Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The sound of sorrow seemed to make the heavens weep.

In front of the Fairy Phoenix Palace, there seemed to be a slight fluctuation, which flashed away.

Wan Xu's eyes were indifferent, and the long knife in his hand ruthlessly cut down.

Suddenly, Wan Xu's eyes shook, and he suddenly turned the knife and slashed at the air in front of him.

In front of the knife, a shadow appeared with a bang.

A punch collided with the blade.

The wings spread like thunder.

Thousands of miles later, it seemed as if the sky exploded with a bang.

Like a trace of breaking the sky, the wind swept to both sides, as if someone had opened a tornado in the air.

What a speed, crossing thousands of miles in an instant.

After his body appeared, the waves of heaven and earth were shaken.

Time stopped at this moment.

Boom!

Immediately, Wan Xu's body shook, and he saw that his body retreated thousands of miles under this punch.

With one punch, Wan Xu retreated a thousand miles, while Qin Xuan advanced a thousand miles.

His eyes were so cold that the whole Hengyang seemed dead silent.

The wings behind him were covered with flesh scales, and were as bright as silver.

On the wings, there was a pair of round beads like sky beads. Where the wind and thunder shone, countless wind and thunder condensed, as if they were formed by thousands of rules, like the eyes of heaven, like the power of heaven.

Wan Xu's pupils contained incredible things, as if it was incredible that the power of this punch actually made him retreat a thousand miles.

"Ridiculous, do you think you can save them by showing up?"

Wan Xu uttered cold words, and suddenly, the Golden Crow soared into the sky. Unlike the Golden Crow Yangyan before, all the power was not wasted at all, and all condensed in the Golden Crow Dharma behind him.

Its temperature was no weaker than Hengyang, and the temperature of the entire Xianhuang Palace seemed to be horrifyingly high.

The Golden Crow cried, flapped its wings and flew, merging into the long sword.

"Wind, thunder and everything, cut!"

A brilliant sword light, like the way of wind and thunder, like the rules of heaven and earth, gathered the Golden Crow's Yang Yan.

Qin Xuan's fist was turning red, and the place where it touched the blade was constantly vibrating.

Every vibration had ripples, sweeping across thousands of miles.

It was as if Qin Xuan's fist was fighting with Wan Xu.

Only Qin Xuan's eyes were cold and indifferent, and his thin lips opened slightly, slowly spitting out a word.

"Get out!"

With a bang, Qin Xuan's body showed a series of battle patterns.

Eight Desolate Battle Body!

However, this time, the Eight Desolate Battle Body seemed to have transformed again.

Each of the Eight Desolate Battle Patterns was no longer gold, but a kind of blazing white, as if the essence was burning to the extreme, shining to the extreme, like white lava, emitting endless divine light.

Its light was even brighter than the Golden Crow.

With a bang, Qin Xuan took a step forward.

With one step, Wan Xu's body shook violently, and his pupils shrank suddenly. In those shrunken pupils, there was extreme horror.

At this moment, he felt that Qin Xuan was no longer the same as before, and his strength actually made him feel unstoppable.

Boom!

Wan Xu's arms slightly bent, and his body tilted backwards. Finally, he moved half a step.

Before Wan Xu could make another move, Qin Xuan had already retracted his fist and attacked again.

This time, there seemed to be nine dragon patterns on his fist.

Yinglong, Zhulong, Canglong...

The chant of the nine dragons moved the heaven and earth, and shook the universe!

With one punch, Wan Xu's body rolled backwards like a meteor, and stepped into the void and retreated.

One punch, retreat another 30,000 miles!

Wan Xu's face was slightly flushed, and his eyes were full of shock and anger.

"How is it possible!"

"It's only been a short time, and you've improved your strength to this level?"

Wan Xu seemed to be unable to believe this fact. When he fought with Qin Xuan in Dafeng City before, Qin Xuan was almost unable to fight him without taking the Honghu Pill.

Now, in this short period of time, Qin Changqing in front of him can actually suppress him.

Pills!

Wan Xu paused in his heart, as if he remembered something, standing 30,000 miles away, "Have you taken that pill again? Do you think that with the power of the pill, you can compete with me again!?"

Wan Xu's eyes showed a monstrous chill. In the past, he had one arm cut off and the Three Cities Ring taken away.

As a prodigy on the Immortal List, he was actually so injured in this barren land.

This is a great shame and humiliation. If this humiliation is not avenged, he, Wan Xu, will not be a human being.

Qin Xuan looked at Wan Xu indifferently, "Honghu Pill? Why do I need to borrow something to kill you today!"

Immediately, he moved his fingers slightly, and green leaves appeared on his fingertips.

Five in total, turned into streams of light, and fell on the bodies of Tianxu and others.

"It's hard for you, leave this man to me!"

He looked at Su Xuan, a sword piercing his chest, looked at Wuxian, thousands of knife marks into his bones, looked at Wuliang, piercing his head with glaring footprints, looked at Feng Bao, his heart was broken, looked at Tianxu, and knelt on the ground in desolation.

Wan Xu!

What a fairy list!

What a windThunder All Things Sect!

A hint of killing intent suddenly appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes.

"Today, you!"

"You shall die!"

As soon as the voice fell, the wings behind Qin Xuan shook.

With just a shake, Qin Xuan's figure disappeared.

"The advantage of the tongue!"

Wan Xu was immediately alert to the extreme, his eyes solemn.

As for what Qin Xuan said, he would not take it seriously.

If he had not taken the elixir of the past, how could Qin Changqing be so strong? Even if he was a monster, his strength would not have surpassed ten times in such a short time. Such a terrifying degree.

However, Wan Xu had to admit that Qin Xuan's current strength, regardless of whether he had taken the elixir or not, was indeed qualified to fight him.

If Qin Xuan did not die, he could be expected to be on the Immortal List!

What a pity!

"Today, one of you and I must be buried here!"

Wan Xu's voice was cold, and behind him, a series of golden crows suddenly appeared, like the eternal sun.

Seventeen golden crows, seventeen rounds of eternal sun.

As if reenacting the battle of Dafeng City in the past, Wan Xu had a sneer on his lips.

"I want to see how you can break my magical power now?" There was a hint of pride in Wan Xu's eyes. Now he has entered the upper level of Return to Void. He is no longer the same as before. His strength is more than twice as strong as before in Dafeng City.

If he had such strength in Dafeng City, what would Qin Xuan do even if he took the elixir?

Even now, how could Qin Xuan be his opponent.

He is Wan Xu, the pride of Fenglei Wanwu Sect, the 97th on the Immortal List, and the one who looks down on the world.

If he improves by one point, he is more than a hundred times better than ordinary cultivators of the same realm.

Seventeen rounds of Hengyang fell with a bang, blocking everything.

No matter how fast Qin Xuan is, what can he do?

If you want to get close to him, you must break his Golden Crow magical power, Seventeen rounds of Hengyang.

Just as Wan Xu sneered, Qin Xuan's figure appeared, appeared in front of a round of Hengyang, looked at the Golden Crow, and slowly raised his hand.

Immediately, there was a tremor behind him, and his palm swept the Hengyang Golden Crow.

Slaughtering Sun Hand!

It was as if it was passing through bubbles, and the arrow pierced the sky, the attack of the falling sun, accompanied by the shaking of the wings behind Qin Xuan, in just a moment, above the sky, the seventeen Hengyangs were all cracked, and the waves seemed to burn the entire Xianhuang Palace.

Wan Xu's smile was even more stagnant.

The magical power was broken, and the backlash made his body burn like fire, and the Golden Crow seed was even more decaying.

Suddenly, the figure of Qin Xuan was reflected in Wan Xu's pupils.

A figure, with wings like a dragon, containing wind and thunder.

A face, indifferent as ice, hiding murderous intent.

A pair of eyes, looking down on him as an ant, revealing a sharp edge!

Wan Xu immediately moved the long knife in his hand, but unfortunately, Qin Xuan's palm was faster.

Slaughtering Sun Hand, fell directly into Wan Xu's Dantian.

With a loud bang, Wan Xu fell to the ground like a piece of paper under Qin Xuan's palm, and his back and the ground of Xianhuang Palace roared, and even the sound of broken bones and muscles could be heard.

And in Wan Xu's body, in his dantian, the decaying golden crow seed was...

shattered into nothingness under Qin Xuan's palm!