Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Chapter 217: Congenital War

On the plane, Qin Xuan looked at the surrounding clouds with doubts on his face.

What are your parents doing in Liaobian?

Qin Xuan frowned, looking at the news that Jun Wushuang had investigated, his grandfather didn't seem to move, and the entire Qin family was still operating normally, and it didn't look like an enemy at all.

With his grandfather's abilities, he should be very clear about the hatred between himself and that Hai Qingqing master.

The vengeance of murder is not shared.

How can you calm down to this level? Or, there are some reasons here, which I haven't understood in my previous life until now?

Qin Xuan's mood was slightly disturbed, but it quickly subsided.

"When the boat reaches the bridge head, it is naturally straight." Qin Xuan said softly, the plane shook slightly, and a feeling of landing came. Qin Xuan looked at the ground closer and closer, with a faint light in his eyes.

The land of Liaobian is here!

He stepped off the plane, his clothes swelling in the strong wind.

There was still about tens of miles away from the land of the Liaobian. He refused the car prepared by the Jun family. Instead, he strode to the Liaobian.

car?

too slow!

Afterwards, his figure has disappeared, leaving everyone in amazement.

Qin Xuan's speed was very fast, and the surrounding scenery retreated one after another, moving forward at the speed of sound. When he arrived on the battlefield, it had not taken ten minutes.

In the mountain forest, Qin Xuan's footsteps paused slightly, he felt the ground trembling, and the sound of bursting like thunder in the distance continued to hear.

"Boy, you can't come here."

Suddenly, a voice slowly came into his ears, and Qin Xuan raised his head, but saw a middle-aged man who was holding a mountain hare and setting up a campfire to prepare for a delicious meal.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and passed this person.

"Relax, in this world, there is no place to go!"

When the words fell, his figure had disappeared, leaving behind a surprised middle-aged man.

"Young people now!"

The middle-aged man opened a mud-sealed wine jar, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and yelled for indulgence.

When Qin Xuan arrived at the battlefield, his eyes were staring at the already messy battlefield on the cliff. On the battlefield, two figures were constantly fighting each other like an illusion.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, "It seems that China's situation is really not optimistic."

There are seventeen people in the distance, whether it is the magic commander Zhai Chuan or Lin Ge, they are all comparable to innate characters. There are also those fifteen innate powers overseas, and... Qin Xuan's gaze fell on the sea cruise ship, that figure.

"Green Lord, Yue Long?"

Qin Xuan's eyes flickered, and with his eyesight, he naturally saw the extraordinaryness of the green master Yue Long.

Although he didn't use any strength, he seemed to be one and the same with the heaven and the earth, and even the sea breeze passed by the green master Yue Long, automatically avoiding it.

This is no longer a question of strength, but Dao... the green lord Yue Long has already touched Dao.

Dao... This can only be touched by the Golden Core Stage.

Astonishment flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, on this star, he actually saw the existence of Dao.

Even Ning Ziyang felt the existence of "Tao" at most, and there was a distance to touch.

No wonder!

Qin Xuan sighed in his heart, but what made him even more concerned was that he felt that the opposite Qing Master Yue Long seemed a little familiar.

Have you seen it? Qin Xuan frowned again, then shook his head slightly.

How could it be possible that he would not have an intersection with the green lord in his previous life, but in this life, this is definitely the first time he has met.

He didn't look at Yue Long again, but moved his eyes to the two who landed on the battlefield.

The Fifth Guardian General Mo Tiankui and Zheng Wuxian, the Tianquan-class powerhouse of the Zheng family.

The fighting between the two was very violent. The Mo Tiankui's speed was extremely fast, which was even better than that of the blood monks of the earl level. Not only that, she had black claws between her hands, and the Chinese warrior rarely used this kind of weapon. .

On the other hand, Zheng Wuxian, the Tianquan-level, had his fists as fast as wind and thunder, and his force was heavy. Every move was extremely fierce and deadly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the battle between the two is more like a constant muffled noise in the air, and they can't see their figures and speed at all.

But none of the people present are ordinary people, so they can naturally have enough eyesight to see the battle between the two.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the corners of Zheng Wuxian's mouth were slightly curved, and his fist was as thick as a mountain, pressing on this Mo Tiankui's body, and he could feel the crisp sound of the bones in the Mo Tiankui's body.

Haven't cracked yet?

Zheng Wuxian was slightly surprised, but there was no surprise.

Just when he was about to withdraw the offensive, who was attacking again, a pair of sharp claws did not know when he had clasped his wrists.

The cold, sullen eyes caused Zheng Wuxian’s face to change slightly, his body trembled, and every inch of his muscles was constantly violent, and the vigorous force was like a surging ocean wave, even shaking the indestructible claws. Some **.

The corners of his mouth hidden under the purple and black robe seemed to be slightly provoked, Mo Tiankui ignored the pain behind him, a majestic innate power turned into a pitch black mist, covering the surroundings.

boom!

In the mist, a figure seemed to be blown away.

Zheng Wuxian's face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. On his chest, two claw marks crossed to form a cross shape. Even the hard new material armor he was wearing inside his body was torn, his skin was open and fleshy and blood dripping.

"court death!"

Zheng Wuxian was angry, his whole body exploded, and his palm was like a knife, slashing through the air one after another.

call!

A series of wind blades compressed by terrifying power rushed towards Mo Tiankui, fast and as fast as thunder. Under the attack of these wind blades, Mo Tiankui raised his hands to block, and the wind blade shot down the sharp claws, cutting out some thin notches.

During this time, Zheng Wuxian moved, his body jumped into the air, his legs churned wildly.

Countless winds are like knives, forming a huge storm, raging everything.

Qin Xuan watched from the side and saw this move. The move used by Zheng Tianzuo once in the southwest... If he remembers it well, it seems to be called Fenglong Blade.

Hmm...a flashy thing, but in the body of this Tianquan level expert, it is a lot stronger.

In contrast, Zheng Tianzuo's Wind Dragon Blade is like a small snake, while Zheng Wuxian's Wind Dragon Blade is more like a giant python.

At a height of tens of meters, the storm that almost swept the entire battlefield was raging, turning into a wind dragon and rushing towards Mo Tiankui.

Mo Tiankui's face was hidden under the robe, no one could see her expression clearly.

At the moment when the huge wind dragon was about to descend, Mo Tiankui moved, and a pair of huge black wings rose behind her. The black wings had a huge wingspan of tens of meters, flapping wildly.

Condensate, amazing!

This miracle is not a vision, but just a pair of huge black wings.

Hei Wing trembles, flapping against those knives-like winds, and even the spreading innate power is a sign that Zheng Wuxian's wind dragon is blown away.

"Miao Mei, do you really think that the mystery of the wind dragon blade lies in these winds?" A cold voice came from the wind dragon, and Zheng Wuxian's figure actually took the initiative to tear the wind dragon and rushed towards Mo Tiankui.

The strong man on the Huaxia side changed slightly. The Nangao warrior had always thought that his body was the most powerful weapon, so he never despised foreign objects.

The smile on Zheng Wuxian's face became thicker and thicker, and his right foot even rubbed against the air, and a fire appeared. The terrifying force compressed the air under his feet like a dragon, and roared at Mo Tiankui.

If this kick is hit, a small hill is enough to blow it apart.

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