Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Originally, these evil cultivators wanted to come up and help the Blood Demon deal with Zhang Yifeng.

But the Blood Demon had already been angered by Zhang Yifeng at that time. Rather than rushing forward with other evil cultivators, he would rather enjoy the pleasure of killing Zhang Yifeng himself.

He immediately gave the order to let the other evil cultivators just watch from the side.

These evil cultivators feared the Blood Demon's vicious reputation, so naturally they dared not disobey his orders and immediately surrounded him outside.

But now, the Blood Demon actually died at the hands of Zhang Yifeng. This was a scene that the evil cultivators had never imagined.

Hearing the voices of these evil cultivators, Zhang Yifeng slightly side-glanced and looked at them deeply.

Just this one glance made the group of evil cultivators take several steps back and their bodies began to tremble.

"Damn it, the Sect Master and the elders never told me that there is such a terrifying guy in Wushuang Sect!"

"It seems like we will never come back today!"

The evil cultivators looked at each other and saw each other's pale faces.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, no, Senior Zhang!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Zhang Yifeng.

Wang Su walked out quickly from behind him and bowed to Zhang Yifeng respectfully.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Su, there is no need to be so polite. Stop talking about senior or not. Just call me Daoist fellow."

Zhang Yifeng was stunned when he heard the voice, but after he reacted, he smiled and shook his head.

He knew that Wang Su developed respect for him after seeing his strength.

"I dare not. Senior Zhang is much stronger than us. We were too offensive to you before!"

Wang Su quickly waved his hands and said anxiously.

The headmaster often taught them that they must be courteous to their elders.

I am not afraid that you cannot see that the person in front of you is a powerful senior, but I am afraid that you will not be polite to him/her after you see it.

Wang Su kept the master's instructions in mind, and naturally did not dare to neglect Zhang Yifeng in the slightest at this time.

"Brother Wang Su, just listen to him."

"Brother Zhang has never paid attention to these etiquettes."

Lu Shuang also walked up to him, straightened Wang Su's body, and spoke in a calm voice.

After saying that, Lu Shuang raised his head and smiled at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly when he saw this. He knew that Lu Shuang was thanking him for guarding the Wushuang Gate.

"Now, let's catch all the remaining evil cultivators in one fell swoop!"

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and squinted at the group of evil cultivators who were standing still.

When Wang Su heard the voice, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he clenched the red sword in his hand.

"Brothers and fellow disciples, come together and defeat these evil cultivators completely!"

He raised the magic sword formed by sword intent in his hand and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yifeng's defeat of the Blood Demon undoubtedly gave all the Wushuang disciples a reassurance.

Previously, the evil cultivators still had top-level combat power on their side, which brought the morale of the Wushuang Sect to a complete shattering state.

But now the situation has been reversed. They have Zhang Yifeng, a great physical cultivator, in charge, so they have nothing to fear even if there are many evil cultivators.

The morale of the Wushuang Sect was greatly boosted, but the evil cultivators were in trouble.

Now the leading figures of each sect have been led away by the top leaders of Wushuang Sect, leaving only small fry like them.

Even though they had taken the Blood-Spurting Pill, all the blood demons who had taken the pill like them died at the hands of Zhang Yifeng.

What's the use even if these people can work together now?

What's more, the evil cultivators have been fighting each other in the first place, and now with their morale greatly reduced, it is impossible for them to be determined to unite.

The Wushuang disciples worked together as one and approached the evil cultivators step by step.

The coalition forces formed by the evil cultivators no longer had their previous arrogance.

Faced with the relentless pressure from the Wushuang Sect disciples, he subconsciously retreated.

Just when the group of evil cultivators had been forced to the front of the mountain gate, a sound of breaking air suddenly came from a distance.

Soon, a figure was seen falling heavily in front of the Wushuang Sect disciples.

After the smoke and dust cleared, they could see the face of the person who had fallen, and immediately their faces were filled with horror.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd.

A figure in white walked out quickly and hurried to the side of the person falling from the sky.

"Ahem, Qingshuang..."

After the smoke and dust cleared, the person who appeared was none other than Tian Chenzi, the elder of the Wushuang Sect.

The figure in white who rushed out was his second disciple Qingshuang.

That was the Wushuang disciple who was rescued by Zhang Yifeng when he faced the spy from the evil cult who had swallowed the Blood-Stirring Pill.

At this moment, Tian Chenzi's aura was much weaker than before, and there were many burn marks all over his body.

"Master, are you okay?"

Qingshuang looked at his master nervously, his eyes full of anxiety.

At the same time, he did not forget to take out the pill from the storage ring and give it to his master.

Although Qingshuang didn't like practicing, she had a good understanding of alchemy and was very fond of it.

Apart from the time when he was forced to practice by Tian Chenzi, he would browse through the sect's collection and refine pills.

Despite being so indecisive, Qingshuang was still able to maintain the quality of the pills he refined, which shows how high his talent in alchemy is.

After Tian Chenzi swallowed the pill, his breath immediately recovered and his breathing became much smoother.

He took a deep breath and looked at Qingshuang with eyes full of relief.

"Qingshuang, it seems that I have oppressed you too much in the past."

"It is only today that I realize that you are the best disciple for me!"

Tian Chenzi looked at Qingshuang and said in a deep voice, his face full of emotion.

The eldest disciple whom he had placed high hopes on turned out to be a spy planted by the evil forces.

On the contrary, his second disciple, who he used to think was unlearned and unskillful, was the only disciple who cared for him.

After experiencing all this today, Tian Chenzi made up his mind that no matter what Qingshuang does in the future, he will support her.

"Master, you don't have to say this."

"Once a teacher, always a father. Qingshuang will always be your disciple, and will only be your disciple!"

Qingshuang pursed her lips when she heard that and said seriously.

"Hahaha, what a touching master-disciple relationship."

“But Master Tianchenzi, it seems that you are really old, even inferior to a junior like me!”

"Today you, the Wushuang Sect, deserve to be exterminated!"

At this moment, a defiant laugh came from the sky.

Then there were two fireballs falling from the sky, heading straight for Qingshuang's descendants.

"Qingshuang! Be careful!"

Seeing this, Tian Chenzi's pupils suddenly shrank and he hurriedly protected Qingshuang under himself.

At the same time, he gathered his magic power, condensed a sword intent in his palm, and broke through the fireball falling from the sky.

But after this attack, Tian Chenzi was also seriously injured.

Just now in the battle with Liehua, he was accidentally tricked by Liehua and was seriously injured.

Swallowing the pill just now only suppressed the injury.

Now that he was forced to use his magic power, Tian Chenzi was further injured and completely lost his combat effectiveness.

"What about Blood Demon? How is your plan going?"

"Why haven't you come to help us yet?"