hesitation completely disappeared.

Looking up at the determined disciples in the field, Tian Chenzi made a decision in his heart.

"I see. It seems that I am old after all. I am not as tough as you little guys."

"Since everyone has no objection to this, let's let these evil cultivators see the strength of our Wushuang Sect today!"

Tian Chenzi let out a low shout, then he made some hand gestures, his fingertips dancing continuously.

A faint green light condensed from Tian Chenzi's palm, and then with a finger from Tian Chenzi, the light flew into the center of the sword formation.

Instantly, the entire sword formation began to shake continuously, and an invisible suction force suddenly appeared.

The disciples of Wushuang Sect in the sword formation did not hesitate at all and took the initiative to pour their magic power into the sword formation.

Different from the evil cultivators, the disciples of Wushuang Sect act completely on their own initiative.

Therefore, the speed at which the sword formation absorbed magic power, under orderly conditions, far exceeded that of the evil cultivators.

In just a few moments, the sword formation absorbed enough magic power.

The sword formation trembled suddenly, and a jade-white sword suddenly appeared above the sword formation.