Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Evil demons and heretics are to be killed by everyone. Even if you give me more things, it can't make up for the difference between good and evil!"

Zhang Yifeng looked coldly at the demon in front of him and shouted loudly.

Looking at Zhang Yifeng with a determined face, a trance flashed in the devil's eyes, but he quickly suppressed this look.

"Oh, no wonder, you really look so much like him."

"There is no such thing as good and evil in this world. It's just the difference between the strong and the weak."

"Do you think you can beat me just by following the right path? The right path is not necessarily strong, and the evil path is not necessarily weak!"

The devil raised his head and laughed wildly, and the demonic power he exuded instantly rushed straight into the sky, and countless dark clouds were immediately attracted by this evil energy.

Under the dark clouds that covered the sky, the entire Hanging Hill Island was plunged into darkness.

"No matter how arrogant you are, I only trust the two swords in my hands."

Facing this overwhelming demonic power, Zhang Yifeng showed no fear at all and spoke in a calm voice.

"Okay, then let me see what you can do!"

"You haven't even reached the Immortal Venerable level, do you still think you can be my opponent?"

The devil laughed wildly and soared into the sky. The rolling demonic energy gathered on his hands and condensed into a spear.

Although the Demon God verbally disdained Zhang Yifeng's cultivation, looking at his appearance one could tell that he was actually very afraid of Zhang Yifeng's fighting ability.

When he dealt with Su Yunshan and Lu Shuang before, he was still confident that he could defeat them with his bare hands.

But when facing Zhang Yifeng, the demon god immediately took out his weapons and prepared for battle.

"Enough of the nonsense time, let's fight!"

Zhang Yifeng let out a low shout, casually returned the Demon-Slaying Trident to Su Yunshan, and rushed straight towards the Demon God with his two swords raised.

With the power of the Demon God, the Demon-Slaying Trident has no effect on him.

In the next battle, the only thing Zhang Yifeng can rely on is his own hard power.

The idle chat ended here, and Zhang Yifeng and the demon god suddenly clashed in the air.

Ordinary people could not see clearly the battle between the two men. They could only hear the sound of weapons clashing and the afterimages flashing in the air.

"Is it too much of a stretch after all?"

Lu Shuang sat cross-legged on the ground, trying hard to recover from his injuries and his magic power.

Although he had suppressed most of his injuries, he was still unable to fight against an ancient powerful being like the Demon God.

If he were in his prime, he would definitely be able to join Zhang Yifeng in the battle.

"Just focus on recovery. Since you don't want to hold others back, then work hard to improve yourself."

Su Yunshan spoke calmly, but his tone towards Lu Shuang was not as vigilant as it was at the beginning.

I don’t know whether he knew Lu Shuang’s true intention or because of Zhang Yifeng’s arrival, he relaxed his vigilance.

In mid-air, after many fierce battles, neither Zhang Yifeng nor the demon could do anything to the other.

With the two swords in his hands, Zhang Yifeng was not at all inferior to the devil.

The demon god, relying on the endless supply of evil energy, was not afraid of Zhang Yifeng's consumption and fought him head-on.

"Oh, you made such a bold statement earlier, I thought you were capable of something."

"Now I just need to keep up this rhythm, and the mana in your body will naturally be consumed completely."

The devil sneered and raised his hand, and a magic dragon pounced towards Zhang Yifeng and bit him.

Zhang Yifeng swung his sword to cut off the attacking dragon, but his face showed a calm expression.

What the demon said was easy to understand. Just like what he did to Su Yunshan and Lu Shuang before, he also wanted to use a war of attrition to wear down Zhang Yifeng's physical strength and magic power.

"Really? But you should have felt your strength weakening just now."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and looked at the demon god deeply.

Hearing this, the demon's heart trembled, but soon returned to normal.

"Oh, you are right in front of me now, why should I worry?"

"You alone can at best save a few useless civilians on this island."

"But there are so many people on this island. Do you think you can save them all by yourself?"

After the demon god finished speaking, he raised his head and laughed. Since Zhang Yifeng appeared, the phenomenon of power decline has never happened again.

Obviously, it was Zhang Yifeng who came here and rescued several civilians before, so the Demon God didn't need to worry about anything.

"Oh? Are you sure?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng just smiled disapprovingly and said meaningfully.

"What do you mean!"

The demon god sensed something strange and immediately frowned and shouted.

"It's indeed difficult for me to save all the people on this island by myself, but I never do anything without confidence."

After saying this calmly, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and a ball of golden light in his palm exploded straight into the sky.

The dazzling golden light dispersed the dark clouds above, and the sunlight from the horizon returned to the Hanging Hill Island.

Under the light of morning light, the demon suddenly felt that the evil energy in his body was like a floodgate opening, constantly disappearing from his body.

"You, what did you do!"

The demon god let out a low growl and quickly sensed the demon soldiers he had released earlier to cause trouble.

However, according to his perception, he found that these demon soldiers were dying at a very fast speed.

With the help of the eyes of those demon soldiers who had not yet died, the demon god saw clearly who was causing trouble.

In the city on Hanging Hill Island, the demon soldiers who had been causing chaos were now being hunted down in large numbers.

Countless arrows flew out from the darkness and hit their heads accurately.

As the demon soldiers were killed one by one, the people who were in dire straits were naturally safe.

No longer feeling fear, these islanders naturally would no longer utter wails to provide evil energy to the devil.

The demon at this moment was like a deflated ball. Just as easily as he had absorbed the evil energy before, his strength dissipated just as quickly now.

Soon, only the tiny bit of demonic energy that had taken over Prince Tianren's body at the beginning and Prince Tianren's own magic power remained.

"Hahaha, okay, I underestimated you and that guy Taiwu."

"This old man won't rest in peace even if he dies. He wants to plot against me again."

"In that case, you win this time."

Faced with this situation, the demon's expression changed several times, and finally he burst into laughter.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you win or not."

Zhang Yifeng looked at the demon with indifferent eyes, and a long sword of condensed light slowly emerged in his palm.

"Come on, even if I only use this man's body, I am still the God of All Demons."

The demon god laughed and waved to Zhang Yifeng who was holding a lightsaber.

"As expected of an ancient demon god, this kind of spirit is truly extraordinary."

Lu Shuang, who was sitting cross-legged to rest, slowly stood up and stared at the demon god standing upright in the air.

Su Yunshan on the side also nodded slightly.

Although they are enemies, their courage is indeed worthy of praise.

"cut!"

Zhang Yifeng let out a low roar and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of the Demon God.

The imperial weapon, which had not yet taken shape, glowed in his hand, and he slashed it down with an unbelievable speed.