Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

When Wang Su turned around, he found that Zhang Yifeng had come behind him without him knowing.

The huge force that held him down came from Zhang Yifeng's hand on his shoulder.

"Senior Zhang, you have done so much for Wushuang Sect. We should not let you put yourself in danger again."

Wang Su was stunned at first, then he gritted his teeth and spoke to Zhang Yifeng in a serious tone.

Although Zhang Yifeng had demonstrated his strength several times before.

But Wangsu couldn't be sure that Zhang Yifeng alone could take on this fireball filled with destructive aura.

Besides, the other party has done so much to surround Wushuang Sect. How can Wangsu feel comfortable continuing to let them work for Wushuang Sect?

"In that case, why don't you let me try again, Brother Wangsu?"

"Anyway, dealing with this kind of petty thief is as easy as taking something out of a bag for me."

Zhang Yifeng chuckled, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes as he looked at Wang Su.

"This……"

Wang Su looked hesitant when he heard this, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should let Zhang Yifeng deal with Liehua.

The fighting spirit that he had previously built up in his heart had mostly dissipated as Zhang Yifeng forced him to stop.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist Wangsu. I, Zhang Yifeng, never lie."

"But right now I need to borrow something from you, fellow Taoist."

Zhang Yifeng's eyes moved slightly and fell on the red sword in Wangsu's hand.

"Senior Zhang, do you want to lend me this weapon?"

"If I can lend it to you, I will. But this weapon is made from my sword spirit, so I cannot lend it to others."

Wang Su saw Zhang Yifeng holding the red sword in his hand, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he hurriedly explained.

This is the result of his sword intent, and the sword intent itself is a group of illusory wills.

Except for Wang Su, no one else could feel the existence of this sword intent.

So if Zhang Yifeng wanted to borrow the sword now, Wang Su would have no way to stop him.

"It's okay, as long as you agree."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng just shook his head indifferently.

Although Wang Su was a little puzzled, he still nodded to Zhang Yifeng and said, "Then, if Senior Zhang needs it, take it."

After saying that, Wang Su scratched his head and handed the red sword in his hand to Zhang Yifeng.

He was also a little curious and wanted to see how Zhang Yifeng was going to take away the divine sword formed by sword intent.

Seeing that Wang Su agreed, Zhang Yifeng's mouth curled up slightly, and then he reached out and placed his hand on the blade of the red divine sword.

"Today, I will borrow Daoist friend Wang Su's divine sword to slay the demonic fire with one sword!"

With a low shout, Zhang Yifeng took the magic sword from Wang Su's hand the moment he finished speaking.

The magic sword, which should have dissipated after leaving Wangsu, was now held in Zhang Yifeng's hand.

At the same time, a powerful red divine light suddenly burst out from the divine sword.

A powerful pressure emanated from the sword and bestowed upon Zhang Yifeng.

The strong red light even made Wang Su, who was standing next to Zhang Yifeng, couldn't help but feel admiration.

"Wow, what a powerful unparalleled sword intent."

Wang Su could feel at this moment that the unparalleled spirit emanating from Zhang Yifeng was complementing his own red divine sword.

Unlike him who had just comprehended the unparalleled sword intent, the unparalleled intent emanating from Zhang Yifeng was much stronger than his.

"Good sword."

Zhang Yifeng held the red sword in his hand, made a few sword flowers, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Even though Zhang Yifeng's sword skills were unparalleled, he had never seen many swords as tenacious and unyielding as this unparalleled sword.

Although Zhang Yifeng did not practice the unparalleled sword art, the unparalleled will in his heart was no weaker than anyone else.

At this moment, the magic sword condensed by the unparalleled intention also felt the power in Zhang Yifeng's body, and then burst out with such powerful energy.

"It turns out that Senior Zhang really has a way to control this sword. I underestimated you too much."

Wang Su scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"It doesn't matter. Without the approval of Daoist Wang Su, I would never have been able to pick up this sword."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and replied calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Su, please return to the center of the sword formation first. Leave everything that follows to me."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he gave Wang Su a solemn look, and then stepped out of the sword formation.

Wang Su stared at Zhang Yifeng's back for a long while, but finally hardened his heart, turned around and walked back to the center of the sword formation.

"Wangsu, you're back?!"

Tian Chenzi, who was at the center of the formation, saw Wang Su coming back, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

If Wang Su really lost his life because of this incident, then even if Wushuang Sect could survive this disaster safely, Tian Chenzi would not be able to escape the blame.

But now that Wang Su has returned, no matter what the outcome is, at least Tian Chenzi doesn't have to be so uneasy.

"Wang Su, we at Wushuang Sect don't need heroes who risk their lives to fight against foreign enemies."

"Whether disciples or elders of Wushuang Sect, we are all one family!"

"A family should face all dangers together!"

Tian Chenzi looked at Wang Su who was walking towards him and said earnestly.

"I'm sorry, Elder. I took it for granted."

"Forget the world and be willing to accept the guilt."

Wang Su bowed his body, his words full of sincerity.

"What crime have you committed? If protecting the sect is considered a crime, then we are all guilty today."

"Let's not talk about this, just enter the battle array with peace of mind."

Tian Chenzi laughed loudly upon hearing this, and then waved his hand to signal Wang Su to join the sword formation.

"Wait, Uncle Tianchenzi, do you know that Senior Zhang has already left the sword formation?"

Wang Su did not rush to enter the formation, but raised his head and asked Chongtian Chenzi with a strange look.

"what?!"

Tian Chenzi didn't notice this at all. When he heard from Wang Su that Zhang Yifeng had already walked out of the sword formation, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Seeing this, Wang Su directly told him what had just happened.

"This is just nonsense, forget about worldly things!"

"You actually let our Wushuangmen guest walk out of the sword formation alone to face those evil cultivators who are as ferocious as wolves and tigers?!"

Tian Chenzi showed a look of shock and shouted at Wang Su in a low voice.

"This... Then I will go and bring Senior Zhang back!"

Wang Su pursed his lips and was about to turn around and walk out of the sword formation again.

"Wait, oh, forget it."

"Young friend Zhang is indeed very powerful. With your divine sword formed by the unparalleled sword intent, he may be able to deal with the evil cultivators."

"But if you walk out of the sword formation now, not only will you not be able to help young friend Zhang, but you will also be a burden to him."

Tian Chenzi sighed and said solemnly.

He was indeed a little panicked when he first heard about this, but thinking of the strength displayed by Zhang Yifeng, Tian Chenzi chose to believe it.

After all, this young man named Zhang Yifeng constantly turned the impossible into possible in front of him.

Now that things have come to this, I might as well trust Zhang Xiaoyou again.