Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Should I take revenge on you?"

Shui Qizhen laughed, then his face darkened as he looked at Shui Xuan who was being held hostage.

"Hand over my son now, and I will only hold you accountable for your failed assassination attempt."

"But if I wait until I personally defeat you and save Xuan'er, this matter will not end so easily."

Shui Qizhen stared into Shui Che's ambitious eyes and said in a deep voice.

"You are just an old thing, and you think you can defeat us?"

"Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're the clan leader. You want me to hand over this idiot? You're dreaming!"

"You should kill yourself right here and now, or I will send this idiot to hell right now."

Shui Che snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed Shui Xuan's neck.

Seeing this scene, Shui Qizhen's face finally showed a hint of anger.

"Obstinate!"

With an angry roar, Shui Qizhen flew up, his whole body wrapped in dazzling blue light.

In just a breath, he arrived in front of the waterwheel and slapped it with his hand.

The palm force wrapped in the power of faith was about to kill Shuiche on the spot.

"You thought I was the powerless guy I used to be, you are wrong!"

Shui Che sneered and suddenly threw Shui Xuan aside.

His purpose in doing this was not really to threaten the old man with the life of this idiot.

Shui Che just wanted to provoke Shui Qizhen and make him reveal his weakness.

With his current strength, he doesn't need to use those insidious means to defeat Shui Qizhen head-on.

Black energy surged around his body, and Shuiche punched out, which was only faster than Shui Qizhen's palm.

The fierce and domineering demonic energy easily broke through the power of faith that was wrapped around Shui Qizhen's body, and directly knocked him away.

Shui Qizhen, who had just recovered, was knocked to the ground by the punch, spitting out large amounts of blood from his mouth.

He raised his head in doubt and looked at the waterwheel standing with his hands behind his back in astonishment.

"Old man, it seems that I still overestimated your strength."

"How boring! It is a tragedy for the Water Clan to be controlled by a cowardly father and son like you."

Shui Che brushed off the dust on his shoulders and said to Shui Qizhen with contempt.

After saying that, he turned to look at the excited shadow killers beside him and nodded slightly.

"Alright, there's no point in keeping this guy around, just kill him."

"Don't worry, old man. I will send you and your son to reunite on the road to the underworld right away."

Shui Che sneered and gave orders to his men, then turned around and stared at Shui Qizhen.

"Damn you little thief, I never thought I would raise a tiger to harm myself by placing a heartless guy like you by Xuan'er's side."

Shui Qizhen stood up with all his concentration, suppressing the injury on his chest.

Shuiche was too lazy to waste time talking to the dying man and turned his head to look to the side.

It was seen that the shadowy killers had already controlled Shui Xuan, and the sharp knife was about to pierce his heart.

When the long knife was about to stab down, a hand as white as jade reached out from the side and grabbed the blade.

The blade stopped three inches in front of Shui Xuan's chest and could not move forward even a little bit.

"Um?!"

Shuiche's pupils shrank slightly and he looked in the direction of that hand.

Then I saw a stranger in snow-white clothes standing in front of the door.

Zhang Yifeng raised his head with a smile on his face and looked at the lively scene in the room.

"Oh, I came just in time."

As soon as the sound came out, Zhang Yifeng moved his fingertips, and the black shadow killer with a knife was blown away.

With a "puff", the shadow killer spat out a large mouthful of blood after landing on the ground, and fell to the ground motionless.

"who!"

The other shadow killers retreated at the same time, drew their weapons and looked at Zhang Yifeng vigilantly.

"You are a bunch of bewitched people, so don't get involved anymore."

Zhang Yifeng spoke calmly, and the sword energy swept across his body, directly pinning these shadow killers to the ground.

Shuiche looked at Zhang Yifeng who suddenly joined the battle, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead unconsciously.

He actually felt a great sense of crisis from this stranger.

Even when facing Shui Qizhen, he had never had this feeling of being on the verge of death.

"Old man, is this the helper you found?"

"Okay, it seems you have been wary of me for a long time!"

The water wheel roared, not caring about the hairs standing on end, and yelled at Shui Qizhen.

He was now certain that this stranger was definitely someone that old man Shui Qizhen had specially hired to deal with him.

Since receiving the blessing of the demon god, he has never encountered such a terrifying enemy.

Just by the momentum, he was able to be defeated, which made Shuiche, who claimed to be on par with or even surpass Yanlong, feel a little overwhelmed.

"It won't be that troublesome to deal with you."

Shui Qizhen spat out a mouthful of blood foam and replied in a cold voice.

"Chief Shui, please take the young chief away first. Let me take care of this guy."

"When the matter is done, please give that thing to me."

Zhang Yifeng spoke in a calm voice, and tapped out a stream of spiritual energy to lift up Shui Xuan, whose consciousness was already blurred on the ground, and threw him towards Shui Qizhen.

Shui Qizhen quickly caught his son and nodded, saying, "I understand. I will hand the thing over to you after this matter is settled."

After he finished speaking, Shui Qizhen took Shui Xuan out of the room.

He knew that he didn't need to get involved in what happened next.

Furthermore, with Shuiche's current strength, he is no match at all.

Staying here any longer would only cause more trouble for Zhang Yifeng.

"Old man, don't even think about escaping!"

Shui Che's face trembled slightly, and he roared angrily, wanting to force Shui Qizhen and his son to stay.

However, before he could move, Zhang Yifeng flashed in front of him.

A powerful pressure came down, forcing the waterwheel to stay in place, unable to move.

"Hmm... This kind of power is much weaker than Yan Long and Yan Qi."

Zhang Yifeng groaned and saw the extent of the demonic power in Shuiche's body at a glance.

Rather than saying that this waterwheel was bewitched by the devil like the Yanlong couple, it would be better to say that it just got some of the devil's evil power by chance.

In Zhang Yifeng's perception, the evil power in this guy's body is far less than that of Yan Qi.

Even the Flame Dragon, who had already eliminated most of the evil energy in his body, still had evil power from the demons in his body that was one level higher than his.

"What did you say? My power has long surpassed that of the Flame Dragon. I am the strongest on this continent!"

The corners of Shuiche's eyes twitched twice, and he glared at Zhang Yifeng fiercely and yelled.

In his mind, after so many years of training, he had already surpassed Yan Long, who was once the strongest man on the continent.

As a result, the mysterious man in front of him negated all his efforts with just one sentence.

"What do you know? You have no idea how much effort and hard work it took me to get to where I am today!"