Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"The Supreme Fushuang of Piaomiao Xianzong!"

"This Lingyun's master is actually Fushuang!"

"Doesn't this mean that Piaomiao Xianzong and Ling Family are in conflict? No wonder Ling Family is so aggressive now."

The faces of many Buddhist Supremes changed. Supreme Fushuang is the Mahayana Supreme of Piaomiao Xianzong, one of the twelve elders of Piaomiao Xianzong, and holds the first-class treasure, Tianshuang Minggui Spear, which once swept his peers. He is also a retired person in the Immortal List, and was ranked 26th in the Immortal List. He has been standing still until he retired.

"A bunch of people who are trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm!"

With Master Fushuang blocking the Buddhist monks in the air, Lingyun's eyes showed real killing intent.

He knew very well that this place was the land of Buddhist immortal veins. If the master of Xianchan Temple and the master of Pure Land Buddha came here, even if they only said a few words, it would be almost impossible for him to destroy Yichan Temple.

"Yun'er, why don't you take revenge?" The whisk in Fushuang's hand was like a sky net, covering the courtyard.

As soon as Fu Shuang finished speaking, his eyes fixed.

"Ridiculous!"

He shouted coldly, and saw a whisk entering the void, as if it had sunk into space.

In the turbulent space, Qin Xuan had wings on his back, looking at the many whisks, and the next moment, the wind and thunder fairy wings behind him shook, and he disappeared.

Instead, he appeared in front of a spear.

Qin Xuan looked at the spear, and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

"Get out!"

Qin Xuan suddenly flicked his sleeves, and the third-grade spear suddenly shook, and Lingyun's eyes changed suddenly. The huge force on the spear was like a star, faintly making his palm numb. Not only that, even under this huge force, he couldn't help but step back.

Buzz!

With a buzzing sound, Lingyun took two steps back slightly, and a monstrous murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

"Are you looking for death?!"

At this moment, he didn't care who Qin Xuan was. As a genius on the Immortal List, even if he was a supreme immortal vein master at the peak of the Mahayana stage, he dared to fight him without fear.

He just took two steps back, and the spear shook, like a dragon breaking through the sea. With the tearing of space, a faint spear light rushed straight to Qin Xuan's throat.

A hint of coldness flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes. He slowly took a step forward, and under his white clothes, his palm turned into a fist.

Boom!

In an instant, Qin Xuan's fist collided with the tip of the spear.

Behind Qin Xuan's arm, nine dragons roared like wild spirits.

Fighting Nine Styles, Nine Dragons Soaring!

Boom!

The earth, at this moment, sank and turned into nothingness.

Qin Xuan punched it, and with one hand, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, using his magical power to roll all the monks in the Buddhist temple into his sleeves.

Then, the entire courtyard was completely annihilated in the Hunyuan Cave Heaven.

The golden cloud exploded, and the dark Hunyuan Cave Heaven shone in it.

Even the Supreme Fushuang, and even the Mahayana Supremes around him, could not help but change their expressions suddenly.

The bystanders, those who were not at the Mahayana level, were flying backwards wildly in this raging tide.

Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and he slowly looked at Lingyun.

"I can forgive you for the first time!"

"You dare to make a second move!?"

"Today, you should kill him!"

His voice seemed to contain endless killing intent.

Even though the previous sword movement had exhausted his essence, mana, and divine thoughts.

But even in this short time of less than an incense stick, his essence in his body had recovered a part.

Although it was less than one tenth, for Qin Xuan, killing an ant...

was enough!

Qin Xuan suddenly shook his sleeves, and the many figures were shaken out of the Hunyuan Cave Heaven and staggered back.

In the Hunyuan Cave Heaven, Qin Xuan's eyes were calm as he looked at the slightly frightened Lingyun. On his body, the Eight Desolate Battle Patterns slowly emerged.

Eight Desolate Battle Body!

He took a step forward, and the power of time was paved. Qin Xuan's figure seemed to disappear. He passed the spear in front of him, and the fist in his hand, accompanied by the Nine Dragons' chant, suddenly hit Lingyun.

Boom!

The power of Mahayana was shattered at this moment, and the whole Hunyuan Cave Heaven was shaken. Lingyun bent his waist. Even with the protection of the Supreme Power, his body was like a raging sea, and his throat was fishy.

Before Lingyun could react again, he kicked Lingyun away with one foot.

With a step, his body appeared behind Lingyun.

Boom!

A roar sounded, and the spear in Lingyun's hand shook. With one hand, he condensed the formula, and the surrounding time domain suddenly exploded.

"You are looking for death!"

Lingyun was extremely angry and looked for Qin Xuan's figure.

Behind him, Qin Xuanruo, a banished immortal in white, stepped on his back.

Boom!

The entire Hunyuan Cave Heaven seemed to be pierced through.

In the outside world, many supreme beings looked at the golden cloud that was like a black hole. Suddenly, the void under the black hole collapsed, and it collapsed for a full 100,000 miles, even piercing through a golden cloud below, and the temple was shattered into nothingness.

If those supreme beings had not noticed it long ago and retreated instantly, some would have died in it.

"What!?"

The Buddhas in the sky, at this moment, all were stunned, even Fushuang's face suddenly changed.

"Yun'er!"

He shouted loudly and was about to enter the black hole.

At this moment, a figure had already spurted out blood.

On Lingyun's back, the clothes were all torn, and there was blood and flesh scattered, and bones were broken.

Immediately, Qin Xuan's figure appeared behind Lingyun, and he grabbed the blood-stained messy hair, like a chicken or dog waiting to be slaughtered.

His eyes were as calm as still water, holding the severely injured Lingyun, and there were runes shining on his body, as if imprisoning Lingyun's body.

With a buzzing sound, a long spear fell into Qin Xuan's hand from the Hunyuan Cave Heaven.

He looked at the many Buddhist monks indifferently, even including Fushuang.

This attitude shocked everyone to the extreme.

"How is it possible! That's Lingyun, the pride of the Immortal List, and the Immortal Vein Supreme who is not weaker than the peak of the Mahayana!"

"Who is this person? White clothes, double wings...Fenglei Wanwu Sect, Qin Changqing!?"

"He is Qin Changqing who killed hundreds of thousands of Fenglei Wanwu Sect's returning to the Void Realm cultivators and killed the Immortal Vein Supreme in the Void God Realm!"

A monk recognized Qin Xuan's identity, and a trace of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.

Everyone in the cultivation world knows that more than sixty years ago, Qin Changqing returned to the Void Realm, entered the Void God Realm, swept across the Void God, and killed people everywhere.

It is rumored in the cultivation world that if Qin Changqing had not died, he would have been on the Immortal List.

Now, it has only been sixty years, how come this Qin Changqing... only took a dozen breaths to severely injure Lingyun, who is ranked 30th on the Immortal List.

How is this possible! ?

Everyone was as if they were dreaming, and they were even more panicked.

Although Qin Xuan's face was calm and his appearance was indifferent, his figure seemed to be more dazzling than the golden clouds in the sky.

"Qin Changqing!?" Fu Shuang's pupils shrank suddenly. He looked at Qin Xuan, "Let go of Yun'er, I will spare your life!"

At this moment, his voice seemed to be filled with murderous intent.

"Spare my life!?"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and the spear in his hand shook, instantly piercing Ling Lingyun's head, twisting his head into a bloody mist.

"You kneel three times and kowtow nine times, today..."

Qin Xuan opened his thin lips slightly and spoke calmly.

"I won't kill you!"