Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The ancient city of Sigo!

Located between the Kingdom of Youxuan and West Desert, in the ancient city of Xige, there are two big families.

One is the Wu family, backed by the Wu family for tens of thousands of years, from a low-class family to one of the two major families in the ancient city of Xige.

As the ancestors of the Wu family broke through the realm of Taoist monarchs, their family even suppressed another big family, the Zheng family.

In Wu's house, an old man tasting spirit tea and talking with a middle-aged man quietly.

"Deyu, haven't Fei'er heard of it yet?" The old man's eyes were deep, making it hard to watch his anger.

The middle-aged man's face was even paler, "Father, I have sent someone to search!"

The grief was hard to hide in his eyes. Before a stick of incense, Wu Fei transmitted the sound, but it was only four words, "Father, help me!" There was no more news.

The whole Wu family was shaken, Wu Deyu couldn't think of it, but it was chasing two female disciples of Tianyunzong, how could such a change happen.

Or is there an expert behind those two Tianyunzong women who have never helped each other?

Or is it someone else, deliberately setting a trap?

"Don't worry, no matter who Feier lives or dies, whoever hurts him or kills him, he won't live long!" the old man said slowly, "I have already sent the message to the Wu family. It will not take long before the Wu family will conduct a thorough investigation!"

"How can you provoke me from the Wu family?"

Those deep eyes flashed indifferent killing intent at this moment.

The tea cup in his hand, quietly, turned into nothingness.

Wu Deyu's heart shuddered, and he bowed his head and dared not say anything.

Fei'er is one of his father's most proud grandchildren. Now Fei'er's life or death is uncertain. His own father seems calm, but in fact, he is already full of murderous intentions in his heart.

Even the Wu family was shocked, showing that his father values ​​Feier.

Aside from grief, Wu Deyu's head drooped towards him, showing fierce light in his eyes.

"No matter who, dare to move Fei'er, I Wu Deyu, I must pay you blood!"

He roared in his heart, and the killing intent was concentrated in his chest.

...

In the ancient city of Si Ge, at the moment where its east gate was wide open, three figures came slowly.

Qin Xuan was headed, followed by Liu Ling and Chang Yi.

Qin Xuan's original intention was to come to the ancient city of Xige by himself, and Liu Ling and Chang Yizhe returned to the Sky Cloud Sect, but Liu Ling and Chang Yi insisted on following.

In this regard, Qin Xuan did not bother.

The two women have concerns in their hearts, although they have not recovered from their injuries, they also want to help him.

unfortunately!

As far as Qin Xuan is concerned, whether the two women follow or not, there has been no change in what he did.

In a mere description of the Wu family, the strongest person is no more than the lower grade of the Taoist monarch. In his eyes, it is more like a small dust. How can he need help from others?

When the three of them entered the city, there were pedestrians around them passing by Liu Ling and Chang Yi behind Qin Xuan.

"Tianyun Sect disciple!"

"Aren't these two women being chased by the Wu family? They even dared to enter the city!"

"Who is that young man, how can I never see it?"

Many pedestrians recognized the identities of Liuling and Changyi. The two women were discovered by Wu's family in this city, and they were chased out of this ancient city.

At this time, many monks were aware of the alarm of the ancient city of Xige a few days ago.

But now, the Wu family monk who chased and killed the two women has disappeared. The two women turned back to the ancient city of Xi Ge?

Among the crowd, some people quietly left to communicate with Wu's family.

Liu Ling and Chang Yi looked at each other, frowning.

Liu Ling's gaze fell on Qin Xuan, and his thoughts were extremely complicated.

The Wu family, the Taoist, is not worth mentioning in Qin Xuan's eyes, but in Liu Ling's eyes, it is already a giant.

Qin Xuan was just a divine realm, but threatened to destroy the Wu family.

No matter what Qin Xuan has, it is hard to believe that Qin Xuan can do it in Liu Ling's heart.

She has sent a message to her grandfather Yun Min, who is rushing from the Northern Wilderness to Middle Earth, Liu Ling only hopes that it will be possible.

Qin Xuan naturally didn't care how Liu Ling thought about it. He walked in the streets of this ancient city like a leisurely stroll.

After dozens of breaths, in the weird gazes of many pedestrians, a group of people walked out of the crowd.

"Liu Ling, Chang Yi, you dare to return to the ancient city of Xi Ge!"

The visitor was not someone else, it was Wu Deyu, as the Patriarch of the Wu Family, personally dispatched, led by more than 20 true monarchs, surrounded the three.

Wu Deyu had a fierce light in his eyes and shouted angrily: "Where's Feier? If Feier has anything to do, I will definitely pull the souls of you two, life is better than death!"

The fierce power swept through, and the shouts shook the world. Many pedestrians felt the anger and murderous intent in Wu Deyu's heart, and their faces turned pale and backed away.

Liu Ling and Chang Yi never spoke, but Qin Xuan gave Wu Deyu a faint look.

"Are you Wu family?"

The voice is like his eyes, calm and calm.

"Yijie Huashen, it's up to you to speak?" Wu Deyu was angry and grieved, not putting Qin Xuan in his eyes.

Liu Ling and Chang Yi are at least Yuan Ying's true monarchs, and Qin Xuan's transformation of gods is not even mentioned in his eyes.

Wu Deyu directly ignored Qin Xuan, his eyes exuding fierce fierceness, approaching Liu Ling and Chang Yi.

"He is the head of the Wu family, and his cultivation base has the pinnacle of Yuan Ying!" Chang Yi spoke behind Qin Xuan, his eyes a little cowardly.

"I want to see if you will be so silent after a while!" Wu Deyu's patience was almost wiped out.

He couldn't help directly, and suddenly, a blue long knife appeared in his hand and fell in his hand. At the same time, Yuanshen Town was crushed by the three.

The air seemed to be solid at this moment, and Qin Xuan slowly probed the hand when Wu Deyu started his hand.

The palm of his hand quietly turned black, and Qin Xuan stepped out.

"The **** cultivator dare to do it too? Looking for death!" Wu Deyu sneered, his eyes full of fierceness.

boom!

For a brief moment, Qin Xuan's palm fell on the blue long knife.

With a roar, Qin Xuan's palm was like a broken bamboo, and the blue long knife was directly shaken by Qin Xuan's palm.

The terrifying force made Wu Deyu feel like his long sword was being crushed by a mountain. At this moment, the tiger's mouth was shocked and oozing blood.

The cyan long sword flew out, and before Wu Deyu could react, a mysterious hand fell on the body guard Zhenyuan in front of him.

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and with a second sound, the body guard Zhenyuan was like a mirror, shaking into powder under this palm.

Then, a palm fell on his chest!

"what!?"

Wu Deyu's shirt cut on his chest, revealing his armor like dragon scales.

Qin Xuan's palm fell on it, and Wu Deyu flew directly upside down, spurting blood from his mouth, his figure resembling a leaf.

Six-Rank Dragon Armor!

"Patriarch, be careful!"

Before Wu Deyu recovered from the shocking palm power in his body, he saw a pair of indifferent eyes in his shocking eyes.

In these eyes, the other party seemed to be the **** emperor of the Nether Profound Kingdom, overlooking the sentient beings, like ants.

boom!

Qin Xuan moved his hands again, and the shot fell on Wu Deyu's chest.

With a roar, Wu Deyu's armor continued to tremble, and then, a blood mist leaked from the gaps in the armor, and the man in armor was annihilated.

Qin Xuan slowly retracted his palm, his aftermath faintly fell on the faces of the many pale and shocked people, faintly making a sound.

"Who else is from the Wu family?"

The black color of the palm faded, and instead, the Eternal Sword fell in his hand.

Everyone was already dumbfounded, looking at Qin Xuan who stood holding the sword, many people's minds were almost blank.

With just two palms, the head of the Wu family, the true monarch monk at the peak of Yuan Ying...

Actually died!