Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"You, get up!"

Just when Zhang Yifeng was thinking about it, every prisoner beside him had been killed.

"Kneel down!"

Zhang Yifeng was pulled up by the soldiers, and then kicked to his knees.

The soldier held the sword in his hand, patted Zhang Yifeng's neck, and made several gestures on his neck with the sword.

The cold sword blade is like ten thousand years of ice.

Zhang Yifeng's body couldn't help but tremble.

All the thoughts together return to reality.

He is about to be beheaded!

He wanted to turn around, but someone held his head tightly.

This feeling of surrendering to human flesh made him extremely desperate.

"puff!"

Heartbreaking pain came from his neck, and he clearly felt that the sword was stuck in the back of his neck.

"Damn, I killed so many people that the knife is dull." The soldier cursed and pulled out the sword stuck in Zhang Yifeng's neck.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The sword rubbed against Zhang Yifeng's bones, making a tooth-piercing sound.

Blood gushes out from his neck and hits the ground, quickly turning it red.

What does this feel like?

No one can understand Zhang Yifeng's psychology at this moment.

Because everyone who has experienced it is already dead.

…

In the following time, Zhang Yifeng fell into this painful endless cycle.

His role keeps changing, and he keeps experiencing all kinds of pain in life.

Sometimes he is a general fighting on the battlefield, sometimes he is a pawn fighting bloody battles, and sometimes he is a prisoner who is allowed to be mermaid.

A young man loses his father, a middle-aged man loses his wife, and an old man loses his son.

Each one makes him so powerless, each one is a great tragedy in life.

Moreover, each one is so real and unforgettable.

Lost relatives, lost loved ones, the country is broken and the family is broken.

Each of these pains is enough to make a normal person heartbroken and collapse!

However, he kept experiencing it, repeating it again and again...

At first, he would still be sad, sad, and afraid, but as he experienced the test of life and death again and again, his heart finally became numb.

Watching kind people being killed one after another, watching his relatives leave him, and even the sword cutting across his body, he no longer had the slightest emotion.

He was like a spectator, watching all this.

His heart was like a pool of stagnant water, unable to stir up the slightest ripples.

He had forgotten that he was still in the middle of a killing field.

Suddenly, the scene changed.

He appeared in Lingyue Continent, surrounded by several men in black who were chasing him.

These people are all peerless masters. Once they take action, the color of the world changes and the earth collapses. He can only escape with all his strength.

However, the other party has already laid many traps. It can be said that there is no way to the sky and no way to the earth. Even if he uses all his academic skills to get around, he can't escape the opponent's pursuit.

Half an hour later he was bruised and battered.

Just when he was about to be decapitated by the opponent's sword, a woman appeared from the sky wearing a long purple dress, and her clothes were like a fairy.

This is a peerless beauty whose beauty makes everything forget to breathe.

When he saw the woman, Zhang Yifeng's eyes turned red.

"Master..."

The woman seemed to hear Zhang Yifeng's shout, and looked back at Zhang Yifeng, with a slight smile on her lips, and then she met several masters.

In this battle, all mountains and rivers collapsed.

The woman's long dress was stained with blood, and she finally fell in front of Zhang Yifeng.

"Master...no!"

Zhang Yifeng looked up to the sky and screamed, tears already blurring his eyes.

"Don't call me master. In fact, over the years, there is a sentence that has been hidden in my heart and I have never had the chance to say it."

The woman's mouth was bleeding, but her eyes looking at Zhang Yifeng were so gentle. Having said this, a smile appeared on the woman's lips. After a pause he said.

"I love you."

After the words fell, the woman closed her eyes and lost her voice.

Zhang Yifeng only felt that everything was still and his mind went blank.

Isn't what the woman said what he wanted to say?

Over the years, his affection for his master has long been beyond the simple relationship between master and apprentice. He fell in love with his master, but he never dared to express his feelings because he was afraid that the master would not accept it, and he was afraid that even the master and apprentice would not be able to accept it. Gotta do it.

He never expected that Master also loved him.

Although, this is just an illusion! But he still felt happy.

Zhang Yifeng knew better than anyone that it was impossible for her master to say these three words to her. He knew her master. As the leader of a sect, even if she loved Zhang Yifeng, she would never say it.

The words "I love you" made Zhang Yifeng suddenly wake up.

"roll!"

Zhang Yifeng roared loudly, and the enemies around him disappeared instantly. Even the body of the master beside him was scattered in the wind.

An illusion is an illusion after all.

He didn't have the chance to say the words "I love you" before he died in his last life. If he could return to Lingyue Continent, he would definitely speak out boldly.

In the last life, he was her disciple, but in this life, he is no longer her disciple.

If she could go back, nothing could stop Zhang Yifeng from protecting her and taking care of her.

Now that he knows that he is in an illusion, Zhang Yifeng is no longer afraid. No matter how the people or things around him change, he treats them as if they are watching a show.

I don't know how long it took, but these scenes finally left him.

The surroundings are no longer the bones of the ancient killing fields, but a vast starry sky.

The boundless starry sky has tens of thousands of stars, densely packed together, forming a beautiful starlight.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Yifeng's body suddenly trembled!

This is not a starry sky. Those shining are not stars, but drops of dew.

The light of dew comes from far away like the fruit of the full moon.

Under the light emitted by the fruit, huge black tree trunks stretched for a long time, with no end in sight.

In other words, there is a huge ancient tree growing on Zhang Yifeng's head. The ancient trees are haunted by ghostly aura, and their outlines are almost invisible. All that can be seen is the gleaming dew and the fruit that looks like a baby.

Could it be that this is the Netherworld Ghost Tree!

Is that fruit the ghost fire of the underworld?

"Congratulations, you successfully passed the test!"

Just when Zhang Yifeng was shocked, a ghostly voice came.

Turning around, he saw a ghost appearing next to him out of nowhere.

Zhang Yifeng subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Don't close your eyes, I'm not a ghost, just an obsession."

The ghostly voice came again.

Zhang Yifeng was slightly startled, and after taking a closer look, he realized that the other party was indeed not a ghost, but a ray of divine soul power that radiated light.

The power of the soul is similar to that of a ghost, but its essence is different. The soul is a trace of spiritual consciousness left by the strong, also called obsession. This obsession may be to leave some kind of inheritance, or it may be to wait for someone to arrive.