Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Monster King Arena was littered with corpses and blood was like a lake.

Nine hundred and eighty-two peak Hedao monster kings died here, their bodies were thousands of feet tall, and their blood was shaking.

This bloody smell was almost suffocating.

Even on the Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Mountain, the monster lords noticed the Monster King Arena here.

Some monster lords looked at Qin Xuan with their pupils trembling.

"Is that the monster king under the command of Hun Tian Pengzun?"

"A thousand peak Hedao monster kings have died. Is Bai Yi a human?"

Some monster lords spoke in their respective holy mountains with frowns on their brows.

Regardless of whether those Hedao monster kings are from the Hun Tian Holy Mountain, they are monster kings of the Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Mountain after all. At the peak of Hedao, they are all qualified to become the Supreme. Now that a thousand have died, the Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Mountain cannot ignore it.

Even the seven pure-blooded holy monsters set their eyes on this Monster King Arena.

"Huntian!" The Yinglong's nose moved, and a white breath rolled down from the Holy Mountain like a waterfall.

It was dissatisfied. Under Huntian's command, the loss was so heavy. It was not only the loss of Wan Yao Holy Mountain, but also the reputation of Wan Yao Holy Mountain.

It turned its dragon head, and its pair of dragon eyes that looked majestic at the starry sky looked at Huntian Holy Mountain.

On the Huntian Holy Mountain, Huntian Pengzun's face was almost extremely ugly.

"Damn it!"

"Who is this white-clothed man!"

"He is looking for death!"

A roar sounded in Huntian Pengzun's heart.

It was not a broad-minded person, but a demon who would take revenge for the slightest grievance. Otherwise, how could it still forget the hatred with Xi and Wa.

Thousands of demon kings at the peak of the Hedao fell. Huntian Pengzun could imagine how the seven holy demons would blame it after the demon king competition.

It already displeased many demon lords in the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons. If even the Holy Demon was not satisfied with it, even if it was recognized by the Holy Mountain, it would probably be expelled sooner or later.

The 170 demon lords in the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons might not dare to do so.

But the seven great holy demons were qualified.

The strong are respected. The strength of the seven great holy demons, each of them can almost rank among the top three existences of the human race's immortal veins.

Each of them is a living being, a real pure-blooded dragon and phoenix, an existence that transcends all living beings.

Even the Night Devouring Demon Peng was shocked at this moment. It felt the gaze of the Holy Demon, and there was a trace of anger in its eyes.

If one prospers, all prosper. If one suffers, all suffer. If Hun Tian Peng Zun is dissatisfied with the Holy Demon and is expelled, its fate will not be much better.

"Don't worry, father, my brother hasn't made a move yet, and he will definitely kill the white-clothed man!" The Night Devouring Demon Peng could only comfort him. He wanted to rush into the Demon King Arena, but unfortunately, in front of the seven great holy demons and 170 immortal vein demon lords, how could he dare to do so.

Hun Tian Peng Zun's throat rolled, and he wanted to utter a word, but he finally endured it.

However, his expression was still extremely ugly and difficult to fade.

...

At this moment, in the Monster King Arena, many Hedao Monster Kings were already full of fear, panic, and even anger.

"Looking for death!"

Some Monster Kings were overwhelmed and rushed towards Qin Xuan.

Four hundred and sixty-five Hedao Monster Kings had lost most of their combat power at this moment.

There were even Monster Kings whose bodies were torn apart, with bodies without wings and claws without heads. If the demon pills and life bones had not been broken, they would have fallen long ago.

Fortunately, the Hedao Monster Kings had already merged their souls and bodies into one. As long as the life bones were not damaged, they would not fall even if their heads were cut off.

Qin Xuan looked at the Hedao Monster Kings with thousands or tens of thousands of feet of monster bodies rushing over, with an indifferent expression.

Immediately, he slashed with a sword.

There were only a few Hedao demon kings, not enough to make him move the Wandao return to one.

The next moment, those demon kings followed the footsteps of the blood sea on the ground, and blood fell like a waterfall.

Qin Xuan looked at the remaining thousand demon pengs, his face was normal, as if the suffocating sea of ​​blood and corpses in front of him was not abnormal in his eyes.

He stepped on the blood sea, looking at the thousand Hedao demon kings through the many corpses.

The next moment, he moved.

Behind him, thousands of flowers bloomed, and in an instant, the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand emitted a million-foot sword light again.

The sword light seemed to tear the starry sky and slashed at the demon pengs.

"Get out of the way!"

"Escape!"

In the air, the big peng screamed in shock and anger, and the pengs wished they had wings on their backs, climbed to the top speed, and fled madly.

Even so, a large number of demon rocs still fell. The demon bodies of thousands or tens of thousands of feet now became obstacles. Some demon rocs reacted and immediately shrunk their bodies to avoid Qin Xuan's sword.

Even so, the previous sword severely injured the demon rocs, and under this sword, almost eight out of ten fell.

Bang bang bang bang...

One demon roc after another fell into the sea of ​​blood like a mountain, setting off a storm.

Those were all demon blood, not an abnormal phenomenon, but real demon blood, which spread almost a million miles on this demon king arena.

It was like forming a million miles of sea of ​​blood,Among them, corpses of thousands of feet and tens of thousands of feet long demon rocs were floating in the air.

This sword killed more than 600 demon rocs and severely injured more than 300.

Qin Xuan looked at the remaining less than a thousand Hedao demon kings, and before the demon rocs could catch their breath, he struck out the third sword.

All the flowers shook, and with this sword, the green wood vision behind Qin Xuan was shattered and disintegrated into nothingness.

And this sword cut off seven of the less than a thousand remaining demon rocs.

All the other Hedao demon kings were severely injured.

With just three swords, more than two thousand Hedao peak demon kings and more than two thousand demon rocs with bodies of thousands of feet and tens of thousands of feet were almost destroyed at this moment.

At this moment, even the little saint of Jinpeng had a blank mind.

That was a Hedao demon king, and the man in white was not the Supreme, how... how could it be like this!

When the little Saint Jin Peng came to his senses, his eyes were almost bloodshot.

"Saint, the rest depends on you. This human has lost all his mana and will surely die!"

The old demon kings who had been following the little Saint Jin Peng moved at this moment.

Qin Xuan was too terrifying, and those three swords were even more terrifying.

Unstoppable!

Unstoppable!

Even if the little Saint Jin Peng faced him, he would definitely be seriously injured.

They had already rejected the previous thoughts and were waiting for Qin Xuan's mana to run out.

How could such a terrifying sword skill consume ordinary energy?

They finally waited until Qin Xuan's mana was exhausted before they took action.

Even so, they were not confident that they could kill Qin Xuan, but they took action in the hope of eliminating Qin Xuan's remaining power and preparing for the little Saint Jin Peng to win the title of the Demon King Arena.

More than 2,000 demon kings from the same mountain and the same bloodline have fallen. Here are their friends and their bloodline, but now they are buried here.

"Holy Son, they have died here, but you don't need to blame yourself!"

"Remember the order of the demon lord, and seize the ancient demon order. They also died for what they deserved!"

One demon king spoke, old and frail, with gray wings, but facing Qin Xuan, he was fierce.

The sound of the Pengming shook the world, and several old demon kings all took action.

Qin Xuan looked at these demon kings and slowly put away the Eternal Sword.

Although it is good to have all the ways return to one, it is a pity that the consumption is too great. If he can only use three swords, the flowers in his body will wither.

He looked at the old demon kings and the demon Peng following behind the old demon king.

Qin Xuan smiled, and a line of light appeared between his eyebrows.

A golden light pierced through in an instant, as if a divine light pierced the starry sky.

As far as the eye can see, there is demon blood like a waterfall, and the wings of the roc fly across the sky.

In an instant, those old demon kings and hundreds of demon kings behind them were all destroyed.

Fighting nine styles, the gods sigh!

Qin Xuan stood quietly on the sea of ​​blood, watching the demon rocs fall, his eyes were calm.

Outside the demon king ring, Tu Xian looked at Qin Xuan quietly, looking at the white clothes.

Even she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

A white dress, killing the demon king ring, blood shed and feathers floated for millions of miles...

Killing the roc is like killing a chicken!

It must be him!

No doubt!