Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Boy, how dare you?!"

The red-haired young man looked at the bloody knife gradually melting in Zhang Yifeng's hand and couldn't help roaring.

But the red-haired young man only dared to yell at Zhang Yifeng. Now that the bloody knife was destroyed in Zhang Yifeng's hands, he had no courage to attack Zhang Yifeng.

The Blood Evil Sect's methods were all about weapons. Once the blood knife was destroyed, the red-haired young man lost most of his strength.

How could he, who was not Zhang Yifeng's opponent, choose to fight Zhang Yifeng at this moment?

A look of resentment flashed in his eyes. After the blood knife was destroyed, he would inevitably be severely punished by the sect leader when he returned to the Blood Evil Sect.

But what is more important now is his own personal safety, and the red-haired young man has already decided to retreat.

Taking a deep breath, the red-haired young man said fiercely to Zhang Yifeng.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant. Now I'll give you a chance to leave as soon as possible, otherwise our Blood Evil Sect will never let you go!"

The red-haired young man spoke verbally, but in fact he had already moved backwards, preparing to use secret techniques to escape from this place.

However, how could Zhang Yifeng let him leave so easily? It was obvious at a glance that the red-haired young man wanted to divert his attention.

With a cold snort, Zhang Yifeng locked his eyes tightly with the red-haired young man's eyes.

"Do you think you can still escape? You're talking nonsense."

After a faint cry, the red-haired young man ignored what Zhang Yifeng said, a blood mist burst out from under his feet, and he prepared to use Blood Escape to escape.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng was about to activate the formation he had deployed to block it, but unexpectedly there was a sudden violent vibration under the glacier.

At the same time, a mysterious energy surged out from under the glacier.

This energy instantly swept through the entire glacier, suppressing everyone on the glacier. The red-haired young man had no time to use his blood escape, and was sealed in place.

"what happened!"

"What's going on? Help!"

Shouts of surprise came from the mouths of the monks whose limbs were sealed. As the surface of the glacier continued to tremble, cracks gradually opened in the thick ice.

As the gap expanded, dark red mist climbed out of it and gradually took shape.

A steady stream of blood mist gradually enveloped the entire glacier, and everyone was trapped in this blood mist.

Suddenly, a cry of pain came, and Zhang Yifeng used his keen perception to realize that something was wrong with the group of monks.

But now that blood mist is everywhere, Zhang Yifeng's consciousness cannot unfold at all in this blood mist, and he can only rely on his most primitive perception to listen.

"Damn it, whatever the hell you are, get out of here!"

"No, no, stay away from me!"

There were screams of surprise, and it sounded like something was attacking them.

Moreover, the voices of these monks became increasingly decadent and weak, and it was obvious that something was sucking their life force.

The look in his eyes became increasingly alert. Zhang Yifeng was a little confused about the situation now and could only wait and see what would happen.

Furthermore, it seems that the people who attacked the monks have not yet had murderous intentions, and there is still a chance to relax, allowing Zhang Yifeng to understand the current situation.

As his thoughts raced in his heart, Zhang Yifeng suddenly heard a cry of surprise coming from beside him. It came from the red-haired young man who was also trapped in the blood mist.

"What the hell!"

Zhang Yifeng frowned upon hearing this. Since the blood mist came up from under the glacier, it must be related to the mastermind behind the Headless God.

But didn't the red-haired young man have some connection with the mastermind behind the scenes? Why did he still attack him? Could it be that he became angry after he messed up the plan?

A look of confusion flashed in his eyes. Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and held the rapier in front of him, looking around with a vigilant expression.

To Zhang Yifeng's expectation, the person behind the scenes did not take action against Zhang Yifeng, only the wailing of monks in the distance could be heard.

Suddenly, a crackling sound of ice breaking came from the center of the glacier, which was just within Zhang Yifeng's field of vision.

Turning around, he saw that the ice in the center of the glacier was rapidly breaking. A bloody ball lifted off the ice and rushed towards the red-haired young man beside him.

Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank when he saw this, and he rushed quickly with a rapier in hand, but he was still a step too slow.

By the time Zhang Yifeng came to the red-haired young man, the ball had already penetrated deep into the red-haired young man's eyebrows and disappeared without a trace.

Sweeping the thin sword, Zhang Yifeng looked at the red-haired young man with a solemn expression. At this moment, he had no breath at all and was no different from a dead person.

The round bead entered the center of the red-haired young man's eyebrows and within a few breaths, the red-haired young man opened his eyes again, but there was no life in his eyes.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to have such strength and be able to push this kid to such an extreme."

The red-haired young man sneered emotionlessly, staring at Zhang Yifeng with lifeless eyes.

"Are you the guy who calls himself the headless god?"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes were microscopic, he raised the thin sword in his hand slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"Me? You can think of me as me, it doesn't make any difference anyway."

The red-haired young man answered Zhang Yifeng calmly, opened his hands and moved his body twice.

I saw the red-haired young man clenching his fists hard, and the next moment the blood mist covering the entire glacier rushed toward him, wrapping the red-haired young man inside.

The blood mist formed a giant egg, protecting the red-haired young man inside. From the outside, no flaws could be found.

Zhang Yifeng was not in a hurry to take action, but quietly watched what tricks the red-haired young man was planning to do.

Under Zhang Yifeng's gaze, the dome formed by the blood mist gradually became thin and transparent. As a pair of hands and feet penetrated the dome, the red-haired young man appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng again.

It's just that the appearance of the red-haired young man has changed dramatically. His fiery red hair has turned into a full head of silver hair, which is scattered around his shoulders.

His face has also changed, it is more feminine than before, there is a red lotus mark between his eyebrows, and there is a touch of life on his body.

"This look suits me better."

The red-haired young man, whose appearance had changed drastically, looked at his fair and slender body with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his face.

"But the top priority is to get rid of you first."

"Boy, remember that the person who killed you is Yin Jiu!"

A cold look flashed across Yin Jiu's face. He raised his hand and waved the blood mist, and a simple-looking long sword formed in his hand, charging towards Zhang Yifeng.

"interesting."

Looking at the afterimages of Yin Jiu rushing towards him, Zhang Yifeng showed a little bit of interest on his face.

This Yin Jiu's movements are crisp and his fighting skills are completely different from those of the people in this world. He should be the ancient monk hiding behind the scenes.

"Come and fight!"

With a low shout, Zhang Yifeng raised his rapier and rushed towards Yinjiu. The two figures burst out at extremely fast speeds, and afterimages continued to cross the ice.

After only a few breaths of fighting, Zhang Yifeng and Yin Jiu each passed hundreds of sword moves, but neither could do anything to the other, so they could only fight in a draw.

The two figures flew back a dozen steps from the battlefield and stopped in place.