Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In an instant, in the eyes of many supreme beings who were almost unbelievable, and in the eyes of all the supreme beings of the Taixuan Holy Sect who were gradually turning into shock and anger, Qin Xuan appeared behind Zhao Tianxun.

In front of Zhao Tianxun, the sword of killing evil stood horizontally, and there were also two third-grade treasures, a big seal, and a volume of heavenly scriptures.

On his body, there was a subtle sword mark, from which endless treasure light bloomed.

It was a second-grade treasure robe, which was made from the most solid part of millions of fierce beasts.

In Qin Xuan's hand, the Eternal Sword hummed.

Behind him, a trace of sword marks slowly emerged, and blood overflowed, staining the treasure armor.

Blood gushed out of Zhao Tianxun's mouth like a spring.

His cold and arrogant eyes, at this moment, had already dimmed.

"He's dead!"

The Royal Saint spoke, his eyes fell on Qin Xuan.

With one sword, the 41st Tianjiao on the Immortal List fell!

With just one sword, Zhao Tianxun had fallen.

No one knows what happened in the power of time.

Only Qin Xuan knows that in the domain of time, Zhao Tianxun shattered a domain of time at that moment, and used several great treasures. It was just a moment, and he had used all his strength.

Unfortunately, facing him who took the Honghu Pill, had ten times the power, and used the Mahayana sword.

The so-called genius of the Immortal List, the so-called 41st on the Immortal List.

It's just an ant!

Destroyed on the spot!

Boom!

The whole starry sky was completely shocked at this moment. It was the anger of more than 80 immortal vein supremes of Taixuan Saint Sect, as if to burn the entire starry sky.

Even Qiansheng, the supreme elder of Taixuan Saint Sect, had anger in his heart, as if to burn the starry sky.

Who would have thought that Zhao Tianxun could be destroyed with a sword.

All the Mahayana masters could not think of it, including all the immortal vein supremes of Taixuan Saint Sect, and even Qiansheng.

With just one sword, the immortal leader of his Taixuan Holy Sect died.

Even, they didn't react.

Behind him, Zhao Tianxun knelt on the ground, his life force completely vanished.

The Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd opened, swallowing all the magic weapons, including the treasure clothes.

Qin Xuan faced the rage that seemed to burn the starry sky, looking at the more than 80 immortal vein supremes, including an old monster in the realm of tribulation.

There was a sharpness in his eyes, and his thin lips opened.

"Taixuan Holy Sect, who else wants to die!"

"Today I will kill them all!"

The eight-foot white clothes, at this moment, faced the immortal veins.

Taixuan Holy Sect, one of the fifteen major immortal veins in the cultivation world, at this moment, more than 80 supremes came out.

"Looking for death!"

Tianxuan was the first to take action, his eyes were cracked.

Xiu Ming died, Xiu Yan died, and now, even Zhao Tianxun died.

These are the talents that his Taixuan Saint Sect can cultivate, and they are the backbone of his Taixuan Saint Sect in the future.

Now, they all died in front of him, and he watched several great geniuses die, but he was powerless.

Boom!

Tianxuan blasted out with a palm, and in his rage, the power of the Mahayana in his body was almost exhausted.

The surging palm print was like stars, a first-grade magical power, a star-slaying holy hand!

Qin Xuan looked at it, stepped slowly, and then slashed with a sword, and the palm print that reached the sky was broken immediately.

He looked at a swooping immortal vein supreme, and a line opened between his eyebrows.

Fighting nine styles, the gods sighed!

With one eye, the golden light pierced through the starry sky and hit the immortal vein supreme directly.

Under ten times the power, even the immortal vein supreme of the upper Mahayana grade is nothing in front of Qin Xuan.

In the roar of the Immortal Vein Supreme, his body was destroyed in the golden light.

Qin Xuan's body, the power of the sky, blocked everything. A dozen second-grade treasures fell. In the roar, Qin Xuan rose up like a dragon. Instead of retreating, he stepped on the ground and killed the Taixuan Holy Sect.

"He never took Zhao Tianxun seriously. He came here to fight the entire Taixuan Holy Sect."

"He didn't want to kill Zhao Tianxun, but the Taixuan Holy Sect!"

Yu Sheng murmured. She looked at the eight-foot white clothes. The pair of pupils that looked down on all living beings at this moment, shocked endless waves.

There are really people like this in this world. They are so crazy that they fight the entire Immortal Vein Sect alone.

There are really people who don't take the Immortal Vein seriously.

Demon Lord Qin Xuan!

Yu Sheng looked at the eight-foot white clothes. Regardless of life or death, this battle, she, Yu Sheng, will never forget.

Not only the Yusheng, but also the other immortal veins, including those immortal list geniuses, were stunned at this moment.

He looked at the eight-foot white robe that kept dodging under the many treasures, and the figure kept flashing. At this moment, everyone only had the eight-foot white robe in their minds, and no starry sky.

"Die!"

Qin Xuan did not avoid a first-grade treasure, which was refined by the Thousand Saints, and was extremely terrifying.

If it was one-on-one, Qin Xuan would not be hit, but now, he was facing more than 80 immortal vein supremes of Taixuan Saint Sect, third-grade treasures, second-grade treasures, etc.Like a net covering the sky and the earth.

Qin Xuan used the power of the Creator to bear the angry blow of Qiansheng's fist. His eyes were indifferent like frost, with only murderous intent.

The next moment, he appeared in front of a Mahayana upper-grade immortal vein supreme.

The Eternal Sword slashed out suddenly!

Boom!

The sword came out, and the supreme fell!

Qin Xuan turned his hand, and a green leaf like jade appeared on his fingertips.

One leaf breaks the sky!

In an instant, under this green leaf, dozens of treasures flew up in response. Not only that, the green leaf was broken, like thousands of fireflies, and it actually killed a Mahayana lower-grade immortal vein supreme directly.

Boom!

Another Mahayana lower-grade immortal vein supreme fell, and many supremes of Taixuan Holy Sect were almost tearing their eyes at this moment.

"How dare you, evil creature!"

Qiansheng's body appeared behind Qin Xuan. His palms were like claws to catch dragons, and his five fingers seemed to penetrate everything, and he rushed towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan turned slightly, and he swung a sword with his backhand, and the sword tip collided with the palm.

All around, the Hunyuan Cave Heaven was instantly formed, the space was broken, and the Dao collapsed.

Qiansheng took a few steps back slightly, and there was a trace of disbelief in his eyes. As a person in the Tribulation Realm, he had a life span of nearly 170,000 years, but he was actually repelled by a junior with a sword.

Before he could react, Qin Xuan had already disappeared and appeared in front of the three immortal vein supremes of Taixuan Saint Sect.

He killed one person with a sword and smashed another person's head with a punch. At the center of his eyebrows, the pupils of the dark immortal moved, and the endless death energy swallowed up the last lower-grade immortal vein supreme of the Mahayana.

Not only that, the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd on Qin Xuan's waist sprayed a vast mysterious light, like a river in the sky, blocking the many treasures.

The terrifying recoil force made Qin Xuan pale, but he didn't care and took the storage magic weapons of the three supremes.

Outside the Golden River, the eight-foot white robe stood proudly.

"If you really think you are an immortal vein, no one dares to provoke you, and no one dares to fight you!"

"If I can't cut off your Taixuan Shengzong immortal vein today, I, Qin Xuan, will kill most of your Taixuan Shengzong immortal vein supremes!"

"Who else wants to die!?"

His voice was rumbling, containing endless murderous intent. He faced the entire Taixuan Shengzong alone, and did not retreat but advanced.

Kill!

Outside the Taixuan Shengzong, all the Mahayana supremes and all the strong men were almost dumbfounded at this moment.

There are 80,000 words in the world, and only one can be called arrogant.

Only in front of me, this eight-foot white robe!