Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"Fool!" Wuxian's eyes were about to burst at this moment, and tears of blood seemed to flow from her eyes.

"All living beings have Dao bones, only I am like a demon!"

"Kill!"

Wuxian roared suddenly, and a huge white bone appeared behind her.

This is her Dao, the white bone Dao, which is the unity of Dao and bone that she has realized in her life. Then, the Dao bone behind Wuxian seemed to descend on her body.

The white bone merged into her body, and the two became one.

At this moment, Wuxian seemed to have turned into a real demon.

Her whole body was covered with demon patterns, no longer charming and seductive.

"Kill!"

She uttered a word, as if the sky was stained with blood, and as if thousands of demons spoke at the same time.

Wuxian had realized so many Dao bones in her life, mortals, cultivators, and even demons.

So many Dao bones were integrated into her body at this moment.

It was as if countless people's thoughts and the way of life were speaking in Wuxian's mind.

She was like a madman, but she had only one thought.

Kill!

Kill the person on the Immortal List in front of her!

Kill him!

Wuxian's body suddenly stepped forward, and as Su Xuan's body fell, she rose up against the sky and rushed into the endless golden crow sun flame.

"How dare a tiny bone compare to the blazing sun?" Wan Xu looked down at Wuxian, who was like a wind demon, and said coldly.

His eyes were indifferent, and then he tapped his feet lightly.

Just one knife, and it fell on Wuxian's delicate body.

The knife entered the flesh and blood, and blood spurted out, but what made Wan Xu's eyes even colder was.

His knife was actually blocked.

As if embedded in Wuxian's arm, Wan Xu looked at Wuxian, and saw the long sword touching Wuxian's arm. Countless magic patterns appeared on Wuxian's body, and thousands of bone claws emerged from his flesh and blood, like chains, which were broken in his sword energy, but they continued to flow.

Wan Xu stared at Wuxian coldly, and suddenly, countless black thunders rose from his long sword, annihilating the white bone claws.

Black thunders that break the evil!

…

In the Golden Crow Sun Flame, Tianxu and Wuliang were both struggling to support, and blood kept flowing from the corners of their mouths.

This immortal list prodigy is too strong.

In this Golden Crow Sun Flame, they are like trapped beasts.

Even so, the formation was burned and the magical powers were burned. Every backlash was like a heavy blow to the two of them.

Suddenly, Tianxu's face was shocked.

"The Golden Crow Sun Flame has weakened!" His old face showed ecstasy, "The Golden Crow Sun Flame, what a terrifying power, it is only stronger than the Hengyang Flame, even if it is a genius on the Immortal List, it should not be maintained all the time."

"Monk, how are you?"

"Not dead, Wuyou!" Wuliang was pale, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his voice weak.

In front of the two of them, the Golden Crow Sun Flame dissipated, revealing the sky.

Above the sky, the Hengyang Sun Flame continued to pass.

The smile on Tianxu's face had not disappeared, and suddenly, it froze.

He looked ahead, looking thousands of miles ahead.

A figure stood proudly.

Wanxu held a long sword, and above the long sword, a person was hanging.

Wuxian, with thousands of knife marks on his body, his clothes had long been soaked with blood, dripping on the ground.

The once lawless face had fallen deeply, and he didn't know whether he was dead or not.

"Wuxian!"

Tianxu shouted angrily. He looked at this scene with his eyes wide open.

Immediately, he ignored the serious injury, sacrificed the formation, and rushed towards Wanxu.

Wanxu faced Tianxu and just stretched out a finger. His finger pointed at the Sha-breaking Mysterious Thunder, which swept across the sky.

Boom!

The Mysterious Thunder bombarded, the formation was broken, and Tianxu rolled in the air for countless times before falling to the ground with a bang.

Blood spurted out of the corner of Tianxu's mouth again. He struggled on the ground as if he had used all his strength to support his body.

There was still Sha-breaking Mysterious Thunder shining on his body, which continued to hit him hard.

"Insects and flies, how ridiculous!"

Wanxu spoke coldly in the air. He glanced at Wuxian on the knife.

"The Saint of the Holy Demon Palace? Mo Yan, you are just a saint. Even if the Lord of the Holy Demon Palace is in front of me, he dare not be so disrespectful!"

"A spark of fire, but also tried to provoke Zhenyang!"

"You have no fear!"

"Today, I want to see what will happen to the sect cultivators in this barren land if I kill you? What dare I do?"

A faint murderous intent flashed across Wan Xu's eyes. He was a direct disciple of the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect.

The direct descendant of the Immortal Vein Sect, the pride of the Immortal List, looked down upon the stars, whether in terms of strength, talent, or background, he could look down upon all living beings.

Now, in this barren land, he has repeatedly been so disrespectful to him.

"Donor Wuxian!" Wuliang couldn't help chanting a Buddhist name. He sensed the murderous intent in Wan Xu's eyes.

Suddenly, the Buddha power in his body seemed to be ignited at this moment, and his body was covered with a huge fire., burning with a fierce fire.

Da Zizai Temple, lighting the lamp of Buddhism!

With my body, I will illuminate the darkness of all living beings!

He rushed towards Wan Xu like a ball of fire.

Wan Xu's eyes were indifferent, "The people of Da Zizai Temple, thousands of years ago, may have the qualifications to be disrespectful in front of me. Unfortunately, Da Zizai Temple has long been in decline. In front of the Wind and Thunder Sect, it is like a tiny candle flame, burning its glory, how can it shake the sky?"

"Just looking for death!"

He moved his fingers slightly, and thunder surged from his fingertips.

Boom!

A thunderbolt struck down, Wuliang's body shook, and he used his body as fire to hit the thunderbolt.

The thunderbolt broke, and Wuliang's mouth was bleeding, and the blood was even burning, turning into flames and melting around.

Wan Xu didn't care, he suddenly shot out the second thunderbolt.

Boom!

Wuliang's body shook, and the flames on his body seemed to be cut off by one third.

The third, the fourth... the seventh!

Seven golden thunderbolts, in total, shot out from Wan Xu's fingertips and landed on Wuliang's body.

Wuliang, having also crossed thousands of miles, appeared in front of Wan Xu.

But now, he was already covered with burn marks, his cassock was bloodshot, and his eyes were lifeless.

Wuliang had already been severely injured, and only a trace of will, the will to save Wuxian, supported him to come to Wan Xu's side.

He was walking, numb, like a puppet.

Wan Xu looked at Wuliang, who had lost his mind, and smiled coldly.

Suddenly, a great force rose up around him, pressing down like a mountain.

Wuliang knelt in the void with a bang.

Wan Xu took a step forward, stepping on Wuliang's head.

Boom!

With one step, Wuliang fell like a meteor, and was completely trampled under Wan Xu's feet, kneeling thousands of miles in front of Xianhuang Palace.

Tianxu looked at it, his eyes were about to burst.

Wanxu stepped on Wuliang, and Wuxian's blood seemed to have dried up on the long sword.

Tianxu stared blankly at the front. In front of the Xianhuang Palace, Su Xuan was seriously injured and his life or death was unknown.

Wuliang fainted, Wuxian was half dead, and Feng Bao was even more heartbroken.

"How could it be!"

"How could it be!"

Tianxu murmured, he half-knelt on the ground, and blood could be seen on his teeth when he opened his mouth.

A trace of contempt flashed across Wanxu's pupils. He was ignorant and stupid, and he deserved it.

How dare a mortal dare to go against the power of Jinwu Hengyang.

"Qingdi Palace, it's just ridiculous!" He spoke slowly, and the long sword in his hand had been pulled out from Wuxian's chest. Looking at Wuxian collapsed on the ground, the long sword pointed directly at Wuxian's throat.

Just when Wanxu was about to take action, a trembling cry of grief had already sounded.

"Qin Changqing, if you don't come out!"

"Wuxian, Wuxian girl... is going to die!"

Tianxu half-knelt on the ground, blood foam spurting from his mouth, two lines of old tears like blood, half-knelt in front of this Xianhuang Palace.

"Qin Changqing!"

"She... is going to die!"

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[Two updates today, I have something to do today, I may come back on Sunday or next Monday, and go out with my computer.

Old Meng who has no saved drafts... poor man! 】