Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng's speed is even faster, and the young man can't catch Zhang Yifeng's movement now.

In an instant, Zhang Yifeng's figure appeared in front of the young man, and he punched again.

Zhang Yifeng didn't have any hidden intentions, he was just ready to test again how far he was from the youth's strength.

"A senseless temptation!"

The young man shouted proudly and punched out again, followed by a sound explosion that was intertwined with Zhang Yifeng's fist.

Just at the moment of contact, Zhang Yifeng's sudden increase in strength made the young man's face become embarrassed.

The blood power in his body was mobilized again, and the young man's whole body was covered with blood. The power of his fist once again overwhelmed Zhang Yifeng.

Only this time, Zhang Yifeng refused to give in and detonated a golden hole again, crushing the young man with force again.

"you……"

Before the young man could finish speaking, Zhang Yifeng punched the young man directly through the chest, sending him flying against the wall.

This time it was the young man's turn to be embedded in the wall.

After a successful blow, Zhang Yifeng did not show excitement on his face. Instead, he looked at the young man embedded in the wall with great vigilance.

"Hey, kid, you are indeed very strong, but you don't seem to know why the Blood God is called the Blood God."

Dark laughter rang out, and the young man broke free from the wall and landed on the ground.

At the same time, the wound on the young man's chest that was originally punched by Zhang Yifeng was also recovering quickly.

"The so-called Blood God is an immortal existence. No matter you are a human or a demon, you cannot kill me!"

The young man spoke arrogantly and let out wanton laughter.

"Is it?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and said noncommittally.

"Of course, how can you losers know the wonders of the Blood God!"

The young man shouted angrily and was about to continue scolding Zhang Yifeng when suddenly Zhang Yifeng came to him again and punched through the young man's heart.

"I've already said that the Blood God is immortal, so don't waste your efforts..."

Before the young man could finish speaking, Zhang Yifeng punched the young man in the head again.

One punch after another, Zhang Yifeng was like a tireless machine.

Each punch was harder than the last, and each punch was faster than the last. The dense net of punches hit the young man in the air.

"I told you, you can't hurt me."

The young man's ridicule came intermittently. Whenever his head recovered, Zhang Yifeng would deliberately add a punch.

Even so, the young man still relied on his intermittent voice to say what he wanted to say.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's fierce appearance, the two Chaoyang Sect monks on the side swallowed their saliva.

With such a terrifying punch, they would probably be killed by Zhang Yifeng the moment they came into contact.

Suddenly, the young man stopped laughing at Zhang Yifeng.

"Huh? What's going on!"

The young man was horrified to find that his physical body's recovery speed was gradually slowing down, and at the same time, a slight feeling of pain began to feel.

"It's impossible. The Blood God is invincible and the Blood God is immortal. How is it possible?"

The young man finally panicked and muttered to himself in fear and unwillingness.

It's just that Zhang Yifeng is like a ruthless boxing machine, without stopping at all, and his fists continue to penetrate the young man's body.

"Spare me, please let me go, I won't dare to do it again."

"As long as you let me go, I can be your cow and horse for the rest of my life, and I am willing to be your dog for the rest of my life."

The young man said to Zhang Yifeng in panic, but Zhang Yifeng still punched continuously with a cold expression, like a human boxing machine.

At the same time, the youth's recovery speed is also slowing down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, as the first drop of blood fell from his body, the young man's eyes became frightened, and a strong sense of pain came from the wound.

"No, I don't want to die, I am the Blood God, I am God!"

The young man struggled to escape from Zhang Yifeng's dense boxing net, but it was to no avail. At most, it only allowed Zhang Yifeng to hit more places.

Finally, after Zhang Yifeng's fist penetrated the young man's heart and head, the young man no longer had any ability to recover and was completely paralyzed under Zhang Yifeng's fist.

Suddenly, a blood shadow emerged from the young man's body and headed towards Ouyang Zi behind Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng sneered when he saw this, and was about to turn around and catch Xueying.

The two Chaoyang Sect monks on the side had a flash of blood in their hands, and a large bloody net directly controlled the blood shadow on the ground.

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows when he saw this and looked at the two of them.

"Hey, sir, don't worry. This is specially designed to deal with the Blood Shadow Technique. As long as he gets entangled in this net, he can't even think about running away!"

The two Chaoyang faction continued to look at Zhang Yifeng with fawning expressions. They had already made up their minds just now.

The young people obviously couldn't stand it anymore. If they didn't show their loyalty again, they might be liquidated by Zhang Yifeng afterwards.

"Your Majesty is so powerful that we are both convinced and willing to follow you from now on!"

The two Chaoyang Sect monks knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Yifeng respectfully, looking loyal.

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows when he saw this. After he was sure to kill the young man just now, there was no need to keep these two guys.

But now seeing the clever looks of these two guys, Zhang Yifeng has a change of heart.

It just so happened that he was now in the fairy world, with no one to rely on except Zhishen, so he accepted these two people as intelligence agents for the time being.

Xueying's skills are extremely weird, and he can seize the body invisibly. He is indeed an expert at gathering intelligence.

It's still unknown where He Jiaoya and the others are, so they can just let them collect information for themselves.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yifeng nodded and accepted their surrender.

Walking to the blood net, Zhang Yifeng picked up the blood net, looked at the blood shadow caught inside, and slowly stretched out his big hand to cover the blood shadow's head.

After activating the soul search technique, memories were suddenly transmitted into Zhang Yifeng's mind.

After eliminating unnecessary memories, Zhang Yifeng used this person's memory to identify the real culprit behind this incident.

"Master of the Chaoyang Sect? I really didn't expect that this so-called shell could penetrate so deeply into the righteous path of the immortal world."

Looking deeply at the dying blood shadow in his hand, Zhang Yifeng directly burned it completely with spiritual fire.

Suddenly, a low groan came from behind, Zhang Yifeng's expression condensed, and he turned his head to look behind him.

I saw that the young man whose body was originally beaten to pieces by Zhang Yifeng was gradually recovering from his injuries, and even his broken head was slowly being repaired.

However, the young man's recovery speed was much slower than at the beginning. Zhang Yifeng could now step forward and burn the young man's body with fire.

It's just that the blood shadow has been killed by Zhang Yifeng, so what happened to this young man.