Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In this mountain of the Immortal Pond, the Qilin steps on the waves.

Qin Lei's eyes were full of shock. He knew that Qin Xuan had just ascended and must be in the Kou Ting at this moment.

Therefore, he had a little fighting spirit and wanted to prove his strength.

In the Immortal Source Secret Realm, Qin Lei was suppressed by Qin Xuan very miserably, and even Qin Xuan used the thunder of heavenly tribulation to refine his bones.

It was not easy for him to enter the immortal land and become a Kou Ting immortal, able to defeat the second and even the third heaven with the power of the first heaven.

But he never thought that the result would be the same as before.

Qin Lei stared, he knew that Qin Xuan might not even use his true strength now.

Qin Xuan slowly withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly: "Do you want to try again?"

Qin Lei was a little unwilling. He stared at Qin Xuan. He also had some cards that he had not used.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, and his eyes passed over Ning Wuque.

"You can join forces!"

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was a little playful.

Ning Wuque's body trembled, and he stared at Qin Xuan.

"May I ask what realm you are in now, senior?" Ning Wuque took a deep breath, and the corner of his lips slightly raised.

"From mortal to immortal, it has been transformed by about six points!" Qin Xuan said leisurely: "The immortal essence in my body is comparable to the second level of the immortal realm!"

Second level, Qin Lei knocked on the first level of the immortal realm, and he, the immortal realm, knocked on the half-step.

"It's not life or death, why hesitate!"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "The mountain is too high, so I dare not climb it. If I don't have such courage, how can I talk about the immortal path!?"

Qin Xuan looked at Qin Lei and Ning Wuque, he was willing to fight with these two people.

Regardless of winning or losing, after such a long time, he didn't know the strength of these two people.

If they fight with all their strengths, he can observe their strengths and weaknesses, and give them a little guidance, which can benefit them a lot.

Ning Wuque seemed to have sensed Qin Xuan's intention, and immediately bowed and said, "In that case, Senior, I'm sorry!"

His eyes suddenly shook, and a black spear appeared in his hand.

This spear was no longer the one he had obtained in the Xianyuan Secret Realm in the past, but a fairy treasure.

Unfortunately, just when Ning Wuque spoke, Qin Xuan had already made his move.

He flicked his finger, and a stream of fairy energy flew out like a shuttle.

Ning Wuque only had time to raise his spear to block it, and the black spear bent. With Ning Wuque's arms bulging with blue veins, he stepped back five steps.

With every step, the jade under his feet cracked.

Such a huge force made Ning Wuque's face flushed.

"Roar!"

There was a roar, and Qin Lei also moved. He moved the red blood ink thunder again, and a ray of light flashed from his mouth.

Immediately, a bolt of lightning was seen, as if it had condensed into substance, rushing straight towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan only stretched out one hand, with a faint light flashing in his eyes.

The Twelve Art of Evergreen, the Evergreen Hand.

In his palm, there were runes, but they were not like the immortal way, but the pattern of the Dao of the cultivation world.

He was using his mortal power to meet Qin Lei's immortal thunder, and his arrogant behavior ignited a fierce fighting spirit in Qin Lei's pupils.

The palm fell and collided with the immortal thunder. With a roar, the lightning arrow was broken.

At the same time, Qin Lei was already running wildly with four hooves, his body was like lightning, and in an instant, there were ten phantoms around Qin Xuan, and he didn't know who they were.

Qin Xuan didn't think so, and the Eternal Evergreen Art in his body was running, and the chaotic immortal essence entered his limbs and bones.

The Twelve Art of Evergreen, the Ten Thousand Wood Tribulations

A green tree slowly grew, with countless branches sticking out like shadows, instantly destroying the ten phantoms.

This was the Immortal Knock Court Method, which was difficult to discern even from the immortal thoughts.

Unfortunately, for Qin Xuan, who once proudly dominated the immortal land, this Immortal Knock Court Method had too many flaws.

He raised his head slightly, and saw that Qin Lei's unicorn head was close at hand, with fangs visible, and among them, there was even immortal thunder like the sun.

Boom!

A lightning ray that was as solid as substance directly submerged Qin Xuan's body.

At this moment, the earth seemed to be directly penetrated by this lightning ray.

However, Qin Lei did not show any joy, but instead had endless shock in his eyes.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, "The blood-red ink thunder is ultimately a low-grade immortal thunder. There are people who can master the middle-grade immortal thunder and even the upper-grade immortal thunder in the realm of Kou Ting Xian and True Immortal Realm."

In the thunder light, Qin Xuan pinched the green leaf with one hand. Under the leaf, the thunder light was split into two, without hurting Qin Xuan at all.

The next moment, Qin Xuan shook his wrist, and the green leaf tore through the thunder and soared into the air.

A touch of bright red suddenly appeared on Qin Lei's face, and the scales were broken and cut by the leaf.

Qin Lei was full of solemnity. He stepped on the thunder light with his four hooves and disappeared above Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan did not chase him. He smiled faintly, turned around quietly, and pointed out with one hand.

His two fingers collided with the Kou Ting spear. In an instant, the spear light rose up all around, sweeping in all directions, like countless wild knives falling, a mess.

"This shot is good, but it's too slow!"

Qin Xuan pointed his fingerIn the middle, the sword light was constantly crushed.

After all, it was a Kou Ting fairy treasure, and... Ning Wuque had already mastered a trace of fairy spirit, spear spirit, the same as the daughter of the Xiao family he met before.

"Unfortunately, your spear spirit needs to be sharpened. The spear spirit is fierce and unstoppable. You are too scheming and hesitate too much!"

Qin Xuan said slowly, he took a step forward slightly, and his two fingers crossed with the spear.

With a sizzling sound, a piece of clothing was torn on Ning Wuque's chest, revealing a faint trace of blood.

Ning Wuque ignored the pain, his eyes were slightly condensed, and when he was injured, he suddenly turned the spear, the spear was like a dragon, and attacked Qin Xuan's throat with his backhand.

Qin Xuan's feet were like the wind, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

After the ninth step of the tribulation, his figure disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was behind Ning Wuque, with a finger pointing directly at Ning Wuque's shoulder.

Boom!

A beam of light, condensed with immortal essence, burst out.

The Twelve Art of Evergreen, one finger to kill the immortal!

In an instant, blood burst out from Ning Wuque's shoulder blade, and he staggered back.

His arm was stained with blood, and he was trembling slightly, and he took a deep breath.

Ning Wuque knew that there would be a gap between him and Qin Xuan, but he never thought that the gap would be so big.

You know, Qin Xuan's immortal essence has not been completely transformed now, but it is equivalent to the second level of the fairyland, not even the first level.

Moreover, from beginning to end, Qin Xuan has never used the Kou Ting Immortal Method. Back then in the trial ground, Qin Xuan had used the Kou Ting Immortal Method to kill the younger generation of the seven clans.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes paused, and in the distance, a Kou Ting Immortal of the Ning family had come out.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in my Ning family!?"

A person of the second level of Kou Ting Immortal shouted loudly, and in his hand, he even offered a long sword, the long sword was like fire, and killed Qin Xuan.

"Nine Grandfather!"

Ning Wuque's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to speak to stop him.

"No problem!" Qin Xuan said lightly, he turned his head and looked at the old man with white hair and a youthful face, holding a long sword.

He looked at the old man who was in the second heaven of the court, and on his body, there were lines of eight desolate war patterns.

Immediately, Qin Xuan took a step forward, and a punch was like nine dragons singing together.

Fighting nine styles, nine dragons soaring!

The fist light intertwined with the sword light, and in the roar, the sword light was broken, and a figure flew out backwards.

The old man of the Ning family, who was called the Nine Grandfather by Ning Wuque, was punched by Qin Xuan...

Retreat a hundred feet!