Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"How is it possible? This arena was created by Yan Luomen with countless efforts. Not to mention the monks in the Great Luo Realm, even the strong ones in the Immortal King Realm are hard to destroy!" The monks in Yan Luomen were shocked.

Although they couldn't believe it, the scene in front of them proved that they were right.

"It's just the cultivation base of the Great Luo Realm. No matter how strong the cultivation base is, even the heir of a true dragon may not have such power!"

"And it shouldn't be. This kind of power is too extraordinary. Could it be that they already have the power to rival the Immortal King? But how is this possible? This is a power that has crossed two great realms!"

The middle-aged man beside Xuan Qizi also said in shock.

The scene in front of him has overturned his imagination.

At this moment, even Xuan Qizi was speechless, looking at the two figures in the field in shock.

He knew that Long Zi and Zhang Yifeng were both very strong, but he didn't expect that they were so strong that they could even beat Yan Luomen's ring.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came out, and the light curtain protecting the ring completely disintegrated at this moment.

And with the collapse of the arena, the formation that could restore the spirit and spiritual power of the monks was also destroyed at the same time.

Everyone present was speechless in astonishment.

"That dragon boy, what kind of power did he use? He forced the younger brother to even use the Sword of Severing God?" Yan Long also looked at him in shock.

The Excalibur Sword is the weapon of his master, master.

He also knew that Zhang Yifeng would never slash the Excalibur unless it was absolutely necessary.

On the other side, Long Aotian, the owner of the True Dragon Pavilion, also showed a look of shock.

I only heard him muttering to himself: "Is this the legendary Lord True Dragon from the ancient times?"

"The True Dragon Clan really has this kind of bloodline power, and they can show the power of that True Dragon Lord, presumably this is the power contained in the bloodline!"

Thinking of this, Long Aotian suddenly trembled all over, staring at the sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, non-stop.

He continued: "Isn't this the black dragon's sword? How could it be in the hands of this kid? And it can burst out with such a strong force, how can that sword be so strong? It can resist the real dragon in ancient times! "

At this time, Zhang Yifeng and Long Zi both stepped back in the arena.

Both Long Zi and Zhang Yifeng used power that did not belong to them.

Therefore, neither of them could bear this kind of force, and both of them were seriously injured!

"What kind of sword is this sword of yours? Why does it exert such a strong power?"

Long Zi asked in amazement, at this moment his body was covered with blood, showing nine colors, which was extremely strange.

"The Sword of the God of War!"

Zhang Yifeng responded lightly, his whole body was also covered in blood, and he did not know how many wounds there were.

At the same time, in his heart, he was no less surprised than Long Zi, and he was very shocked.

You know, this God of War sword can't even be resisted by a fairy, let alone a dragon who only has a Daluo realm.

However, what happened at this moment has exceeded his imagination and expectations, and Long Zi really resisted, and did not die under the Sword of Slaying God!

Could it be that the huge nine-colored dragon shadow just now is really the soul of the legendary real dragon?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but gasped.

The Dragon Clan is really extraordinary, they can actually summon the power of their ancestors, no wonder they can live forever!

At this moment, an old man from Yan Luomen flew here, looked at Long Zihe, then looked in front of Zhang Yifeng, showed a gratified smile, and said immediately.

"The two little friends are peerless geniuses in the realm of the immortals. I don't want to see you two killing each other. Can you give me some face and let it go? This battle will be considered a tie. The two little friends think How about it?"

Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, Long Zi pondered for a while, and then said: "Since the seniors have spoken, how dare the juniors refuse to follow? This battle will be considered a tie, Zhang Daoyou, how about it?"

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said: "In that case, it's all right to listen to you!"

Long Zi smiled, and left here without looking back.

"Thank you!"

The old man of Yan Luomen cupped his hands, then waved his hand, a ring appeared here again, and the old man carved the four characters with the number 68 on it through the void, and then he also left the ring.

Zhang Yifeng gritted his teeth, then flew onto the ring, and at the same time quickly took a elixir to restore his body to recover the aura he had just consumed as soon as possible.

The last blow just now not only caused him to be seriously injured, but also took most of his life source away!

Now it is time to recover.

Fortunately, the function of this arena was not restored, and a ray of light burst out in an instant, and began to repair Zhang Yifeng's injury, and at the same time restore his energy and spiritual power.

It's just that the source of life, the formation in this arena, cannot be recovered, so Zhang Yifeng has to rely on his own elixir to recover.

At this moment, Long Zi also returned to the second ring and began to recover himself.

Only then did the monks around react, and they couldn't help being shocked.

"This Longzi and Zhang Yifeng are both so strong, I'm afraid they are not weaker than that Wangxian from the Tianzong sect!"

"It's not just strong? Didn't you see that even the ring was broken? The elders of Yan Luomen have all appeared."

"They must have used power that surpasses that of the Immortal Lord! And it does not belong to their own power, otherwise, no matter how strong a monk in the Great Luo Realm is, they will not be able to do this!"

The monks around talked a lot, and most of them agreed with this conclusion.

Of course, this further proves the extraordinaryness of Zhang Yifeng and Longzi, which shocked many people.

Even the monks in the Immortal King Realm, if they want to trouble them, they have to weigh whether they can get out of their bodies!

Otherwise, if it is counter-killed, the fun will be great.

At this time, the battle between Wang Xian and Li Danyang had long since ended.

The final result was that Wang Xian's method was slightly superior, and Li Danyang was unfortunately defeated by Wang Xian.

However, it was not easy for Wang Xian to win, his clothes were covered with blood, some of his own, some of Li Danyang's.

At this moment, Wang Xian was sitting cross-legged on the ring, meditating and adjusting his breath, and using the power provided by the formation on the ring to restore his body.

Originally, he just glanced at the battle between Zhang Yifeng and Longzi, and didn't take it seriously.

But hearing everyone's discussion at this moment, Wang Xian couldn't help showing surprise, looked at Long Zi not far away, and then at Zhang Yifeng.

All of a sudden, the strength of the three of them left a deep impression on everyone.

Some monks who originally wanted to challenge Wang Xian or Long Zi's King of Hell also retreated one after another, not daring to provoke the three of them again.

In order not to know how to die in the end.

Not long after, Zhang Yifeng and others completely recovered.

"Genius of Tianzongmen, let me meet you for a while!"