Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Yuan Lin fell in the field. A disciple of Xuantian Sect had already taken action. He stared at Qin Xuan with cold eyes, took Yuan Lin back, took the elixir, and recovered from his injuries.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. He turned and looked at the disciples of Xuantian Sect. His eyes also swept over the three supreme masters of Xuantian Sect.

After just one glance, he ignored them and looked at Li Xuandao and Fengmo.

"Disciple Changqing, meet the sect master and the master!"

He bowed slightly, which was very different from his previous state.

Many Tianyun Sect masters reacted and looked at Qin Xuan.

"Hiss, I haven't seen this little guy for ten years. It's getting more and more terrifying!"

"Thunder Cloud Sword Domain, there has never been a Thunder Cloud Sword Domain in my Tianyun Sect, but he realized it with a spirit transformation."

"Chief disciple, after this battle, you deserve the title."

Many masters discussed, looking at Qin Xuan with excitement and shock.

Qin Xuan won the battle and made Tianyun Sect proud, which was naturally what they were happy to see.

Before, Tianyun Sect was frequently suppressed by Xuantian Zhenzong. Everyone in the Tianyun Sect had a grudge in their hearts, but now they have let it all out, which is very satisfying.

"This little guy, he has returned after ten years, which is a great gift!" Li Xuandao also smiled. Although there was a lot hidden in the smile, he still smiled and nodded at Qin Xuan.

Ten years, the peak of the spirit transformation, whether it is the speed of cultivation or the Thunder Cloud Sword Domain that defeated Yuanlin, made Li Xuandao satisfied.

He also felt relieved for the decision he made at the beginning. Tianyun Sect is going to produce a demon, and it is expected to enter the immortal list.

As long as Tianyun Sect survives the catastrophe of the limit of Fengmo's life span and holds on until Qin Xuan rises, Tianyun Sect will stand on Moyun Star again, unmoved.

"Three hundred years, even if it is a wild talk, I pray for it to be true!" Li Xuandao whispered in his heart.

He knew that he alone would not be able to support the Tianyun Sect.

It would be as difficult as ascending to heaven for him to enter the Supreme in three hundred years.

It would be as difficult as ascending to heaven for Qin Xuan to enter the Supreme, but Qin Xuan's confidence gave Li Xuandao a glimmer of hope.

"The little guy is extraordinary. If he enters my Xuantian Sect, he will definitely achieve higher achievements!" Xue Lao put away her gloomy eyes and smiled faintly.

Li Xuandao's smile froze, and anger appeared in his eyes.

If Xue Lao was not the Supreme, Tianyun Sect was not as powerful as Xuantian Sect, and he almost turned against her.

This time, Xuantian Sect came to let Yun Ni enter Xuantian Sect and take away his daughter, which made Li Xuandao's patience reach the limit.

What's more, Xuantian Sect is now planning to target Qin Xuan.

Feng Mo on the side couldn't help but glance at Xue Lao lightly, grinning, revealing the few remaining teeth.

"Old man, why don't you say that it's better for people on the Immortal List to enter your Xuantian Sect?"

"It's just a fact, I just said it casually!" Xue Lao did not deny it, but she said that Tianyun Sect was lonely everywhere in her words.

Feng Mo tapped again with the little finger of his right hand. He smiled. Although he was not angry in his heart, he also tolerated the three old guys of Xuantian Sect.

At this time, a loud shout came from the field.

Among the Yuanying disciples of Xuantian Sect, one of them had a ferocious look.

"How dare you take such a heavy hand?"

Many Tianyun Sect strongmen turned their eyes and fell on the person who spoke.

This is a man wearing black clothes, a jade belt around his waist, and a black crown on his head. When he turned his palm, an ink pen appeared in his hand.

They knew this person, named Yuanhong, a Yuanying upper-grade disciple of Xuantian Sect, with good strength.

It was this person who had fought against ten top Yuanying Realm True Lords of Tianyun Sect and won all ten battles, making it difficult for Tianyun Sect to raise its head.

Qin Xuan turned his head slightly and looked at Yuan Hong, "If you hurt my Tianyun disciples, you should pay back tenfold. What? Do you have any questions?"

His casual tone made the faces of those True Lords of Tianyun Sect look ugly, and Yuan Hong's face was even more livid.

"You..."

"What a arrogant tone!"

The young man with green hair turned his eyes, and his three-color pupils reflected Qin Xuan's figure.

Is Tianyun Sect really a major sect of immortal veins? Pay back tenfold? With the power of Tianyun Sect today, this is just a joke.

Suddenly, the ink pen moved, swept through the air, drew a black rainbow, and Yuan Hong walked on the black rainbow.

"Let me see what you are capable of, to dare to speak so arrogantly!"

There was anger in his eyes, and the ink pen in his hand turned, and in an instant, thousands of ink drops fell.

The ink drops became paintings, and turned into weapons such as knife handles and sticks.

This is a true lord who combines the ways of ink painting and calligraphy. The ink pen in his hand can make the ink painting into an object.

In an instant, thousands of ink soldiers came across the sky, like a rain of ink.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, and the Eternal Sword in his hand trembled, and the sound of the sword soared into the sky, almost breaking the clouds and mist on the Tianyun Nine Mountains.

Then, the sword energy turned intoThousands of swords, each of which was only the size of a raindrop, clear and transparent, fell into the ink soldiers.

Boom boom boom...

In the air, the ink soldiers collided with the clear rain, countless ink soldiers were broken, and the ink rain dispersed.

At this moment, the dispersed ink turned into fine needles like cow hair and came towards Qin Xuan.

Yuan Hong sneered in his eyes, "My ink and brush magical power is ever-changing, how can it be compared with your clumsy sword style."

Millions of ink needles almost blocked Qin Xuan and he could not retreat. Yuan Hong, who was holding an ink pen, was like a saint, breaking thousands of swords with one ink pen.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, he looked at the thousands of ink needles, and suddenly, the sword energy that had dispersed into water mist before quietly turned into thousands of threads, like a vast white fog, and those ink needles were trapped in the white fog like fish in a net.

Yuan Hong's pupils shrank slightly, but Qin Xuan had already smiled leisurely.

"Whether it's clumsy or not, it's not your turn to judge!"

"It's as easy as flipping my hand to beat you!"

As soon as the voice fell, mist filled the air, annihilating the ink color. Then, the mist in the sky condensed into clear rain again, covering Yuanhong.

"You!" Yuanhong didn't have time to speak, he suddenly shouted, and the ink pen in his hand waved countless times at this moment, and it turned into a piece of ink, like a domain, covering in front of him, allowing the clear rain sword energy to fall into it.

It was like clear rain falling into an ink pond, but it only caused a few ripples in the ink domain, and then disappeared.

"It's ridiculous, I want to see how you beat me?" Yuanhong laughed loudly, and his ink domain also changed in thousands of ways. Ink is originally a thing in water. If the clear rain sword energy enters it and is refined by this domain, it will strengthen this ink domain instead.

Qin Xuan shook his head and smiled, "An inch of raging fire can refine an inch of real gold, but how can it refine a thousand-foot wave!"

After the sound fell, the ink and water domain trembled suddenly, and Yuan Hong groaned suddenly and stepped back a few steps.

I saw that the vast clear rain was not refined by his domain, but penetrated his ink and water domain.

Not only that, the mist formed by the shattering of the Qingyu sword energy before was already lingering in front of him. The mist lingered and turned into clear rain. In an instant, countless of them went to Yuan Hong.

Boom boom boom...

There was a roar, and there were continuous roars.

"This is the second sword domain. He has also cultivated the Qingyu sword force into a sword domain?"

This time, Feng Mo stood up suddenly.

Tianyun Sword Method, the first four styles are Tao, outlining the foundation of the fifth style of Tianyun Sword Method, Tianyun Sword Domain, and now, Qin Xuan has cultivated both the Thunder Cloud Sword Style and the Qingyu Sword Style into a sword domain.

Even the Tianyun Patriarch who created this sword technique could not do this. Otherwise, the Tianyun sword technique would be five sword domains instead of five styles.

Feng Xuan was also stunned. The white mist turned into rain, and the rain turned into white mist. The cycle was endless.

One powerful man even murmured in a daze: "This guy actually..."

"Surpassed the ancients!"

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