Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Beside the seven-colored glazed chariot, many monks were secretly watching it.

"Commander Xu, isn't this the seven-colored glazed chariot of the Holy Demon Palace? Why is that unscrupulous monk in this chariot?"

Someone transmitted a voice, looking at one of the golden armored generals hidden in the formation.

In front of this general, the golden general who had been defeated by Qin Xuan in the Wanbao Festival was also there.

His eyes were as cold as a knife, staring at the seven-colored glazed chariot.

"Don't worry about other things, you must know that when the monk comes out of the chariot, just kill him!" Commander Xu looked indifferent. He was ordered by Ye Youhuang to lead a hundred True Lords to surround and kill the monk, and he was determined to get him.

Commander Xu looked indifferent and ruthless, staring at the seven-colored glazed chariot until Qin Xuan walked out of it.

He still looked like a monk, but he no longer held the Buddhist salute. His eyes were cold, which made Commander Xu feel a chill in his heart.

It was as if he was not facing a monk, but a peerless demon who was stepping on corpses.

Before Commander Xu gave the order, someone had already walked out.

General Jin went out and walked directly towards Qin Xuan.

He was defeated too miserably in the Wanbao Festival. This time, he was ordered to die bravely.

Emperor Ye You said that if the monk did not die today, it would be the time for him to die.

General Jin did not doubt Emperor Ye You's words. The seventeenth prince was arrogant, and there were very few things he could not achieve.

What's more, he was a true lord, and he could not go against Emperor Ye You.

On the sedan chair, Qin Xuan glanced at General Jin.

"Master, in the previous battle, General Jin was defeated miserably. Now, can you please ask Master Jin to fight with General Jin again?" General Jin spoke loudly, his body tensed to the extreme.

He knew that the person in front of him was a powerful enemy, and it was too difficult for him to win!

But he still wanted to fight, not because of Ye Youhuang's words, but because he was unwilling to give up.

In the distance again, Wuxian used the green mountains as a seat and the world as a table. There was fine wine in front of her, and the aroma of meat filled the air.

She seemed a little drunk, looking at the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Such a good show, it's really good to watch it this way!" Wuxian smiled, as if to charm the world, "It's not easy to be a servant. The master has come out of retreat, and he must congratulate him with a great gift. Ye Youhuang has been looking for you for a long time. This saint girl specially told you where Qin Changqing is. With such a great gift, this saint girl will..."

"No credit for it!"

She smiled cunningly. Even if she was like her, she would retreat in the face of hundreds of true lords.

She had never seen the bottom of Qin Xuan's strength, so why not let Ye Youhuang test it.

As for who wins and who loses... it doesn't hurt her at all.

If Qin Xuan wins, she will still be his servant.

If Qin Xuan loses, she will refine his bones.

Not far away, there was someone standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the battlefield.

Zhou Lianyun smiled gently, "Master, this disaster is sad!"

...

In the forest, Qin Xuan glanced at the Golden General indifferently.

"Fight with me again?" His eyes were indifferent, and then he stepped lightly, like a big roc.

"I didn't kill you in the past, and I gave you a chance to live. With you, are you worthy of fighting with me?"

At this moment, the Golden General's hair stood on end. Looking at the figure that came across the sky, his eyes actually showed the past of reincarnation.

He roared, and his whole body of energy burst out at this moment. He took out a golden knife in his hand, and slashed it out with almost all his life's strength.

The earth was torn apart, and the knife was like cutting the sky and the earth.

Qin Xuan faced the unparalleled knife light and just flicked out a finger.

Just like an ant, with a finger, the light star fell on the knife light.

Just like gravel breaking through a long river, accompanied by a roar, the knife light shattered.

The star light turned into a star that was ten feet big, covering the golden general.

Boom!

The golden general didn't even scream. When the stars dispersed, only a pit of ten feet was left, and cracks spread around.

One finger, the golden general was destroyed!

Disappeared into smoke!

Qin Xuan looked forward calmly, "Just ants, even if there are thousands of them, what can they do?"

After the voice fell, Commander Xu finally couldn't help it, he roared: "Kill!"

This monk was too arrogant, but he also felt fear.

How terrifying was General Jin's strength, but he was killed by this monk with one finger! ?

In the roar, the whole mountain forest seemed to be filled with murderous intent, and the trees were broken. Many magic weapons, long rainbows, merged with murderous intent, and rushed straight to Qin Xuan.

"Monk is looking for death!"

"Kill!"

There was a roar, as if shaking the world.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently in the face of the many magic weapons and spiritual spells.

It was like a breeze on the face, indifferent pupils, and the collapse of the sky was just a breeze.

Qin Xuan's body trembled slightly, and the Eight Desolate War Pattern had already emerged. He held the Eternal Sword in his hand and shook it lightly.

The Eternal Sword turned into ten thousand swords, and fell on the many magic weapons and spiritual spells.

Boom boom...!

Hundreds of roars, waves of treasures, like fireworks, turned countless plants into wasteland, and the ground was in a mess.

Then, the sword in Qin Xuan's hand shook., turned into the Nine Palace Sword Domain.

The nine star palaces, all performed killing.

Sword Qi stars fell like rain, falling towards the hundred great true monarchs.

Boom!

"What!? This is the Sword Domain!"

"This monk is not a Buddhist, this Sword Domain has the Nine Palaces... Ah!"

In the Sword Domain, every time a star fell, someone was injured, bleeding, or even died.

Commander Xu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted: "This monk is quite powerful, quickly form a formation!"

Along with this roar, the more than one hundred true monarchs are worthy of being the royal relatives and divine guards of the Great Qian Kingdom. They suppressed their fear and reacted.

I saw many true monarchs condensing seals in their hands, and their spiritual power formed a large formation.

In an instant, a large formation has emerged, with spiritual power evolving into thousands of troops, bombarding the stars.

There is also an image of a real dragon, churning the starry sky, crushing the sword Qi stars.

Qin Xuan looked at it and smiled faintly.

"It's just a formation, a meager dragon energy!"

He stepped forward and walked towards the real dragon. As he moved, the Nine Palace Sword Domain was surrounded by thousands of stars, blocking the thousands of troops.

Until, Qin Xuan looked at the real dragon as if he was strolling in the garden.

"Roar!"

The real dragon roared, as if to show off, and twisted its body, coming towards Qin Xuan to kill him, wanting to tear Qin Xuan into pieces.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, he moved his mind, and the stars scattered, allowing the real dragon to come.

Then, Qin Xuan, wearing the body of the Eight Desolate War Pattern, took a step forward, and then, every inch of his bones and every inch of his flesh and blood were exerting force, and his flesh and blood were imprisoned, almost reaching the point where there was no extra strength, and all gathered in front of Qin Xuan.

This is the horror of cultivating the central consciousness, the flesh and blood are all controlled by oneself.

No waste of energy!

Then, Qin Xuan punched out.

It was like a mortal punching, without any magical effect. There were nine dragon patterns on the fist, but it did not shine. All the blood and energy gathered in this punch.

With this punch, Qin Xuan's strength was more than doubled compared to the past.

Facing the image of a real dragon formed by a hundred true monarchs, Qin Xuan did not retreat or avoid, and punched it.

Boom!

In an instant, the dragon formation was broken, and it was crushed.

Hundreds of true monarchs spit out blood and retreated one after another.

Qin Xuan put away the Nine Palace Sword Domain and smiled faintly. Then, he was like a golden roc, entering the crowd of hundreds of people.

Every punch hit the weakness of this true monarch, and every punch killed a true monarch.

Punch out, life died, blood splattered.

When Qin Xuan stopped, his fist was full of blood.

The wasteland was full of corpses.

Including Commander Xu, he still died with his eyes wide open, as if he had never figured out why there was such a terrifying existence in the world until his death.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, like a demon monk, his eyes swept over the dumbfounded Wuxian and Zhou Lianyun.

With a slight movement of his mind, the mirage beads dissipated.

He revealed his true cultivation, causing the chicken leg in Wuxian's hand to fall directly to the ground.

"What!"

"You, how could you only have..."

"Peak of the Spiritualization!?"

Peak of the Spiritualization, suppressing her Wuxian, killing hundreds of True Lords!

Incredible!