Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Star Arena of Life and Death, at this moment, was as silent as death.

Many Mahayana Supremes, Immortal Vein Supremes, including Immortal Vein Tianjiao, and even the Tianjiao of the Immortal Ranking.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the white-clothed man.

White clothes like snow, black hair like waterfalls, starry eyes, thin lips, and a mask covering his face.

One person with his hands behind his back, as if looking down on the world.

The Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons, the Demon Lord!

"This boy, so arrogant!"

"Where is the one who is sending himself to die? Doesn't the Tianjiao of the Immortal Ranking take him seriously?"

"Unfortunately, being too arrogant is the beginning of the way to death!"

Some Mahayana masters slowly spoke, looking at the white-clothed man with a sharp gaze.

Qin Xuan was too arrogant, whether he agreed to fight with Zhao Tianxun, or came here alone, or even spoke arrogantly.

Everything represents that the white-clothed man was extremely arrogant.

The moment Qin Xuan appeared, Zhao Tianxun's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

Hearing the wild words in the starry sky, there was no anger or surprise in his eyes.

His pupils were as black as ink, reflecting the figure in white.

The next moment, he took a step forward slowly.

Dust rose slightly under his feet, and he crossed thousands of miles in one step and appeared millions of miles in front of Qin Xuan.

He looked at Qin Xuan and looked into Qin Xuan's eyes.

"Demon Lord!"

Zhao Tianxun's voice was like a blade, containing a trace of indifference.

Those eyes were even more arrogant, and the talent on the immortal list was arrogant.

He didn't care about Qin Xuan's wild words. Whether he was going to die or not, he would know after the battle.

In his ears, Qin Xuan's behavior was just a joke.

Qin Xuan looked at Zhao Tianxun indifferently. In his previous life, he had seen this man before. However, when he swept the Tianjiao, this boy had never left Taixuan Saint Sect.

Zhao Tianxun said indifferently, "This battle should be a matter of life and death. You and I will fight to the death. Do you have any objections?"

He asked Qin Xuan, but Qin Xuan ignored him.

Immediately, Zhao Tianxun's eyes trembled slightly, and a silver-gray long sword appeared in his hand.

At the moment when this long sword appeared, it seemed that thousands of ferocious beasts roared and groaned, and the terrifying evil spirit behind it was like a group of ferocious beasts dancing wildly. Its evil spirit made all the Mahayana strongmen present tremble slightly in their hearts.

A first-class treasure, a sword that kills evil!

Bathed in the blood of ferocious beasts for 100,000 years, the souls of Mahayana ferocious beasts died under the sword, no less than 100,000.

Not only that, it also broke through the heavenly tribulation and was tempered by the heavenly tribulation.

This is a peerless and fierce weapon. In the hands of Taixuan Saint Son, the 41st Tianjiao on the Immortal List, it is even more powerful and powerful, like a dragon entering the sea.

Even though they are hundreds of millions of miles apart, many Mahayana Supremes also feel the all-pervading evil spirit and sword intent.

Many Mahayana Supremes changed their faces slightly, and even those immortal vein Tianjiao were solemn.

"Is this the sword that kills evil?" Yu Sheng opened his mouth slightly and said lightly: "It's just so!"

The middle-aged man on the side twitched his mouth slightly. It's just so because Yu Sheng has at least two comparable things in his hands.

But who is Yu Sheng? He is the tenth on the Immortal List!

The jewel in the palm of the entire Yutian Sect, a peerless Tianjiao, naturally looks down on the sword that kills evil.

But in the world of cultivation, even in the immortal vein sect, how many people can own such an extraordinary origin, a first-class treasure! ?

Even he had never had one. He might have one first-grade treasure, but a weapon like this sword of extraordinary origin would make him feel a little excited.

Qin Xuan's expression was still calm. He looked at the sword of killing evil and didn't care.

It was just a first-grade treasure. Even if it was watered with the blood of fierce beasts and obtained the essence of heavenly tribulation, what would it matter?

In Qin Changqing's eyes, it was still insignificant and not worth mentioning.

He had mastered at least three weapons of the emperor. In his previous life, he could destroy this first-grade treasure into nothingness with one glance.

Zhao Tianxun looked at Qin Xuan with a sword and said indifferently: "You don't use weapons? I have heard the sect master mention that you can kill the supreme immortal vein of the upper grade of Mahayana with one sword. I think you are also good at swordsmanship, and you may even master the sword of Mahayana."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Tianxun had already slashed with a sword.

There were three vast sword beams, like thunder, slashing towards Qin Xuan in an instant.

A hint of coldness flashed across his eyes. How dare you be so arrogant in front of him?

"Sword Tribulation, Zhao Tianxun used the sword tribulation for the first time!"

"This sword can kill ordinary supremes like slaughtering chickens!"

Many supremes spoke, their pupils shrank slightly.

The three sword beams were too fast, and they fell in front of Qin Xuan in an instant.

Boom!

Behind Qin Xuan, the Star Ring was torn apart for tens of millions of miles, and three huge sword marks seemed to be able to split the stars.

In the sword beams, a figure seemed to be distorted in the smoke and dust. When the sword beams dissipated, Qin Xuan still had his hands behind his back, unharmed.

This scene made many Mahayana supremes look shocked and a little unbelievable.

"Some skills!" Zhao Tianxun also spoke, holding the sword in his hand, with a faint look in his eyesCold light.

Immediately, Zhao Tianxun moved again, and the sword in his hand seemed to have thousands of beasts roaring together.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, no one knew how many swords Zhao Tianxun had slashed. Only a million miles away, behind Qin Xuan, the large ring collapsed, and sword marks that could spread thousands of miles, there were ten, a hundred, and finally, the star ring behind Qin Xuan had become a mess.

Zhao Tianxun slowly held the sword, his eyes cold and arrogant: "You are too arrogant, you want to fight me without moving the sword in your hand!?"

"I advise you to use all your strength. You don't have a weapon in your hand, and I won unfairly!"

After the voice fell, in the vast sword light, the white clothes remained.

Even with the previous 360 swords, he was still unscathed.

The power of opening the sky was like an indestructible wall, blocking the sword light.

In the sword light, Qin Xuan slowly spoke.

"The Taixuan Holy Sect's Immortal Ranking Prodigy can only play some tricks?"

Qin Xuan slowly stretched out his right hand, and the Eternal Sword on his waist changed, and a three-foot sharp edge fell on his hand.

Accompanied by smoke and dust, the sword light dissipated, and all the Supremes present were surprised and looked at Qin Xuan.

The power that Zhao Tianxun had used before was definitely not weak. Ordinary Supremes could hardly block a sword, but this white-clothed demon lord was actually unscathed?

Not only that, this white-clothed demon lord actually spoke arrogantly, saying that Zhao Tianxun only knew how to play tricks?

"It's really too arrogant!"

"Did he do this on purpose? Did he hope to shake Zhao Tianxun's state of mind?"

"I thought this demon lord had some skills, but I think it's just like this, a side door!"

Some Mahayana strongmen spoke, frowning slightly.

At this moment, a pill appeared in Qin Xuan's palm.

Honghu Pill!

Qin Xuan slowly put it into his mouth, and the next moment, his breath surged, as blazing as the sun, and the life and death arena under his feet was instantly shattered into nothingness, as if this arena was hit by a star.

Qin Xuan held the sword, and his eyes were like thousands of brilliant lights shooting at Zhao Tianxun.

"A small soldier on the Immortal List is worthy of fighting with me!"

As the voice fell, the power of time became a domain, covering this area of ​​​​millions of miles.

Qin Xuan's sword moved, and the 70,000 stars in his body and the 50,000-mile imperial domain shook wildly.

One sword, ask Changqing!