Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Some of the former ancient prodigies frowned and snorted coldly.

"I'll do it!"

When the former ancient prodigies appeared, they would kill the man in white.

"He's been seriously injured! How dare you sneak attack!?"

In the 133 golden clouds, Zhao Rusheng's eyes were cold.

He shook his palm, and a palm light like a cone shot out at the former ancient prodigy who took action.

"Zhao Rusheng, you broke the rules!"

A faint voice sounded, and the silver mist around the woman of the Silver Blood Clan trembled. A wisp of silver mist was like a silk, and it instantly cut off the palm light of Zhao Rusheng.

Boom!

The figure of the man in white flew backwards, and half of his body was shattered into blood mist. This was because he reacted very quickly, otherwise, he would have completely perished here.

Even so, his vitality was swaying like a candle in the wind, and it was faintly going to die.

"How dare you do that!"

"Too shameless, he's already been seriously injured, and you dare to attack him!"

"You're looking for death!"

Many Golden Immortals in the world were furious.

"He hasn't said he'll retreat yet, so it's only right for me to challenge him!"

"If you don't agree, just stand up and fight me!"

The ancient creature that suddenly took action stood with its wings spread, a pair of dragon wings lingering with wisps of immortal energy behind it.

The pride of the Wanyi clan, the Golden Immortal of the Eighth Transformation.

"You're looking for death!"

There was a hint of coldness in Zhao Rusheng's eyes, and he was about to take action directly.

"Zhao Rusheng, why don't you fight me? The fight between Golden Immortals is too boring!"

The woman of the Silver Blood clan took a step forward with a faint sneer.

She still remembered that Zhao Rusheng had killed her servant before, so she naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity.

The ancient creatures were born to fight for this world.

Fight for this opportunity, fight for this luck, fight for this sainthood...

The fight between the two is no different from a war.

Life and death, cunning, conspiracy, and scheming are all common sense.

At this moment, a faint light fell from the sky and landed on the man in white, stabilizing the last bit of life.

Many people looked up and looked at the highest cluster among the 133 golden clouds.

Tong Yuxian took action and saved the scattered immortal.

"It's not time for the Hunyuan fight yet, Zhao Rusheng, you have to take one step at a time, why rush!" Tong Yuxian's voice was ethereal and faintly spread in all directions, "This discussion of the Dao and the competition, there are no rules, just like the fight between the ancient times and the present."

"The creatures of the Wanyi clan are right in what they say and what they do!"

The faint voice made Zhao Rusheng frown.

He looked up at Tong Yuxian, with a cold light in his eyes.

In the end, he said no more, but when his eyes swept across the woman of the Silver Blood Clan, a faint murderous intent flashed across his face.

Among the more than 30,000 golden clouds, many of the world's geniuses were silent.

Although some people were still a little angry, how could they dare to say more when the princess spoke.

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded.

"I will fight you!"

A figure walked out slowly on the 133 golden clouds.

This person was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, and was extremely ordinary.

If he hadn't walked in this Tianlun Imperial City, I'm afraid no one would have looked at him more.

The moment this person walked out, the genius of the Wanyi Clan couldn't help but change his face slightly.

The 133 golden clouds all had extraordinary origins and rich background.

This has just begun to discuss the Dao and the competition, and someone actually walked out of it?

What's more, this person...

"The descendant of the Ancient Mountain Emperor, the Nine-Turn Golden Immortal who is envied by the heavens!"

Many of the former ancient Tianjiaos all changed their expressions slightly, and even the Hunyuan Immortal Venerable on the 133 golden clouds could not help but narrow his eyes slightly.

The Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan reacted very quickly and was about to speak.

But no sound came out of his mouth.

Unconsciously, a wisp of hazy gray mist appeared around the Wanyi clan.

The middle-aged man's palm trembled slightly, and a number of immortal swords lingering with the light of Hunyuan appeared in front of him, a total of thirteen.

As the middle-aged man's eyes moved slightly, a fairy sword had already broken through the air, sweeping the power of heaven and earth, faintly turning into a blue dragon, and killing the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan.

Sword controls heaven and earth!

The proud man of the Wanyi clan changed color, and his wings fluttered behind him. A big seal appeared in his hands, flashing with the light of the Primordial Chaos, and he rushed towards the immortal sword.

Boom!

With just one collision, the proud man of the Wanyi clan flew backwards, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, and then the immortal sword in front of him moved again.

The second sword!

The third sword!

With only five swords, the big seal was broken and pierced through three caves. The proud man of the Wanyi clan was strangled by the sword energy.

Until his death, he never made a sound.

This scene made many ancient creatures take a breath of cold air, with shock in their eyes and a hint of uneasiness.

…

The Heaven and EarthOutside, the three great emperors watched this scene quietly.

"Motian, your offspring has good talent, but after all, he is too aggressive!"

"Compared to Tongyu, your offspring is indeed a little inferior!"

Emperor Tianlun and Emperor Gushan spoke, which made Emperor Motian slightly dissatisfied.

"He is indeed a little immature and lacks experience. If he is perfect, does he need to come out? It is better to retreat and become a saint directly!"

Emperor Motian spoke, his eyes fell on Zhao Rusheng, and he shook his head secretly.

Tong Yuxian's words seemed fair, but in fact, he not only saved the white-clothed immortal, but also made it clear that this discussion and martial arts competition did not require rules, and the geniuses in the 133 golden clouds could also take action directly to kill the geniuses of the Wanyi clan.

The sneak attack of the ancient creatures was probably unsatisfactory to the people of the world.

But Zhao Rusheng's performance was too reckless and direct. Even if he really took action, it was just to provoke the battle of Hunyuan Immortal.

Tong Yuxian said a few words and killed the Wanyi clan's genius, but the ancient creatures had no complaints.

The eyes of the Demon Emperor fell slowly on Tong Yuxian.

Is this woman really only fifty-three years old? Such a scheming and scheming mansion is indeed commendable.

Looking at the appearance of the Tianlun Emperor, it seems that he has picked up a treasure!

…

The three emperors commented on it, and the geniuses of this world naturally did not know.

The middle-aged man, the direct descendant of the emperor, looked at the people present quietly.

"Is there anyone who wants to fight with me?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, with thirteen Hunyuan swords in front of him, and his eyes swept across the more than thirty thousand golden clouds, one by one, and the ancient creatures.

Many creatures frowned, but did not step out.

Suddenly, a voice sounded slowly, making the middle-aged man smile lightly.

"Qiu Yi, from the Dark Python Clan, will fight with you!"

A faint voice sounded from behind the middle-aged man, and a figure walked down from the 133 golden clouds.

This was also a golden immortal who had reached the ninth level of Heavenly Envy. His pair of python pupils faintly emitted a cold and gloomy light. On his neck, there were even more colorful scales, blooming with seven-colored clouds.

"Gu Wenkong!"

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the genius of the Dark Python Clan.

Many people looked at him, and their faces changed slightly. Some of the contemporary geniuses even had their pupils condensed.

Qiu Yi!

Twenty-three years after walking out of the Buried Emperor's Mausoleum, he traveled all the way across the Northern Territory, claiming to be invincible.

This is a genius who is on the road to invincibility!

"This is still worth watching!"

On the 133 golden clouds, some of the Daluo invincibles showed a faint smile.

This smile seemed the same, as if he despised the ancient and contemporary geniuses among the more than 30,000 golden clouds!