Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng seemed to play better, but the rich man knew that this was not because Zhang Yifeng suddenly became stronger, but because he was already with the hammer and couldn't help himself. After hitting the last five hammers, Zhang Yifeng's meridians would all burst, and the dead could no longer die.

Zhang Yifeng also felt a huge crisis, because he could clearly feel that the seemingly not heavy hammer was constantly plundering all the power in his body!

Yes, it is plundering, not absorption anymore!

As if to plunder everything about him cleanly.

Just hitting two hammers, Zhang Yifeng felt a emptiness in his body, and he was unsteady in his standing. But he did not fall, his body was completely driven by the hammer!

He wanted to control the aura, and no longer flowed to the light hammer in his hand, but the light hammer seemed to have automatically established a cycle with his body. He didn't need to control it at all, and he could not control it!

"It's over, if this continues, I will definitely die!" Zhang Yifeng's thoughts turned sharply, and he blamed him for not being able to hold it for a while, and forcibly used the Seventh Hammer, and now it really caused an extinction.

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"Damn, you can't just wait to die. You must control it!".

At this time, he had already hit the eleventh hammer, as long as the next hammer hits, he will be cut off and die! Therefore, he must control this last hammer.

He can't die!

Finally, with the last hammer, Zhang Yifeng's body was involuntarily taken by the light hammer into the air.

Just when the two of Nan Xin thought that Zhang Yifeng was about to strike this final hammer, his body actually stopped.

Just like this, holding the light hammer high in both hands, he was still in the air, looking very strange and mysterious.

"Earth Hammer!"

After a while, a loud shout came from Zhang Yi's mouth, and the hammer in his hand suddenly dropped out, turning into a golden meteor and rushing toward the ground!

boom!

The sky was shaking, the dust was flying, and the entire yard was instantly shrouded in dust.

Nan Xin's eyes were quick and her hands were quick, she caught the rich man and flew back several feet. With the rich man's body, it was simply not enough to withstand such a powerful blow!

Is Zhang Yifeng dead? Such a thought arose in Nan Xin's heart.

After a few minutes, the smoke and dust finally disappeared, and a huge pothole appeared in the eyes of the two. But Zhang Yifeng has disappeared!

The rich old man sat depressed on the ground.

But Nan Xin seemed to hold the last glimmer of hope, and slowly came to the edge of the pothole.

When she saw the scene in the pothole, Nan Xin suddenly screamed.

"Father rich, come on, come and see!"

The old man dragged his heavy body to the side of the pothole, and then saw Zhang Yifeng in the pothole.

Zhang Yifeng's clothes had long been torn apart, and the blue veins on his body looked like ferocious dragons, which seemed to burst open. However, these meridians did not break after all. Zhang Yifeng's chest was up and down slightly.

"not dead!"

The rich man was pleasantly surprised, and Zhang Yifeng's vitality was not cut off. This is simply a miracle.

"Quickly, help him back to the room."

Upon hearing this, Nan Xin immediately jumped into the pit, held Zhang Yifeng in her arms, and began to look at Zhang Yifeng's body.

"He, how is he?" the old man asked nervously.

"Don't worry, old man rich, he just fell asleep."

Hearing this, the rich old man completely let go of his mind, but he was still shocked. The scene just now was simply too scary. Zhang Yifeng was still in the air like a **** child, and then dropped the hammer in his hand.

How did he do that?

As if to confirm Nan Xin's words, Zhang Yifeng suddenly reached out and hugged Nan Xin, his head still rubbing against Nan Xin's round double-peak. Of course, this was just Zhang Yifeng's subconscious action, not his deliberate wiping.

The rich man saw this scene and turned his head directly, as if nothing had happened. Nan Xin bit her lip with blushing face, the scene just now was ashamed!

"Well, Grandpa Fu, Brother Zhang seems to be very tired. I will take him back to rest first. When he recovers, I will bring him to see you again." Nan Xin said to Grandpa Fu. She was really embarrassed to stay here again. .

The rich man thought for a while, and then said: "Okay, take it back, remember, when he wakes up, come to me immediately."

"I will."

Nan Xin hugged Zhang Yifeng, and a few leaps disappeared.

Although Nan Xin is a female generation, she is a strong person in the wind-producing period after all, and holding a man is more than enough.

Nan Xin went out. The rich man looked at the broken sword in his hand, as if thinking about something. After a while, he took a sword again and walked out of the yard.

Outside the courtyard, warriors have gathered. At this moment, these warriors are very surprised. How did this sword break? Could anyone succeed? In doubt, the rich man walked out.

"Fu Lao, you are here, what's the matter with this sword? Did someone cut it off?"

The rich man's eyes were deep and authentic: "Someone just didn't believe that this sword could be cut off. I personally tried it with the sword in my hand."

When the sound fell, the rich man drew the broken sword that was stuck on the ground, and inserted the good sword in his hand into the soil again.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that the senior cut it off by himself."

"You guys continue."

The rich man waved at the crowd, he buckled and returned to the yard.

Qiang Qiang.

Then came the sound of the sword breaking, of course, it was not the rich man's sword that was broken.

The reason why the rich man re-inserted a sword was to reduce unnecessary trouble. If the warriors knew that someone had cut off the sword and was accepted as a disciple by him, his yard would definitely be very lively, and many people would want to win over Zhang Yifeng.

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South home.

In a room full of femininity, Zhang Yifeng lay on the bed and fell asleep deeply, while Nan Xin sat on the edge of the bed, watching Zhang Yifeng quietly. The picture of Zhang Yifeng standing in the air reverberated in her mind all the time. The picture was simply too illusory. He was like a son of God, unstoppable.

Nan Xin didn't know how Zhang Yifeng rose into the air and how to control that terrifying twelfth hammer.

In fact, Zhang Yifeng was able to survive completely by fluke.

When Zhang Yifeng swung the eighth hammer, he found that his body was completely out of control. It was the hammer that was driving his body, hitting Meteor Twelve with one hammer.

The situation was very critical at that time, even he himself felt that he was going to be sucked clean by the twelfth meteor hammer, especially when he was about to hit the twelfth hammer, his body was completely collapsed and he didn't have any strength.

When he felt that he was about to die from exhaustion, the roots of the tree of wisdom exudes a cool breath, making his head clear, and a set of hammer techniques flashed out of the sea of ​​his knowledge.

That was a powerful hammer technique he had obtained in the previous life.

It is called the Earth Hammer.