Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

The young man from the Black Needle Sect looked at Zhang Yifeng coldly, with no intention of compromising.

As a disciple of a well-known evil sect in the Qinghuang Realm, how could he throw away the spoils just because of a few words from Zhang Yifeng?

"You don't think that just because you dealt with those rubbish, you are qualified to fight me, right?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Yifeng with interest and asked.

Zhang Yifeng chuckled when he heard that and looked at him indifferently.

"So, you don't want to cooperate with me?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Hahaha, just because you are a physical cultivator, you are fearless?"

"I might as well tell you the truth. We in the Black Needle Sect have studied countless cultivators, and among them are naturally physical cultivators like you."

"Physical cultivators focus on the physical body. Their physiques are many times stronger than those of ordinary cultivators."

"But even so, if they meet us, the Black Needle Sect, they will be defeated!"

The evil young man from the Black Needle Sect laughed loudly, with a defiant look on his face.

Looking at his appearance, Zhang Yifeng knew that the other party must have fought with a physical cultivator before, otherwise he would not know it so clearly.

And judging from his expression, he clearly felt that he could easily injure the physical cultivator with his own methods.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but reveal a trace of vigilance on his face.

Although with his physical strength, he is a rare opponent in this world.

But there is no guarantee that the other party will not use some strange means to hurt you.

"What, are you scared?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect laughed out loud when he saw Zhang Yifeng's alert look.

"Scared? You can come over and try."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and hooked his finger at him, his eyes full of amusement.

"Oh?"

Upon seeing this, the young man from the Black Needle Sect's pupils narrowed slightly and he looked Zhang Yifeng up and down for a while.

"Okay, let me test how much you weigh!"

After a cold sound, the young man from the Black Needle Sect moved his fingertips.

In an instant, several black lights attacked Zhang Yifeng directly.

After staring at the several black lights flying in front of him for a while, the vigilance in Zhang Yifeng's eyes gradually dissipated.

He stood still, facing the several silver needles flying towards him with black light, without any intention of resisting at all.

The silver needles shot by the young man from the Black Needle Sect came close to Zhang Yifeng in the blink of an eye.

Faced with Zhang Yifeng who had no intention of resisting at all, the silver needle pierced through his skin without mercy and went deep into it.

The young man from the Black Needle Sect did not expect that the physical cultivator who had just been arguing with him would be so

He couldn't even dodge the silver needle he used to test him?

"It's ridiculous. Is this the level you have?"

"Well, it's just right for me to have another research material for physical cultivation."

The young man from the Black Needle Gate sneered and spoke sarcastically.

Then he walked towards Zhang Yifeng, ready to take him to the rear of the evil coalition.

Rather than destroying the Wushuang Sect, he wanted to obtain more research materials.

Now that he has a Wushuang Sect disciple and one more body cultivator, it is more than enough for him to study for a period of time.

Coming close to Zhang Yifeng, the young man from the Black Needle Sect raised his hand calmly and was about to grab Zhang Yifeng's collar and walk back.

"Don't worry."

However, no pulling feeling was felt. Instead, the arm of the young man from the Black Needle Gate was suddenly grasped by a huge force.

"Wha, what?!"

Hearing the sound coming from his ear, he turned around hurriedly.

But Zhang Yifeng had a strange smile on his face and was looking at him quietly.

"You, how could you break free from the control of the black needle!"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief and shouted in a low voice.

At the same time, his body was trembling slightly, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

"Black needles? Are these the toys?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows, and his body shook slightly while he spoke.

Immediately, several silver needles were squeezed out from various parts of his body and fell to the ground at his feet with a series of crisp sounds.

The young man from the Black Needle Sect looked down at the silver needles that fell to the ground, and his pupils trembled violently.

"You, you can actually expel the black needle from your body!"

Swallowing his saliva, the young man from the Black Needle Gate said in disbelief.

"It's just a bunch of little toys. It won't be that hard to squeeze them out."

"I overestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so capable."

Zhang Yifeng sighed as he spoke, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of the head of the young man from the Black Needle Sect.

"What are you going to do?!"

The young man from the Black Needle Gate cried out in surprise, and the next moment he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and a huge force came from above his head.

boom!

A loud bang sounded with Zhang Yifeng as the center.

Looking at the young man from the Black Needle Gate again, he was actually pressed into the ground by him, leaving only his head outside.

"vomit!"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole breath was very weak.

Zhang Yifeng's push directly crippled his body.

Although he still had a breath of air left, the young man from the Black Needle Gate could no longer feel the situation below his head.

In other words, he has been paralyzed by Zhang Yifeng.

"Daoyou, are you okay?"

Zhang Yifeng didn't even look at the miserable appearance of the young man from the Black Needle Sect, and casually pulled up the disciple from the Wushuang Sect who had fallen to the ground.

He raised his hand and pressed on his abdomen, then slowly pulled out a silver needle.

After the silver needle left his body, the Wushuang Sect disciple immediately began to breathe heavily.

After calming down, he stood up and bowed to Zhang Yifeng.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"

The eyes of the Wushuang Sect disciple were filled with gratitude.

Although he was controlled by the silver needles just now, he could still sense everything in the outside world.

He also saw with his own eyes how Zhang Yifeng rescued him from the evil cultivators of the Black Needle Sect.

"As a guest of Wushuangmen, these are what I should do."

"What's more, Wushuang Sect is the leader of the righteous sect in Qinghuang Realm. How can we allow these evil spirits to do whatever they want here?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled, then replied with a serious face.

"Your injuries are serious, you should retreat to the rear and recuperate."

Zhang Yifeng had no intention of continuing the conversation with him, and with a few words he sent him back to the defense network formed by the disciples of Wushuang Sect.

"Who are you, this guy?"

The young man from the Black Needle Sect who was pressed into the ground was now struggling to raise his head and asked Zhang Yifeng with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes when he heard the voice and slowly squatted down in front of the young man from the Black Needle Sect.

"Me? I have many identities, but to you now I am just a passerby who sees injustice."

"But I advise you to keep today's events firmly in mind and be a good person in the future."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, with a strange smile on his face, he stretched out his hand and gestured in front of his forehead for a while.