Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"What kind of person am I, the ancestor? Do I need a nobody like you to control me?"

There was cruelty in the Blood-Clothed Patriarch's tone, and his spearhead was directed at Zhang Yifeng who had spoken rudely to him.

He had never heard of or seen Zhang Yifeng, but when he heard him say that he was from the Wushuang Sect and came to rescue Tianjian Mountain, he couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart.

The Wushuang Sect had only sent about a hundred people before.

Although I don’t know how that old loser, the Evil Tail Demon, was defeated by these trash.

But the Blood-Clothed Ancestor did not think that he would suffer the same fate as the Evil-Tailed Demon.

"Why, just because you defeated the evil-tailed old demon, you think you are my opponent?"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor spoke in a deep voice, and the blood in his body surged, transforming into blood-red spears in front of him.

"Oh, is this the only crude method you guys from the Blood Robe Sect know how to use?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled, looked at the blood-red spear condensed in front of the Blood-Clothed Ancestor, shook his head and asked back.

"Be bold!"

A flash of dirty blood appeared all over the Blood-Clothed Ancestor's body, and the dirty blood flowed wildly in the blood pits around his eyes.

That inhuman bloody face was filled with deep anger.

"Since you know about my Blood Robe Sect, you still dare to insult me. You are really courting death!"

"I will fulfill your wish today!"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor shouted coldly, and the blood-colored spear in front of him flew out and stabbed towards Zhang Yifeng.

Dense blood shadows came one after another, and were about to pierce Zhang Yifeng into a sieve on the spot.

Jian Chen, who was supporting his fellow apprentice, saw this and hurriedly shouted, "Daoyou, be careful with this bloody spear."

"The Blood Robe Sect's Divine Blood Skill has a very strong suppressive effect on cultivators, especially against physical cultivators like you!"

Jian Chen wanted to help, but he was worried about leaving his fellow apprentice alone.

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor came here originally for him. Once he gets the chance, he will definitely kidnap his junior brother and threaten him at the first opportunity.

With his inner conflict, Jian Chen could only grit his teeth and resist the urge to attack, and only reminded Zhang Yifeng out loud.

"Oh, don't worry, Sect Master Jianchen, this thing can't hurt me."

Zhang Yifeng chuckled, and seeing that Jian Chen was willing to give a reminder, he immediately nodded at him.

As for the blood-colored spear swung by the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor, it was like a joke in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless blood-red spears pierced Zhang Yifeng's body.

However, the spear did not pierce his body. The moment it hit him, it turned into dirty blood and covered Zhang Yifeng's body.

Just like the blood demon who attacked Wushuang Sect before, after realizing that Zhang Yifeng was a physical cultivator, the Blood-Clothed Patriarch also tried to use the Dirty Blood Magic to corrode his body.

"Hahaha, is that all?"

The Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor laughed out loud as he looked at Zhang Yifeng, whose entire body was covered in dirty blood, with only his head exposed in the air.

In his eyes, once Zhang Yifeng, a physical cultivator, was eroded by the Dirty Blood Divine Art, he would definitely not have the power to resist.

"Fellow!"

Jian Chen, who was standing aside, looked at Zhang Yifeng whose whole body was covered in dirty blood, and a look of grief and anger flashed in his pupils.

At the same time, Jianchen also felt guilty towards Zhang Yifeng.

If he had acted decisively just now, the fellow Taoist from the Wushuang Sect who came to rescue them would not have died!

Thinking of this, Jian Chen turned his head, his face full of grief and anger.

"Old Ancestor Bloody Clothes, I want you to pay the price!"

After a roar, Jian Chen raised the two swords in his hands and pointed them at the sky.

In an instant, thick dark clouds once again covered the sky above Tianjian Mountain.

Filled with grief and anger, Jian Chen could no longer care about anything else and used the Purple Thunder Sword at its maximum power!

Thunder rumbled in the dark clouds, and streaks of purple lightning continued to explode in the air.

Suddenly, a purple bolt of lightning as thick as three people could hold together fell from the sky and enveloped Jian Chen entirely.

The electric light flickered continuously, and when the thunder dissipated, only Jian Chen was left holding two swords.

At this time, the two swords in Jian Chen's hands were entangled by purple thunder.

The crackling sound of electricity came from the sword.

Raising the two swords in his hands, Jian Chen stared at the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor with solemn eyes.

"Old Ancestor Xue Yi, today we must come to an end!"

"Even if I die, I will destroy you, this scourge!"

With a roar, Jian Chen flew up and rushed straight towards the Blood-Clothed Ancestor.

The two swords in his hands flashed with electric light, and the sound of crackling electricity continued to explode.

Under the strong electric current, Jian Chen's palms had become somewhat charred.

Obviously, the lightning power borrowed from the sky is not so easy to control.

"You are at the end of your strength, yet you still dare to resist?"

When the Blood-Clothed Ancestor saw Jian Chen coming to attack him again, he no longer kept his gaze on Zhang Yifeng.

In his mind, this unknown young man was already a dying man.

Now that Jian Chen was approaching again, the Blood-Clothed Ancestor would naturally defeat him completely.

Bursts of wild laughter came from his mouth, and a blood-red spear condensed around the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor's body, and he also rushed towards Jianchen.

"Blood God Body!"

Coming closer and face to face with Jian Chen, the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor let out a low roar as he looked at the two thunder swords the other party had raised.

The dirty blood all over his body reacted instantly, breaking through the restrictions from his heart.

Countless blood gathered into a vast ocean, quickly wrapping around the entire body of the Blood-Clothed Ancestor.

At the same time, the Blood-Clothed Ancestor's figure was constantly expanding, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a blood-red giant more than ten meters tall.

"Jianchen, you are the first person to understand the blood nerve that I created."

"But you will never be the last one. The entire Qinghuang Realm will crawl at my feet!"

The giant transformed by the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor raised his head and laughed, then swung his fist towards Jian Chen under his feet.

"How ridiculous! Giving up your human body and still hoping for a future!"

Jian Chen sneered, facing the huge bloody fist falling from the sky, there was no sign of retreat in his pupils.

Now he has nowhere to retreat. Behind him is the Tianjian Mountain which has been passed down for hundreds of years. He must not retreat!

"Give it to me, broken!"

With a loud roar, Jian Chen chose to advance instead of retreating in the face of crisis.

Holding the two swords tightly in his hands, lightning suddenly shot up into the sky, heading straight for the blood-red giant fist of the Blood-Clothed Ancestor.

Under the purple thunder in the sky, the two swords broke through the falling blood-colored giant fists and went straight towards the head of the Blood-Clothed Ancestor.

When Jian Chen saw this situation, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

However, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed in an instant.

The lightning, which was originally rising, suddenly froze halfway.

At the same time, Jian Chen felt his waist tighten, as if being gripped by something.

Looking down, he saw that the blood-red giant's palm that had just been pierced by lightning had now recovered.

At this moment, Jian Chen was being held tightly in the hand of the giant transformed by the Blood-Clothed Old Ancestor.

"Jianchen, you underestimate the blood nerve I created."

"This is also the real reason why you will be defeated by me today. Go to hell!"