Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!

Moreover, Qin Xuan once made earth-shaking and world-shaking moves in the world of cultivation.

Too many people want to kill Qin Xuan, whether for fame or for profit.

In normal times, some people dare not attack Qin Xuan, knowing when to advance and retreat, and knowing life and death.

But now, Qin Xuan is in the heavenly tribulation and can hardly protect himself, and some people are ready to attack.

There are even a few people who have no grudges against Qin Xuan, but they are killing him at this moment, and the killing intent in their eyes seems to be condensed to the extreme.

The Fighting Buddha is in the air, and he stepped on his feet.

Boom!

With one step, the air wave rolled, like a killing, and went towards the more than ten people.

"Fighting, your opponent is us! How dare you ignore us!"

A peak Mahayana immortal vein supreme has a cold look in his eyes, holding a mountain of first-grade treasures, pressing towards the Fighting Buddha.

"Amitabha!"

Fighting Buddha chanted the Buddha's name softly, and the thunderous sound was vast.

On his body, strands of golden Buddhist texts condensed.

He slowly took a step forward, and his palm was like a mountain.

Boom!

The palm print collided with the big seal, and the corner of Fighting Buddha's mouth was bleeding, but he did not retreat half a step.

He repelled this treasure, stepped on his feet, and his white clothes flew into the air, appearing in front of the more than ten strong men who were killing Qin Xuan.

In his eyes, there was a burning flame, and he displayed the magical powers of Buddhism.

Ruyi Buddha body!

The monk suddenly punched out, repelling several people. The others were furious and attacked immediately, turning to Fighting Buddha.

"Bald donkey, you are looking for death!"

"Fighting Buddha, even if you are a genius on the Immortal List and you are seriously injured, you still want to stop us!"

"Qin Changqing is not from your Fighting Buddha Temple. Is it worth it for you to die for him?"

Someone roared and used magic weapons to attack. The white-clothed man did not retreat, and only a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the Fighting Buddha's mouth.

He kept moving his hands, punching the treasure, and the Buddha seal broke the spirit formula.

Strands of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth almost one after another.

"What joy is there in life, and what fear is there in death!"

He grinned, blood soaked between his red teeth. This smile made the eyes of the more than ten strong men tremble slightly.

It seemed that the white-clothed monk in front of them was not a Buddha but a demon.

"You are looking for death!"

A strong man was furious, and immediately, the power of Mahayana was like a rainbow, and the treasure was like a mountain, pressing towards the white-clothed man.

Boom boom boom...

The heaven and earth were shaking constantly. One person blocked nearly twenty people and continued to attack.

In the thundercloud, the ninth heavenly tribulation had already fallen.

In the thundercloud, Qin Xuan's life force seemed to be extinguished, as if he was silent.

The bones in his body had turned into a dark green, and the thunder bones were shining.

The five great imperial domains were completely dead, not only that, but also many stars in his body were dead.

The essence and mana were almost gone.

Although his arms had recovered and were tempered with thunder essence, he still seemed to be exhausted.

The thundercloud gradually dispersed. In the first tribulation, there were only nine thunder tribulations.

Qin Xuan refined nine drops of thunder essence, which entered his bones and continuously tempered his body.

Although it has not been refined yet, if it is refined, his eternal evergreen body will be further improved.

Outside, Fighting Buddha, Taoist Taiqing, and Queen Mother fought with nearly 20 strong men. Qin Xuan seemed to hear everything.

His heart was as calm as water.

The Eternal Evergreen Art was running, and the spiritual energy around him was madly drawn into his body.

"The thunder tribulation has dissipated!"

"Damn it!"

Taoist Taiqing and Queen Mother retreated with blood spurting out. They were hit hard again. Looking at the diffuse thunderclouds in the sky, a touch of surprise flashed across their eyes.

"My friend is not dead yet. Although the vitality is weak, it is still there!" Taoist Taiqing spoke, as if relieved.

"Twenty-three people, Fighting Buddha can't hold on!" Queen Mother's worried voice sounded, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked up at the sky.

The white clothes were all stained with blood, and there were almost thousands of holes on the white clothes.

Only Fighting Buddha did not retreat a single step.

"The catastrophe has passed. Kill this monk, then kill Qin Changqing!"

"Don't let Qin Changqing recover his cultivation, otherwise, I'm afraid we will all perish!"

A roar sounded, and the more than 20 strong men seemed to have been pushed to the limit at this moment.

Some people looked at the wounded Douzhan Buddha, and they were all a little palpitating in anger.

Such a serious injury, this Douzhan Buddha didn't retreat! ?

This guy is simply crazy!

Douzhan Buddha lowered his eyes, and blood was overflowing from his seven orifices, dripping on the ground.

He had too many bone-penetrating injuries on his body, and his Buddha power was almost exhausted.

That white robe seemed to have turned into a bloody robe.

"Kill!"

More than 20 people didn't say any more nonsense at this moment.

Immediately, more than 20 rainbow rays rushed straight to Douzhan Buddha.

"Douzhan, retreat!"

"Monk, you retreat first!"

Queen Mother, Taiqing Taoist almost roared, the two of them were about to burst out with tears.

More than twenty rainbow rays, with treasures, contained terrifying killing, with the current situation of the Fighting Buddha, I am afraid he will perish.

In the bang, the white-clothed man seemed to perish.

Until the rainbow rays fell, only the white-clothed man was still standing in the same place.

The Fighting Buddha seemed to be stained with blood, and there were countless broken bones in his body. Only a thin layer of Buddha power lingered around his body.

More than twenty first-grade and second-grade treasures were on the edge of this thin Buddha power.

"What!?"

Everyone was shocked. Just relying on this thin remaining power, they actually blocked them.

"Fighting!"

The Queen Mother's pupils shrank suddenly. She sacrificed a magic weapon, but it was only the third grade. An iron rod blasted at the more than twenty magic weapons.

The old Taoist Taiqing flew into the air with the remaining power and landed in front of the Fighting Buddha.

He couldn't help but groan. The magic power in his body had been exhausted.

"Dou Zhan, retreat, if you don't retreat, you will die!"

"Then die!" Dou Zhan Buddha's lips were split, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.

His eyes opened, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning. He was preparing to burn his flesh and blood to stop the twenty people.

Even if he died, he would not retreat.

"Dou Zhan!"

The old Taoist Tai Qing seemed to see Dou Zhan's determination, and his face suddenly changed.

"I am Dou Zhan Buddha!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the split lips.

At this moment, the pair of eyes seemed to be back to life, looking down on the world.

"Get out!"

Just one word, like a thunderbolt.

In the eyes of the blood-clothed monk, there was a raging Buddha flame.

Behind him, a Buddha's hand appeared. It was just a Buddha's hand. He had enough strength to condense even a Buddha statue.

Boom!

The Buddha's hand roared, and all the more than 20 treasures were emptied. The remaining power of the Buddha's hand continued, and it rushed straight to the more than 20 strong men.

The more than 20 strong men were trembling, "Kill this Fighting Buddha first!"

A voice sounded, and the spiritual formula roared, crushing the Buddha's hand.

The remaining more than 20 people used their magical powers to attack again, killing the Fighting Buddha.

The blood-stained monk, his face was full of blood, but his mouth was grinning.

He was not afraid of death, and there were only four words in his eyes.

I would rather die than retreat!

On the sky, the charred figure quietly appeared a crack.

From it, a jade knife flew out.

This knife

is called Time!