Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Hahaha, brother, this kid has gone crazy!"

When the middle-aged man with a mustache heard Zhang Yifeng's cold words, a teasing look appeared on his face.

"Humph, he is probably just a little monk who came from nowhere. I'm afraid he has never heard of the reputation of my Death Blade."

"Boy, bring me your gains in the small world and the beauties on your flying boat, and I will spare your life."

The bald man looked down at Zhang Yifeng and shouted in a rather arrogant tone.

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked up at him.

"Death Sword? I've never heard of this name."

With one hand behind his back, Zhang Yifeng looked at him arrogantly and said.

Hearing the contempt in Zhang Yifeng's tone, the bald man who called himself Death Blade had veins bulging on his forehead.

"Good boy, it seems that you are determined to seek death."

"In that case, there's no need to keep you here!"

The bald man shouted loudly, drew the golden knife from his waist, and was about to kill Zhang Yifeng.

"Wait, big brother, you don't need to personally deal with such a small character, let us do it."

The monk with a mustache quickly spoke up to stop the bald man. He would not miss such an opportunity to show himself.

"Well, hehe, then I'll leave it to you guys to handle."

After being stopped, the bald man thought about it and felt that his action was too cheap, so he nodded.

"Don't worry, big brother, leave it to me!"

"Brothers, kill these bastards for me. Kill all the men and capture the women!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache patted his chest proudly and then shouted.

"Ow!"

The dozens of monks around growled when they heard this, and immediately rushed towards the flying boat.

On the flying boat, Su Zhirou had already come to Zhang Yifeng's side.

"Yifeng, do you need me to help?"

A hint of disgust flashed across Su Zhi's beautiful eyes. She had always been disgusted with those evil people who liked to kill without reason and rob others.

"No need. We just happened to use them to try out the things that Lu Shang gave us."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, then turned and winked at Xuanyuan Li and Ji Dali.

The two of them immediately understood what was going on and came to the two sides of the deck, uncovering two objects that had been covered with black cloth.

These two things turned out to be the unique naval guns of the Tianyu Empire's warships.

In order to express his gratitude to Zhang Yifeng, Lu Shang specially installed two naval guns for their flying boat.

These two naval guns are the latest products of the Tianyu Empire. They are extremely powerful and were built by skilled craftsmen.

"what?"

The middle-aged man with a mustache had never seen this naval gun before. Looking at the black muzzle, he couldn't help but frowned.

However, the next second, Xuanyuan Li and Ji Dali each injected their magic power into the ship's cannon.

With a loud bang, light cannons blasted out from the sky, directly blasting dozens of monks who were nearby to pieces on the spot.

Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and rolled up the silk thread, then he collected all the storage rings of these monks.

"Wha, what?!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache stared in amazement at the balls of light exploding in front of him. The people they brought were instantly buried in those light cannons.

The middle-aged man with a mustache, who was trembling slightly, turned to look at the bald man behind him.

"Big, big brother..."

He swallowed and didn't know what to say for a long time. He was shocked by the scene before him.

"Good boy, no wonder you are so arrogant. It seems that this is the treasure you got in this small world."

"But with this dead thing, we can still deal with these trash."

"Facing me, the Death Blade Wang Zhong, you have no chance of survival!"

The bald man roared fearlessly, then suddenly pulled out the golden knife in his hand.

The red blood light condensed on the blade, and then pressed heavily towards Zhang Yifeng and others below.

"Howl in pain under my fatal knife!"

The sword light formed by the blood-red light rushed down, and was about to cut off the flying boat where Zhang Yifeng was.

"Some strength."

Zhang Yifeng looked up indifferently, looking at the sword light that was about to fall from the sky.

The next moment, a sword light shot up into the sky without warning and directly shattered the blade light.

The sword light continued to move forward, heading straight towards the bald man in the air.

"Varied……"

Before he could finish his sentence, the dazzling sword light pierced through his body.

The exploding sword marks quickly covered the bald man's body, cutting him into countless pieces.

Blood rain burst out, splashing directly onto the face of the middle-aged man with a mustache next to him.

Feeling the sticky touch on his face and the fishy smell coming towards him, the middle-aged man with a mustache was shaking all over.

Before he could come to his senses, a powerful suction force suddenly came from the flying boat.

But in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man with a mustache appeared on the flying boat.

Zhang Yifeng looked at him indifferently, waved his hand, and a ray of light washed away the blood on his body.

It’s not that Zhang Yifeng felt sorry for him, but he didn’t want the blood on this guy to dirty the flying boat.

"Please, please spare my life, sir!"

"All of this was planned by that fatal swordsman Wang Zhong. It has nothing to do with me!"

It took a long time for the middle-aged man with a mustache to come to his senses. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged Zhang Yifeng for mercy with tears and snot.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"If I really wanted to kill you with my ability, you wouldn't be alive today."

Zhang Yifeng put one hand behind his back and looked coldly at the middle-aged man with a mustache.

"That's great! I'm willing to work like a slave for you, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man with a mustache thought that Zhang Yifeng wanted to keep him as a servant, so he quickly knelt down, kowtowed and shouted.

"Oh, I don't need someone like you to work like a slave for me."

"I see that you don't have much blood on you. You are just relying on the power of others to bully others."

"I have only one purpose for keeping you here. This small world is where the natural emperor Su Yunshan protects him."

“You just need to spread the message.”

Zhang Yifeng looked at the middle-aged man with a mustache coldly.

"Heaven, born emperor?"

The pupils of the middle-aged man with a mustache constricted, and for a moment he even forgot to kowtow and beg for mercy.

That was a name that could only be heard occasionally in rumors. They were so bold as to dare to wait here for the natural emperor.

"I am so blind and have offended you!"

"I will do my best to spread the news that this place is blessed by the Heavenly Emperor."

The middle-aged man with a mustache lowered his head and spoke in a trembling voice.

"get out."

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng knew that this guy was so scared that he dared not disobey his orders.

"Thank you very much for sparing my life!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache kowtowed several times to Zhang Yifeng, then flew up in panic and flew away.

I'm afraid I'll never dare come back here again in my life.