Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Looking down from a high position, just three words, but the young man with the golden mace slightly changed his color, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Who are you? You are just in the Transformation Realm, and you dare to fly in the air here?"

He didn't see the clothes on Qin Xuan for a while, after all, the chief disciple's clothes are different from the ordinary Tianyun Sect's clothes.

"Huh?" In the hall, one of the three Xuantian Zhenzong Supremes made a slight exclamation.

"Is that the clothes of the chief disciple of the Tianyun Sect? Transformation Realm?" He shook his head slightly, and although he didn't say the rest of the words, he could see the contempt in his eyes.

A disciple in the Transformation Realm is the chief disciple of a sect?

Not to mention in his Xuantian Zhenzong, it is almost unbelievable even in an ordinary third-grade sect.

"This should be the disciple of Tianyun Sect named Changqing, right? I have heard of him a little bit. He can be called the first incarnation of the North Desert. He should be quite powerful." Xue Lao also said slowly, "It's just a little rude. He is only in the incarnation realm. He is so arrogant. He is going to be in trouble."

Feng Mo's eyes contained a glimmer of light, and he suddenly laughed lightly, which puzzled the three supreme masters of Xuantian Sect.

Qin Xuan was in the air and glanced at the disciple of Xuantian Sect.

"Changqing, don't make trouble."

Feng Xuan spoke, his face changed slightly.

The young man with the golden mace was quite powerful. At least, no one in Tianyun Sect could defeat him under Daojun.

Qin Xuan was indeed extraordinary, but in Feng Xuan's eyes, he would not have much chance of winning against the young man.

Qin Xuan smiled lightly and did not comment on Feng Xuan's words.

Suddenly, a sword sound rose from his waist, and the three-foot-long sword of the Eternal Sword fell into Qin Xuan's hands.

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, Qin Xuan moved.

"Xuantian Zhenzong, no matter who you are, you hurt my Tianyun disciples..."

"Who gave you the courage!?"

His voice was calm, but it sounded like thunder, resounding in the world.

As soon as the voice fell, the Eternal Sword was out.

"It's ridiculous, a mere Divine Incarnation cultivator dares to attack me?" The young man with the golden mace never took Qin Xuan seriously. Liuyun, who was known as the first Nascent Soul of Tianyun Sect, was defeated by him, let alone a mere Divine Incarnation disciple.

He saw that there was no warning in the hall, sneered, and raised the golden mace in his hand.

"Yuanlin, don't be careless!"

Suddenly, at the edge of the battlefield, a man with black hair spoke, with a sharp light in his eyes, containing three colors, reflecting the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand.

Yuanlin never listened to it, he was still full of confidence, and did not take Qin Xuan seriously at all.

Just like an adult man, who cares about a toddler.

In an instant, Qin Xuan had already slashed out a sword, the sword light was like snow, and collided with the golden mace.

After a collision, ripples appeared in the void, and the ripples were like knives, slashing in all directions.

Qin Xuan did not retreat half a step, but Yuan Lin's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was surprised.

A mere transformation of the spirit, can actually block his mace?

"You are quite capable!" Yuan Lin sneered, and saw that the golden mace vibrated, as if there was a roar like a mountain collapse, and the vast golden light instantly submerged the Eternal Sword, and at the same time, submerged the figure of Qin Xuan.

"You are disrespectful, and you dare to attack me in the transformation of the spirit realm, so don't blame me for bullying the small and the weak!" Yuan Lin stared at the golden light.

"How shameless! You want to use your domain in front of my Tianyun Divine Transformation disciple?" Feng Xuan and others were angry.

Just when many Daojuns were secretly thinking that it was not good, suddenly, Yuan Lin, as if sensing the danger, stepped down suddenly.

Boom!

A sword energy, with golden light, directly tore the domain apart, revealing Qin Xuan's figure standing still.

"Bullying the weak with the strong? Ignorant ants, who don't even know the difference between the strong and the weak, dare to act presumptuously in the Tianyun Sect!"

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, stepped forward, holding the Eternal Sword, and slashed out suddenly.

Swish!

A snow-white sword energy, only more than ten feet long, directly tore the sky apart, as if this sword would cut through the clouds in the sky hundreds of feet high.

Tianyun Sword Technique, the third style, the Open Cloud Sword Style.

Qin Xuan's sword was too fast, and in an instant he passed Yuan Lin and appeared behind Yuan Lin.

Yuan Lin held the golden mace and crossed his arms. His arms were shaking. Suddenly, there was a sound of puffing. Thousands of holes were broken on the body's protective essence, and even the Xuantian Zhenzong clothing on his body was torn into countless holes, densely packed and crisscrossed, and even blood was diffused in it.

"What!?"

The Tianyun Sect's strong men looked at this scene in shock, and the Yuanying disciples of Xuantian Zhenzong were even more solemn.

Even the three supreme masters of Xuantian Zhenzong in the hall had their pupils slightly condensed.

"This is the sword way, the Kaiyun sword way!"

"Yuan Lin was too careless, he deserved it!"

Two people slowly said that Qin Xuan's sword was not strong, and if Yuan Lin was prepared, he could resist it and be safe.

But Qin Xuan's sword was too fast, and Yuan Lin was notI looked down on him, so that's why it happened.

However, these were minor injuries, and there was no question of victory or defeat.

"This boy has the strength to fight against a Yuanying!" Xue Lao spoke slowly, with surprise in her eyes.

In the Northern Wilderness, there are actually such talents. A spirit-transforming warrior fights against a Yuanying warrior. This is even more incredible than Yuan Lin's victory over Liuyun at the middle level of Yuanying. There is a great realm between them, and the ratio of the mana of the spirit-transforming warrior and the Yuanying warrior is even more like clouds and mud.

"You..." Yuan Lin was even more furious. He was not very tolerant to begin with. He was so embarrassed when Liuyun tore his sleeves. Now that he was injured by Qin Xuan, a spirit-transforming warrior, he was even more furious.

Just as he turned around, all of a sudden, all the pores on his body stood up, and a chill came from all directions, making Yuan Lin a little creepy.

Qin Xuan had already let go of the Eternal Sword, which was suspended in front of him without dancing. Countless sword qi emanated from the Eternal Sword, like thousands of strands of clouds and mist.

In the clouds and mist, Qin Xuan's figure completely disappeared, and there seemed to be thunder rumbling in it.

"Sword Domain!"

Among the disciples of Xuantian Zhenzong, the young man with long black hair whispered softly, with disbelief in his eyes.

The three supreme masters of Xuantian Zhenzong were moved.

Feng Mo's smile froze slightly, and he looked at Qin Xuan, "Thunder Cloud Sword Domain? How did this guy evolve the Thunder Cloud Sword Technique in the Sky Cloud Sword Technique into a domain?"

Tianyun Sword Technique, even the Tianyun ancestor at that time, only realized the Tianyun Sword Domain. The first four styles were just changes in the enlightenment of the cloud, but they were just the way, which was the foundation for building the Tianyun Sword Domain. Being able to cultivate the Thunder Cloud Sword Style in the Tianyun Sword Technique into a sword domain was shocking even in Feng Mo's eyes.

A faint voice came from the thundercloud.

"You injured my junior brother's bones thirty-six times. Now, you should pay for it with three hundred and sixty bones!"

As the voice fell, endless lightning burst out from the thundercloud, as if turning the world into a thunder prison.

"How is it possible? How can you, a mere incarnation, refine a sword domain!" Yuan Lin was even more incredible. He roared, moved his two swords, and used the double dragon mace method to chop out two dragons. The two dragons met and formed a large domain, like a dragon-shaped giant, impacting the endless thunder.

Boom boom boom...

The two domains collided, and in an instant, everyone around was almost deaf. Fortunately, there was magic power to protect them, and they were relieved.

But the lightning dissipated, the golden light diffused, revealing the two figures.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, and the Eternal Sword stood in front of him.

"A grain of light dares to compete for glory!?"

The voice slowly sounded, and everyone suddenly turned their eyes to Yuan Lin who had fallen to the ground unconscious.

His whole body was almost burnt black, and he had no strength at all, like a puddle of mud falling on the ground.

In the hall, the Supreme Master Xue Lao swept his thoughts down, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy.

She looked at Qin Xuan, "What a cruel little guy!"

Yuan Lin, all the bones in his body, regardless of size, were broken in 360 places.

Just as Qin Xuan said!