Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"The sword-transforming technique that has been rumored in China since ancient times?"

Moruo's pupils were dark, and his eyes fell on the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand.

The faces of the other five overseas masters gradually became solemn.

They could all feel that the strength of this suddenly appearing young man was definitely extraordinary. One man and one sword stood in the sky and earth, without any momentum, but they couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in their hearts.

This feeling... was like facing an innate.

That's right, it was an innate!

The five overseas masters took a breath of cold air, feeling deeply terrible about this young man.

Knowing that China could not use the power of an innate master, this young man was indeed just a master, but he could make them feel so dangerous.

Moruo's eyes fell on the distance, where the Shura power and the Buddha power were entangled, and An Ning, who was wrapped in purple and gold, looked extremely gloomy.

He could see that An Ning was preparing to break through and ascend to the realm of the Great Buddha.

This was the opportunity he had sought, but now he had just happened to push this Chinese martial arts Bodhisattva to this point. Burning with jealousy, he shook the magic wand in his hand and shouted: "No matter who you are, you'd better get out of here!"

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, and his hateful face became more ferocious.

The five overseas strongmen around him also looked gloomy, they knew that Moro was probably going to take action.

Since the opponent could not be a congenital, then no matter how strong he was, what could he do?

Among them, there were two great masters and a Moro whose strength was comparable to that of a congenital. Even if he was a real congenital, he would never be able to stop them.

An Ning was now at the critical moment of breaking through, and it was also the easiest time to kill him. If they missed this opportunity, with An Ning's talent and profound Buddhist cultivation, they would surely die.

The Chinese congenitals were not allowed to take action, but if An Ning broke through in the battle and killed them, even the top leaders of their major forces would not have any complaints.

Qin Xuan smiled leisurely after hearing what Moro said. The tip of the Eternal Sword slightly tilted, and a crescent moon was reflected on the sword, like a starry sky.

"It's ridiculous. You are just ants, but you dare to speak nonsense in front of me."

Qin Xuan's pupils reflected the figures of these six terrifying masters, but he seemed to ignore them.

"Looking for death!"

This sentence completely angered everyone.

Since they entered China, they have never met such a rampant Chinese warrior.

Ant?

"I want to see who is the ant!"

Moro shouted, holding a magic wand, with demonic energy spreading all over his body, and his face was as evil as a ghost, rushing towards Qin Xuan.

The demonic energy became a sea, and in an instant it blocked the moonlight.

The other overseas masters also took action. They knew that Qin Xuan's strength was extraordinary, and An Ning's breakthrough was imminent, so they had no time to waste on bickering with this Chinese master.

They must kill the Chinese master as soon as possible, and then kill the Wu Bodhisattva.

In an instant, the night was torn apart, and in the rolling sea of ​​demons, six figures rushed towards the man and the sword like prehistoric beasts.

Han Yunfeng had already widened his eyes, staring at the terrifying sea of ​​demons and the six powerful overseas warriors with great momentum, his face pale and his body trembling faintly.

On An Ning's body, the power of Shura and the power of Buddha were intertwined, balanced with each other, lingering on her body. These Buddha powers and Shura powers intertwined with each other, like light and darkness.

But An Ning's heart was as clear as a mirror, and it was dust-free. The Buddhist scriptures in her mouth slowly sounded in the night, solemn and solemn. Within a hundred meters, all living beings seemed to be facing An Ning, rats and ants worshiped, and plants and trees bowed their heads. At this moment, they seemed to be listening to the vast Buddhist Dharma.

She was calm, and even though she felt the actions of the six overseas masters, she still didn't let her heart rise the slightest ripple.

In just a breath, six figures appeared in front of Qin Xuan almost at the same time, regardless of order.

Qin Xuan stood with a sword in his hand, and his figure was gradually swallowed by the sea of ​​demons under the moonlight, and was completely submerged in the darkness.

"Master Qin, it's over..."

Han Yunfeng collapsed on the ground. Being besieged by such a terrifying six masters, this master Qin who lived by the sea probably had no chance of winning.

Even though he had fought with Qin Xuan once or twice, he knew about Qin Xuan's strength, but he could judge it almost. It's only been a few months. Even if this master Qin is a genius, how strong can he be?

Han Yunfeng didn't lose his sense of proportion after all, and his footsteps slowly moved towards An Ning.

Each of the six overseas masters who surrounded him was not something he could fight against. Even if he took action, he would only die. It would be fine if Master Qin could delay the time, but if he was directly surrounded and killed by six overseas masters, he must complete Xiao Rujun's instructions and take An Ning away immediately.

Just when Han Yunfeng made up his mind, suddenly, his pupilsIn the sea of ​​demons that covered the sky and the sun, a brilliant sword light suddenly rose.

The sword light was so bright that it surpassed the moonlight. It cut through the sea of ​​demons like cutting through the darkness and soaring into the sky.

"What?"

Han Yunfeng's body was sluggish. He looked at the sudden sword light and couldn't help but be shocked.

The sword light broke through the sea of ​​demons, and the surrounding demonic energy spread in all directions and spread in the world.

At the same time, the seven figures in the sea of ​​demons were also exposed under the moonlight.

Only one person was seen, holding a sword in both hands, and his back stretched out under the moonlight.

The figures of the six Moro people seemed to be frozen in mid-air at this moment, and each of them stared with their eyes wide open. The pupils were full of horror and fear.

"What's going on?"

Han Yunfeng reacted and stared at this weird scene.

Why didn't the six strong men overseas move? Including the terrifyingly powerful demon monk Moro, who was also frozen in mid-air, and the demon pattern on his face was slowly dissipating.

Suddenly, a sword sound rang out slowly in the dark night, and the Eternal Sword in his hand kept circling and shrinking, and finally turned into a jade pendant and returned to his waist.

"Have you put away your sword?"

Han Yunfeng's face was full of shock, and he looked at this scene in confusion.

Suddenly, a muffled sound rang out, and in Han Yunfeng's shocked heart, the body of an overseas strongman collapsed and knelt on the ground. Blood flowed out from his neck and slowly flowed down, staining his neck and clothes red.

Then, the other five people also knelt on the ground. Different parts of their bodies had only this sword wound, but it was this sword wound that completely cut off the life of the six of them, especially the demon monk who had been in the war-torn area for decades, even the magic wand in his hand was cut in two.

Han Yunfeng swallowed his saliva and looked at the sword wounds on the six people. If the sword wounds on the six people were connected together, they would just form a straight line, as if they were left by just one sword.

This...

Han Yunfeng suddenly had an unbelievable thought in his mind. Could it be that these six overseas masters were killed by Master Qin with one sword?

How is it possible?

Even ordinary innate masters can't do this, right? In just a few months, this Master Qin's strength is so terrifying?

But it was only a moment, and there was a sword light as bright as cutting through the sky and the earth. All signs showed that the conjecture in his heart that he could never believe was the fact.

At this moment, Qin Xuan also slowly turned around, glanced at An Ning lightly, and turned to walk towards the luxury car in the distance. The figure was ethereal under the moonlight, like a god descending, arrogant.

In the fifth month of rebirth, Qing Emperor Qin Changqing killed six masters with one sword, shocking the world.