Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The golden general summoned by Ye Youhuang was a young man in plain clothes. His hair was black, and his arms stretched out from his plain clothes were strong and curvy, with lines like flowing water.

He was nearly nine feet tall, not strong, but he gave people a fierce aura of a beast in the world.

Especially the pair of eyes like tiger eyes and dragon eyes, which made people feel as if there were dragons and tigers in front of them.

Lingxuan's face changed slightly, looking at Ye Youhuang.

"The seventeenth prince intends to teach me, this is an honor for my inferior disciple!" His face was not very good, and he was even a little indifferent.

He and Ye Youhuang were not close friends, and they had only met a few times, but Ye Youhuang's words that he could defeat him in three moves made Lingxuan Daojun feel bad.

The young man in plain clothes behind Lingxuan frowned and snorted in dissatisfaction.

He knew who Ye Youhuang was, and even though he was dissatisfied, he did not dare to speak out.

Some people around noticed the young man in plain clothes with the golden general, and there was a light of surprise in his eyes, which was a bit incredible.

"The seventeenth prince is still so arrogant. A young general under his command said that he could defeat Lingxuan's disciples in three moves? Interesting!"

Some people smiled while holding their beards, and their eyes looked back and forth between Lingxuan's disciples and the golden general.

Some people chuckled. Ye Youhuang's words were too arrogant.

On the contrary, Ye Youhuang sat upright and didn't care at all.

After the golden general bowed slightly to Ye Youhuang, he stepped directly, without any sound, but jumped into the boundary bead.

The disciple beside Lingxuan couldn't help but pinch the spiritual formula with his hand, turning into a black rainbow and entering the fifth-grade boundary bead.

Then, Lingbao played a spiritual formula, and the boundary bead trembled. Above the boundary bead, a virtual image emerged, showing the world inside the boundary bead.

"High monk, Ling Xuan is the leader of Ling Xuan Sect in the Central Plains. He has a life span of 20,000 years and founded Ling Xuan Sect, a fifth-grade sect. You Ding, a disciple of Ling Xuan, has also heard of him. He is a rare genius in Ling Xuan Sect. It is said that he has cultivated the Yin and Yang Gods in the Transformation Realm and can fight against the True Lord. Now that he has entered the Nascent Soul Realm, although he is of the lower grade, he must not be weaker than the True Lord of the middle grade of the Nascent Soul." Ye You Ding introduced. For her, Qin Xuan was a high monk from outside the star and didn't know much about the Moyun Star. Naturally, she would not be stingy with words.

Qin Xuan looked normal and didn't take it seriously.

Ye Youding continued, "As for the golden general beside the Seventeenth Brother?"

Ye Youding sighed, "I have never had much interaction with this Seventeenth Brother. This golden general is a talent from the Central Earth that the Seventeenth Brother accepted a hundred years ago. I don't know how strong he is now."

"But I think this golden general's life span is only a thousand years. Even if he becomes a true monarch, he should not be too strong."

Zhou Lianyun smiled lightly and said, "Princess, I don't think so. The Seventeenth Prince is as talented as a dragon. As long as the once-in-a-millennium Immortal List Ceremony begins, he is destined to be on the Immortal List."

"In the eyes of the Seventeenth Prince, how can a talent that is not a dragon among men and can be cultivated enter the eyes of the Seventeenth Prince?"

Ye Youding was startled and nodded slightly, thinking that what Zhou Lianyun said made sense.

Although she and Ye Youhuang were not close friends, she had to admit that Ye Youhuang was not an ordinary person in Moyun Star, or even in the ten major star fields and the cultivation world, and he had the capital to be arrogant.

Suddenly, Zhou Lianyun looked at Qin Xuan and smiled faintly, "Who do you think will win this battle?"

Qin Xuan held the Buddha's salute, he quietly looked at the virtual image in the boundary bead, and smiled faintly, "My Buddha is free, victory or defeat is nothing!"

Zhou Lianyun smiled and said nothing.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. As he expected, the golden general next to Ye Youhuang was a physical cultivator, and his cultivation method was not bad. The most important thing was that there was a kind of evil spirit in the golden general's body. This kind of evil spirit was definitely not something that ordinary cultivators could have. It was formed by thousands of battles and countless life and death.

Although Lingxuan's apprentice had some talent, he was like a greenhouse flower. Want to win?

Qin Xuan smiled, he had already made up his mind.

He had known Ye Youhuang in his previous life. This person was arrogant, but he had enough talent and strength to support him.

Since Ye Youhuang said that General Jin could defeat Lingxuan's disciples in three moves, then it must be so!

...

Inside the boundary bead, there were continuous mountains and green grass all around.

Li Xiao stood in the air and looked at General Jin.

"The seventeenth prince said that you can defeat me in three moves. I want to see what kind of ability you can have." Li Xiao said lightly. He was resentful in his heart. He could afford to lose. This time, his master was training him for him.

But in front of all the strong men in the Wanbao Festival, Ye Youhuang actually said that a young general under his command could defeat him in three moves. Li Xiao naturally could not tolerate it.

If he really lost in three moves, such humiliation would be enough to shame him for life.

General Jin remained silent. He stared at Li Xiao coldly, as if a beast was staring at its prey.

"Let's fight!"

He uttered the two words slowly, as if preparing for Li Xiao..

"In that case, I will..." Before Li Xiao could say anything, the golden general had already moved.

Leaping outside the boundary bead, the golden general rose up like a wild goose, and now with this step, the whole earth was shaking.

The cracks spread in all directions like a dragon, and such a huge force made Li Xiao's pupils shrink to the extreme in an instant.

His soul rose behind him and turned into a white crane with different pupils. One pupil of this white crane was red gold, and the other pupil was as black as ink. With the white crane flapping its wings and crying, the whole void was rippled under the brilliance of the soul, and the crane's cry was like waves, impacting the figure coming at a very fast speed.

Not only that, Li Xiao moved his mind, and saw the white crane with different pupils behind him shook its feathers, and turned into thousands of feathers that shot towards Li Xiao, thousands of them, all attacking by the soul.

"Ling Xuan's White Crane Feather Sword Technique, the Soul Attack Technique, I never thought that this boy had just entered the Nascent Soul Realm not long ago, but he actually mastered this Soul Attack Technique." Someone in the Wanbao Festival spoke slowly, quite surprised.

Ling Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fell on Li Xiao, a little confident.

Ye Youhuang was too arrogant to defeat his carefully taught disciple in three moves, and he Ling Xuan could help dispel Ye Youhuang's arrogance.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The golden general, who was covered by the feathers in the sky, had a faint flame burning on his body at this moment, and a wisp of blazing blood turned into fire, boom, boom, and formed a field of almost ten feet beside him.

The thousands of feathers fell on it, and it seemed to be twisted, as if it was blasted away by this terrifying spirit.

Li Xiao's face suddenly changed, as if he couldn't believe that Jin Jiang could block his soul attack with just blood and energy, but Jin Jiang didn't hesitate. He rushed forward directly, and the distance of a hundred feet was like a moment. His fist moved like a dragon, and his blood and energy condensed, turning into a terrifying fist mark, and directly bombarded Li Xiao.

Li Xiao quickly sacrificed the magic weapon, and a sixth-grade flying sword appeared in front of him. The flying sword shook and turned into thousands of sword beams, colliding with the fist mark.

Boom boom boom... The earth seemed to sink, the blood and energy exploded, and the sword beam disappeared. In this terrifying wave, Li Xiao didn't wait to breathe a sigh of relief, and a figure rushed out of the wave and punched the sixth-grade flying sword.

With just a roar, the flying sword trembled for a moment, and then it retreated. The hilt of the sword directly bombarded Li Xiao's body-protecting true energy. With a low shout from Jin Jiang, boom... The body-protecting true energy was broken, and the hilt of the sword fell on Li Xiao's chest.

The sound of bone fracture rang out, and Li Xiao suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, retreating nearly a mile, his face pale.

General Jin slowly retracted his fist, his arms vertical, and he looked at Li Xiao, "You lost!"

After the voice fell, there was a dead silence in the Wanbao Festival. Ye Youhuang was neither happy nor smiling, as if everything was taken for granted.

On the other hand, Ling Xuan's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had lost his parents!