Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the Nine Mountains of Tianyun, the battle continued, roaring, mountains collapsing, trees breaking, and raging winds... It was like the end of the world!

All the people watching from afar sighed.

The battle between the three-grade sects was so terrifying that nearly a million miles turned into a battlefield.

In the sky, Huan Yuan stood with his hands behind his back. He looked indifferent, overlooking the entire Nine Mountains of Tianyun and the towering Tianyun Divine Tree.

It was as if he was the master who was high above, looking down at ants.

Until he moved, and with a light step, he tore the void.

His eyes were cold, and his hands suddenly condensed into a spell. Behind him, countless giant eyes opened and looked at the Taoist masters of Tianyun Sect.

There were only thirty-six Taoist masters of Tianyun Sect, and under that giant eye, three or five of them happened to look at the giant eye.

Suddenly, the three or five Taoist masters of Tianyun were stunned, their pupils were dilated, and gradually became sluggish.

At this moment, a flute appeared in Huanyuan's hand. He tapped the white flute lightly, and suddenly, the flute mouth split open, and a handleless flying sword flew out from it.

Huanyuan's mind moved, and the handleless flying sword turned into a ray of subtle light, which instantly swept across the heads of the five famous Dao Lords.

The speed of the flying sword was so fast that even Feng Xuan and others did not react. A slight wound appeared on the forehead of the five Dao Lords.

The scattered eyes gradually turned dim. Not only that, the dead Dao Lord actually died with a smile, and his face was full of happiness.

"Huanyuan!"

There was a roar in the world, and Feng Xuan's eyes were about to burst.

He stared at Huanyuan, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot. How many Dao Lords were there in the entire Tianyun Sect? No more than thirty, and now five of them have been lost.

That flying sword pierced through the five Dao Lords' souls, and they were dead beyond death. They had not even managed to enter the Nascent Soul stage or escape from their bodies.

Those were five Dao Lords. Tianyun Sect had put in so much effort. One of them was even Feng Xuan's beloved disciple, who was expected to become a great power and the Supreme Being.

Huan Yuan turned his eyes slightly, and he stretched out his right hand, and the split white flute merged into one.

The white flute spun, and Huan Yuan raised his lips slightly, "Feng Xuan, what do you have to say?"

The handleless flying sword turned back, and the giant eye behind him, which seemed to be a soul-stirring eye, fell on Feng Xuan like an endless whirlpool.

Feng Xuan looked at him, his pupils suddenly condensed, and he shouted immediately.

"Break!"

Veins popped out on his old face, and runes were around his pupils, turning into a barrier to block the power from the giant eye that could sink him.

"Eye of Sinking! Cloud-Breaking Flute Sword!" Feng Xuan exhaled a turbid breath and looked at Huan Yuan, but his heart was heavy.

Although he was already at the peak of He Dao, Huan Yuan was only at the middle level of He Dao, but now, Feng Xuan felt a kind of pressure.

Feng Xuan naturally knew Huan Yuan's talent. The Eye of Sinking was even more of a magical power of Huan Yun Collection, and the Cloud-Breaking Flute Sword was also a great treasure of Huan Yun Sect.

The opponent's strength would not be weaker than his Feng Xuan, but would only be stronger!

He looked at Huan Yuan's slightly mocking smile, and his eyes suddenly sank slightly.

In the He Dao realm of Tian Yun Sect, if even he could not defeat Huan Yuan, then no one in the entire Tian Yun Sect could defeat him except Feng Mo.

Immediately, he turned his palm, and two treasures appeared in his hand.

They were all fourth-level treasures, one of which was Tian Xiao Pavilion.

Tian Xiao Pavilion was seen spinning, and the forbidden light was turning, like a mountain across the sky, directly pressing towards Huan Yuan.

"Tianxiao Pavilion!" Huan Yuan's smile froze slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

This treasure was the humiliation of Huanyun Sect. Now that Feng Xuan used it, it reminded him of the unhappiness at the beginning.

Tianxiao Pavilion pressed forward, and Huan Yuan held the white flute with his fingers and placed it on his lips.

Melodious music sounded, and waves of sound almost condensed into substance, like waves, sweeping towards Tianxiao Pavilion.

Boom!

Like a big wave shaking the mountains, accompanied by the sound of melodious music, the sky and the void were twisting and breaking.

Feng Xuan's face flushed slightly. He spent seven years refining this Tianxiao Pavilion, but now he felt blocked when the white flute sounded.

It was as if he was facing endless waves hitting his body, and his mind was turbulent.

Feng Xuan suppressed his discomfort and moved another treasure.

This is a wooden tripod, a fourth-grade treasure left by the ancestors of the Tianyun Sect. It is made of the heartwood of the Tianyun sacred tree and is as light as a feather.

The wooden tripod rotated and went towards the sound of the flute.

Wherever it passed, the wooden tripod almost burst into a blazing light, like riding the wind and waves. The sound waves of the white flute fell on the wooden tripod and seemed to be broken and absorbed.

Huan Yuan smiled indifferently, "Tianyun Wooden Tripod, Tianxiao Pavilion, it's a pity that these two treasures are in the hands of you, an old guy, it's really a waste of heaven's gifts!"

He shook his head, his mind moved, and five flying swords suddenly rose up.

The sound of the flute suddenly changed from melodious to sharp as if it was condensed into substance, and sound waves lingered on the handleless flying sword, the flying sword landed on the Tianyun Wooden Tripod in an instant.

Boom!

A white dot appeared on the wooden tripod, and the sound waves helped the flying sword, making the sharpness of the handleless flying sword almost doubled suddenly.

Feng Xuan's face suddenly turned blood red, as if stained with blood. He groaned, and his feet retreated one after another, and the Tianyun Wooden Tripod was shaking.

"Feng Xuan, the Tianyun Sect has fallen, and you should also enter the reincarnation. Why insist on guarding it." Huanyuan stepped forward, and the white flute played, but a voice spread throughout the world, "The treasures in the world are owned by the capable. Your Tianyun Sect has experienced a great disaster and has long been strong on the outside. The Tianyun Divine Tree will sooner or later belong to others."

Huanyuan's eyes suddenly bloomed with brilliance, and the sound of the flute was like the sound of fighting on the battlefield. There were thousands of sound waves, which turned into armored soldiers and horses. I don’t know how many there are, like a torrential rain, rushing towards the Tianxiao Pavilion.

The forbidden light on the Tianxiao Pavilion flickered and kept turning, obliterating the sound of the flute and the armor.

The flying sword swept through the Tianyun Wooden Tripod in a myriad of ways, as if there were countless silk threads. Every time it flashed, a tiny white dot would appear on the wooden tripod, but for Feng Xuan, every time the flying sword landed on the wooden tripod, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his mind.

Until Feng Xuan retreated seven steps, and suddenly a little blood-red appeared in his seven orifices, and the blood-red turned into blood stains and flowed out of his seven orifices.

Seeing this, Huan Yuan smiled, and the flying sword became more fierce, and the flute sounded more fierce.

Boom!

Finally, Feng Xuan could no longer withstand such an attack. With a wow, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell from the air like a rag.

"Elder Feng Xuan!"

A powerful person swallowed a pill and burst out with twice the usual strength, shaking off the two powerful people who besieged him, and went to Feng Xuan, catching Feng Xuan's falling figure.

In the entire Tianyun Nine Mountains, there were countless Tianyun clothes stained with blood, retreating step by step, and even some Tianyun disciples used self-destruction to drag others to pay with their lives.

This battle was too tragic. Facing a force several times stronger than them, the entire Tianyun Sect was almost in danger and it would not take long for them to be defeated.