Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The car disappeared in front of everyone after raising dust.

At this time, everyone suddenly realized.

"Who is he...?" A soldier muttered to himself, looking at Jin Zerun's body in the factory, as if he had a dream.

The strong man from Nan Gao, who was arrogant and domineering a second ago and severely injured two masters with one kick, was now killed by a sword?

Even the school officer was stunned and asked himself in his heart, 'Is the other party a congenital? '

"Third Master!" The Qian brothers walked to Xiao Rujun in shame, and they were shocked and guilty.

Xiao Rujun stared at the direction where Qin Xuan disappeared for a long time before sighing, "Let's go!"

"Third Master, is that Master Qin?"

"Yeah!"

The two brothers who got the response no longer felt dissatisfied in their hearts, and looked at each other with bitterness.

As masters, the difference is more than heaven and earth?

This Master Qin from Linhai is indeed... well-deserved.

On the way, Mo Qinglian drove calmly.

There was a trace of doubt on her face, but she didn't ask.

Qin Xuan was playing with his mobile phone and browsing the Jianghu Forum. At this moment, the Jianghu Forum was silent. The entire forum was temporarily blocked and there was no useful information.

"The Huguo Mansion is smart." Qin Xuan looked up and said with a smile.

Although this move could not be said to stabilize the morale of the army, it could at least contain the spread of news and delay time. Even if it was delayed for one day, the news of the life and death of the major Tianjiao should be clearly conveyed to the Huguo Mansion.

"Qin Xuan, are we going now?" Mo Qinglian asked when Qin Xuan looked up.

"Let's go to the military!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "You should know the nearest military base, right?"

Mo Qinglian was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Why go to the military?"

"Because Wu Bodhisattva An Ning is here, I naturally have to go and see." Qin Xuan's answer made Mo Qinglian even more confused.

She didn't know how Qin Xuan knew that Wu Bodhisattva was in the military?

The military will never be involved in this war between overseas masters. Otherwise, this will not be a war between various forces, but a diplomacy between countries. The top leaders of China will never allow this to happen.

Not to mention the loss of 70 masters, even if all the masters of China died, the top leaders of China will never say a word.

Because this fight is only a fight between the Chinese martial arts world and overseas forces. No matter how fierce the fight is, it will involve at most a million people. If it is escalated into a struggle between countries, it will be a fight between billions of people. No country can afford the consequences of provoking a fight.

Therefore, the top leaders of countries will never get involved in such fights between countries, even a little bit. The strong men of various countries also understand this truth and will not have any complaints.

"Qin Xuan, the military..." Mo Qinglian was about to speak, but when she saw the smile on Qin Xuan's face, her voice became silent.

"Of course I know that the military will not participate. Who said that the military is protecting Wu Bodhisattva?" Qin Xuan asked back, making Mo Qinglian even more confused.

"But, didn't you just say..."

"I just said that Wu Bodhisattva is very likely in the military, not protected by the military." Qin Xuan chuckled, "After all, if a strong man comparable to the innate wants to escape to the military base to hide and heal, the military can't do anything, right?"

Mo Qinglian was stunned, then suddenly realized and smiled, "That's right!"

The military will not participate in the fight between warriors, let alone protect them, but if Wu Bodhisattva peacefully enters the military to heal, even if he is discovered, at most they will turn a blind eye. If overseas strongmen protest, the military can just say "I don't know", which is also an advantage of Chinese warriors.

China does not participate in such fights, but it does not mean that China will give up on them.

This is also one of the reasons why China's millions of warriors have rarely made trouble in China in the past.

They are willing to abide by such rules, which does not conflict with their martial arts at all. As for some reckless warriors, they will be cleaned up by the National Defense Office.

Therefore, the peace in China for so many years is like a pool of water, and it is also ridiculed by overseas strongmen as a "prosperous age".

Mo Qinglian was stunned again, and said happily: "Doesn't that mean that those martial arts geniuses in other places..."

Qin Xuan smiled and nodded without saying a word. He looked at the rising sun in front of him, and his eyes flickered slightly.

As a Chinese, facing such a prosperous age, he was proud.

This is my motherland, and I am proud of it!

This is an emotion that Qin Xuan has never had since he entered the world of cultivation and even the world of immortals. Only on this star, with a land of only 9.6 million square kilometers, can he have it.

"We know this point, and those overseas strongmen will not be stupid." Qin Xuan's voice sounded slowly, "SoSo, if you want to watch the show or get involved, you have to hurry up. "

At dusk, the light of the setting sun shines on the rows of soldiers like poplars, and the formation is neat.

In this military base, in a secluded corner.

Han Yunfeng is on guard in the distance. Behind him, Wu Bodhisattva An Ning, who is dressed in military uniform, sits cross-legged on the ground, and his eyes slowly open.

"Senior is awake?" Han Yunfeng's face is slightly happy, and he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he is older than An Ning, the strong are respected on the road of martial arts, and he is convinced by the title of senior.

"Well!" An Ning's voice is very calm, she slowly stands up, "How is he...?"

"The third master has escaped from danger. He was saved by Master Qin from Linhai." Han Yunfeng bowed his head.

"The third master? "An Ning's face showed a trace of emotion, which soon disappeared.

Han Yunfeng sighed in his heart. After so many years, this Wu Bodhisattva still couldn't forgive the Third Master! However, after all, the Third Master hurt the mother and daughter too deeply, and the Third Master might have expected this.

"Since we are out of danger, Zhiqing will thank Third Master Xiao in the future." An Ning said lightly.

Even if Xiao Rujun didn't come, she could still get away, but the trauma she suffered at that time might not be able to recover in just one day, and she might not be able to avoid the overseas masters who followed one after another.

Regardless of the past grudges, she owed the person she didn't want to owe the most in her life.

Han Yunfeng smiled bitterly and didn't dare to say much.

"After escaping from danger, should we continue to go to the Liao border, or?" He hesitated and asked, "I'm afraid it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Those overseas masters will find here within a day."

"Thank you, Mr. Han, Zhiqing knows. "An Ning put her hands together, saluted, and stood up. She looked through the narrow window and saw the setting sun. She said lightly, "I'm afraid the other party has already arrived."

"Arrived?" Han Yunfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he was horrified.

An Ning had already stepped forward, and walked out of the military base slowly without touching the dust.

This battle naturally could not happen in the military base. An Ning knew very well that one person's interests must not endanger the country.

As she walked towards the gate of the base as if no one else was around, the soldiers around her didn't even look at her, as if An Ning and Han Yunfeng were two transparent people.

However, some soldiers' eyebrows were obviously trembling, as if they were forcing themselves not to look at the two.

A hundred meters after An Ning walked out of the base, in an open field, facing the dim sky, she said lightly: "Since all the donors have come, why hide it? "

As soon as the voice fell, eight figures rushed out from the surroundings.

An Ning's eyes were like water, quietly looking at the eight people. Seven of them were familiar faces, and the other one was unfamiliar.

The seven familiar people were naturally the seven people left after she blocked the ten people. As for the remaining one, he was probably a latecomer with the people chasing Xiao Rujun.

The eight strong men did not seem to be much stronger than last night.

Han Yunfeng, who was following behind An Ning, saw this formation and couldn't help but roll his throat. He was very nervous.

However, Han Yunfeng did not feel ashamed.

Among the eight strong men, four of them were great masters. For ordinary masters, if they did not flee in panic, they would probably be considered to have deep concentration, right?

"I have always heard that the great wisdom of the Proro Temple is unfathomable. Today I see that it is indeed extraordinary. You have already discovered our traces hundreds of meters away. "The overseas latecomer smiled, and he also performed a Buddhist salute with his hands clasped together.

Han Yunfeng looked at the overseas monk, and a name suddenly flashed through his mind.

In the war-torn area, the second-ranked master of the military list, Moro.

Thinking of this person, Han Yunfeng's face turned pale in an instant.

It is said that this second-ranked master on the military list was originally a Buddhist cultivator, but later became a demon for some unknown reason. He entered the war-torn area under the name of the demon king Moro in the Buddhist scriptures, and his strength was already a great master five years ago.

Not only that, the biggest rumor about this military list strongman is that this demon monk likes to kill people and eat the brains of the strong. In the war-torn area for more than 30 years, the number of strong people who lost their lives because of his brains has already exceeded 100.

An Ning has also heard of this demon monk, and there is no ripple in his eyes. He said lightly: "It's just a little Buddhist Dharma, how can it be compared with the master!"

"Hahaha! "Mara laughed, "No need to be modest. The purpose of my coming this time is to see the legendary Puluo Temple in China. Since I have encountered it in advance, I just want to see it. I hope you will give me some advice."

After he laughed, his eyes suddenly turned dark. He slowly took out a Buddhist staff from behind with both hands. The whole body was purple and black, and the head of the staff was a skull. The empty eyes were replaced by two sparkling rubies.

This powerThe staff seemed to have a mysterious power that bewitched people's hearts. Han Yunfeng seemed to see the hell of hell from it. His whole body suddenly became weak and powerless, and he could only resist.

"Donor, put down the butcher knife and you can become a Buddha!" ​​An Ning's words sounded, and the Buddha's voice was vast, rippling in this hell of hell, supporting a piece of light.

Han Yunfeng suddenly came to his senses, but suddenly found that seven figures had surrounded them and killed them.

In an instant, Han Yunfeng was so scared that he was out of his mind, and hurriedly raised his energy to prepare for resistance.

However, at this moment, An Ning was as still as a mountain. A Buddha light rose from her eyebrows, and in an instant, a Bodhisattva as tall as a foot rose behind her, and the Buddha's power was vast and shook all around.

The sound of the Buddhist scriptures was slowly recited from An Ning's mouth, and spread all around. Those figures who surrounded them suddenly became blurred and lost their fighting spirit.

"Hahaha, it's just a Buddhist scripture, break it!"

Suddenly, the military monk restored the Buddhist staff and gently pointed it out.

At this point, the magic light was like a sea, instantly suppressing An Ning's Buddhist sound into silence. An Ning also raised his head slightly, and the hands of the Buddha behind him shook violently. A majestic force swept around, like a huge wave, colliding with the seven overseas strongmen and the magic sea cast by Moro.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be dyed purple and black, and a demon statue slowly floated up from behind Moro.