Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Although it took a little longer, Zhang Yifeng did get rid of all the remaining alien energy in his body.

The injuries caused by the punch from the king's mecha just now have been recovered by the flow of mana in the body.

Although this king's mecha has strange energy, fortunately its speed and strength can only be considered average.

Zhang Yifeng intends to avoid it, so there is no need to worry too much.

Friend Taoist Killer God, please delay your stay for a while.

I want to find a way to crack this puppet in Wanshu Pavilion.

The Wushuang scholar's face became solemn when he heard this, and the ancient book from Wanshu Pavilion in his palm rose into the air, turning the pages in front of him.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with light when he heard this, and he stepped straight towards the king's mecha.

Give me back the Void Engine, you thief!

The king didn't care at all about the unparalleled scholar who emerged from the ground, and devoted himself entirely to Zhang Yifeng.

In other words, it was the Void Immortal Gold on Zhang Yifeng that attracted the king's firepower.

After spending time with the Void Immortal Gold day and night, the king could keenly sense that the Void Immortal Gold was in Zhang Yifeng's body.

While operating the mecha, the king punched Zhang Yifeng in the head with a look of madness on his face.

The purpose of Zhang Yifeng's initiative was not to fight the king head-on.

Therefore, when the king's mecha punched down, he dodged and hid aside.

With a step of his foot, Zhang Yifeng continued to retreat backwards, avoiding the king's attack.

After dodging repeatedly, Zhang Yifeng pulled the battlefield away from Wushuang Scholar.

Outside the light curtain, Taylor was watching the situation attentively with a dark look in his eyes.

Looking down at the watch on his wrist, Taylor hesitated for a while, but a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Reach out and touch your wrist

Above the watch, a weak voice sounded from it not long after.

Tyler, how are you doing over there?

If Zhang Yifeng were around, he would definitely be able to tell that the voice coming from the watch was none other than Ron!

Mr. Zhang has been restrained by His Majesty the King. I do not have the security authority of the administrative building and cannot open the light curtain here.

I originally wanted Mr. Zhang to hand over the void engine to save his life.

But Mr. Zhang is unwilling to hand over the void engine at all costs. Now he is fighting with the king. The situation is very difficult.

Taylor said with an embarrassed look.

That's it...it seems that this plan has failed.

It seems that you haven't been exposed yet. That's good. There is no need for you to get involved in this muddy water.

Speaking of which, I didn't expect that you would agree to my request so easily and help me fight against my father.

Ron was silent for a long time before speaking, his tone full of powerlessness.

Listening to Ron's feeble words, Taylor's pupils shrank suddenly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Sir Ron, what do you mean? Do you want to fight all this alone?!

Taylor had a premonition that something was not going to happen, so he hurriedly asked, his tone even laced with a hint of questioning in his anxiety.

Tyler, you don't have to say any more. I appreciate your willingness to risk your own personal safety to help me.

After all, as my father's personal guard commander, once my father knows about this, the consequences will be disastrous.

It's you who have been helping me all along, now it's time for me to step up and

It's time to come out.

On the other side of the communicator, Ron just spoke calmly, as if he was explaining the funeral arrangements.

When the last sound fell, Ron also cut off the communication.

All that was left was the constant beeping from Taylor's watch.

Lord Ron?!

Taylor's pupils shrank, and he reached out and touched his watch, trying to connect to Ron's communicator again.

However, no matter how hard he tried, there was no sign of connection from Ron's side, and all that reached his ears was the constant beeping sound.

Damn it!

Taylor gritted his teeth and punched the light screen in front of him, but he couldn't make any ripples.

As Ron said, Taylor's real job was not to guard the gates of the Governing Building.

Instead, he is the captain of the king's personal guard, responsible for the king's daily life, and even many secrets exclusive to the royal family are handled by Taylor.

Because of this, Taylor knew exactly what kind of person the king was.

Different from the appearance he showed in front of the citizens of the safe zone, the king was a madman in private.

For the sake of the so-called void engine, he did not hesitate to murder the people in his territory.

Use their lives to feed this void engine.

The reason why Taylor still chooses to support Ron despite being in such a high position is because of this.

From the conversation with Ron just now, Taylor had already guessed that Ron wanted to use his own life to end everything that happened now.

But Taylor, who knew the king's temper well, knew that in the king's eyes, Ron's life was definitely not as important as the void engine!

Anxiety flashed in his eyes, and now Taylor could only pray that Ron wouldn't be stupid and naive enough to think that everything would be fine if he died.

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On the eighth floor of the ruling building, in the room where Ron and the king were previously.

The disheveled Arthur was lying in the corner of the room at the moment, with wounds all over his body.

Ahem, Lord Ron, I advise you not to go see the king.

It's better to take advantage of now and leave here as soon as possible.

Arthur reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at the back at the door, and whispered.

after all……

Before Arthur could finish his words, Ron chuckled and replied, Arthur, you are indeed very talented. If I let you settle for a few more years, I'm afraid I won't be your opponent.

But since the injury is so serious now, let's take a good rest.

With a sound, Ron walked out of the room.

Oh, he is indeed the king's son.

Arthur smiled bitterly, looked up at the ceiling above his head, and subconsciously touched his neck.

It was the final blow that decided the winner between him and Ron.

Arthur had to admit that he still underestimated Ron too much.

I thought that as the son of the king, Ron must have very little combat experience.

As long as he plays steadily all the way, he will definitely be able to win Ron easily.

But the result is that Ron is not only experienced in fighting, but what is even more terrifying is that Ron has a completely fearless fighting style.

Every time, he exchanged injuries with Arthur, and even fought with him for his life.

Although Arthur was extremely talented, he had never seen such a ferocious fighting style, and he was inevitably defeated by Ron.

In the end, when the two of them fought for their lives in the final blow, it was Arthur, the young man, who finally lost.

I dare not really risk my life.