Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the Bixi, the white clothes disappeared, and with them, the Eternal Sword.

Many strong men had not even reacted yet.

A white-clothed man quietly landed on the mountain, his black hair fluttered slightly, and a little blood fell from the tip of the sword on the sword embryo.

The next moment, in the eyes of many strong men full of shock and fear, they saw that the Jiaolong Demon Lord who had attacked Qin Xuan several times before had a sword mark on his head, piercing through his eyebrows, and there was a faint bloodstain, slowly flowing from his forehead and the back of his head.

The Jiaolong Demon Lord didn't even say a word, and all the vitality in his body was annihilated.

In the distance, Bixi roared loudly, and swallowed the body of the Jiaolong Demon Lord directly into the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd.

"What!?"

With a bang, the strong retreated, full of fear.

In an instant, the Great Demon Venerable with dragon bloodline has perished?

How is it possible! ?

Not only the strong ones, but also the young man, at this moment, their pupils shrank into needles.

Instantly killing the Great Demon Venerable, what kind of strength is this?

"When the candle in the wind is revived, it may burn the sky and extinguish the sun!"

Qin Xuan held the Eternal Sword and looked at the strong ones and the young man quietly.

Although his consciousness was chaotic before, it did not mean that he did not remember anything. Everything that happened was in his memory.

"You, who call yourself the Demon Lord, and your name is Qin Xuan?"

His eyes were indifferent, his body had long recovered to eight feet, and he was dressed in white, but the faces of the many strong men were shocked.

"That old man... How is it possible!?"

"Instantly killing the Demon Venerable, eight feet in white..."

Many strong men had some associations.

Before, Qin Xuan was in the life-breaking calamity, like a rotten wood, who could believe that Qin Xuan was the Demon Lord.

But at this moment, many demon lords present could not help but have doubts.

Some powerful men even looked at the young man with anger in their eyes.

They handed over their treasures. If the young man was fake...

At this moment, the young man's eyes were calm. He was not panicked at all. Instead, he said with a hint of pride: "What do you mean by self-praise? I am the demon lord Qin Xuan!"

"What? Are you trying to impersonate this demon lord with this outfit?"

"No wonder you pretended to be old and said strange things to confuse the crowd before."

There was no fear or worry in his eyes. He stared at Qin Xuan, "The God King of the Forbidden Land and the Lord of the Forbidden Land are slaughtering the strong men in my cultivation world in the Demon Blood Continent. You are thinking about pretending to be me. It's ridiculous."

"Do you think that you can escape the killing of the strong men in the Hangu Emperor Domain by pretending to be me?"

The young man's voice was cold, with a hint of warning.

Qin Xuan could hear that this person wanted to use the title of the God King of Forbidden Land and the Lord of Forbidden Land to suppress him.

He was very confident. Perhaps in his heart, he could fight even against the real Qin Xuan.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. In the eyes of the strong, the so-called Demon Lord Qin Xuan is just a powerful person.

If he can beat Qin Xuan, then he is the real one, so he has no fear.

Qin Xuan's expression remained the same, and he said lightly: "It's just the God King of Forbidden Land. In my eyes, it's just dust."

"You underestimate the word Demon Lord, and you underestimate me, Qin Xuan."

The next moment, Qin Xuan moved, holding the sword and walking slowly towards the young man.

He did not use his magical powers, but just took one step at a time, and his steps were very slow.

On his body, golden patterns lit up, and the Eight Desolate Battle Body gradually opened.

The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and the faces of the many powerful men also changed slightly. Every time Qin Xuan stepped, it seemed as if he stepped into their hearts. Every step made their bodies tremble and their minds sway.

The young man was also like this, with extremely solemn eyes.

He knew that he might have run into the real master, but what he couldn't understand was that in the vast Demon Blood Continent, why did he meet the real demon master Qin Xuan here.

"Really bad luck!" On the side, Tu Xian couldn't help but mutter to himself. Before, Qin Xuan's mind was already chaotic, how could he recognize the direction, just moving forward in a daze.

Moreover, Qin Xuan's speed was very slow, not to mention these demon lords and demon kings.

It was not Qin Xuan who found them, but they who found Qin Xuan.

But fortunately, this awakened a trace of clarity in Qin Xuan's chaos, otherwise, Qin Xuan would probably have to stay in the life-breaking calamity for a while.

After about ten steps, Qin Xuan and the young man were already close to each other.

The next moment, Qin Xuan slashed out with the Eternal Sword in his hand.

The young man also had a sword in his hand, with divine light shining on the world, a third-grade treasure, suppressing the world.

The cultivation of the lower Mahayana level, plus this third-grade treasure, instantly collided with the Eternal Sword embryo in Qin Xuan's hand.

Boom!

The mountains under his feet were shattered and annihilated inch by inch, and countless sword energy burst out, piercing the sky.

Qin Xuan was likeMount Tai, on the Eternal Sword Embryo, stood still, and there were faint sword qi interweaving and annihilating.

The young man's pupils shrank suddenly. He only felt that the man and the sword in front of him were like the Immortal Mountain and the Immortal Peak. No matter how much magic power he had, no matter how much he concentrated on the sword, he could not shake it at all.

Quietly, Qin Xuan took a step forward.

The void, with this step, cracks appeared.

The young man's face flushed, and the next moment, he retreated like a meteor.

He retreated a full ten thousand miles before he stopped, and his eyes were filled with endless shock.

"How is it possible? I hold the sword calamity and have a third-grade treasure!" The young man roared in his heart. Even among the three hundred people who entered this place, few of them had a third-grade treasure. In addition, he had only been promoted to the Mahayana realm for more than twenty years. The person in front of him could actually repel him with a sword.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, and he slowly put away the Eternal Sword.

"Forget it, it's only the fifth rank after all, it's a bit of a stretch." Qin Xuan shook his head slightly. There was a slight sword mark on the Eternal Sword. If he continued, the Eternal Sword might be damaged.

The young man was slightly startled when he saw Qin Xuan put away the sword.

Immediately, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, "You have the sword tribulation in your hand but don't use it, are you humiliating me?"

The next moment, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly, and the treasure in his hand slashed out.

The sword tribulation was like thunder, and in an instant, it appeared in front of him like a net in the sky.

Outside the sword net, Qin Xuan's white clothes emerged, and on his body, the golden pattern of the Eight Desolate Battle Body flowed, and on his body, it seemed that there was a divine light shining.

Boom!

Qin Xuan punched and fell on the sword net.

In an instant, a cave as big as a foot appeared in front of Qin Xuan and the young man.

A tiny crack appeared between Qin Xuan's eyebrows, and in it, it was gray and dark, as if it was an endless abyss of the underworld.

"Just an ant, why should I humiliate it."

"No need for swordsmanship, just because..."

The pupils of the underworld fairy opened, and everything was buried.

Endless death energy surged from the young man's body at this moment, covering him.

"My other magical powers are even stronger!"

Qin Xuan spoke lightly, standing in the air, his white clothes still suppressing the sky.