Rebirth of the Urban Madman

A palm shook the saint for three million miles!

This scene almost made the creatures of this world feel like seeing ghosts and gods.

In the eyes of all living beings, Qin Xuan had already taken the second step.

Between the Tianjiu Saint Pass and the Burial Emperor Mausoleum, Xu Ke coughed up blood, his saintly body was faintly cracked, and his hands were stained red with holy blood.

Qin Xuan's eyes were as dark as death.

He took another step, and he had crossed three million miles in one step.

Even ordinary saints would find it difficult to reach this step.

Xu Ke raised his head, his hair flying in anger, and strands of holy blood gathered in the pair of sword saints.

Immediately, he sacrificed the two swords into the air, and his body was gathered by the power of the saints into a vast Dharma image that reached the sky.

A saint's Dharma image appeared in the world.

He was majestic, dressed in white, and his gray hair fell to his waist like a waterfall.

Immediately, this Dharma image moved, and the two holy weapons fell into his hands.

The two swords shook, and a wisp of sword energy was like a dragon in a radius of ten thousand miles, lingering for a hundred feet, a thousand feet, and even ten thousand feet.

The wisp of sword energy seemed to be a world-destroying storm, blocking Qin Xuan.

Entering the holy land of sword energy, a sword light almost split the sword land in two.

Even its Dharma image was cut apart, even including space, void, and the barrier of the fairyland. A sword mark penetrated a full 70,000 miles.

Under Qin Xuan, a part of the ten thousand miles of land seemed to be forcibly extracted.

He condensed the ten thousand miles of land into a sword, moved the Qingdi Sword, cut the saint, and broke the holy land with one sword.

In the world that was split into two, Qin Xuan looked at Xu Ke quietly, and the ink-black sword in his hand slowly chopped down again.

Boom!

The earth was torn apart for tens of thousands of miles, as if it turned into a sword edge, appearing in the eyes of the saints.

At the edge of the sword, Xu Ke bleeds from his mouth and avoids the sword.

Before Xu Ke can move again, the space around him solidifies.

Qin Xuan casually throws the sword in his hand into the ground, strides across the sky and earth, and appears in front of the Domain of Time.

Xu Ke's body is trembling faintly. He is trying his best to break the Domain of Time and break free from the imprisonment.

Indistinctly, a crack appears in the space.

Qin Xuan is indifferent and ruthless. He slowly raises his palm and directly hits Xu Ke's body.

Boom!

In an instant, Xu Ke's chest is pierced. It can be seen that the flesh, blood, and internal organs that flew out are all solidified in the Domain of Time.

The Domain of Time is broken, and everything is almost restored to its original state. Those blood and other holy bodies are directly shattered into nothingness.

The first time Xu Ke broke the Domain of Time, he turned into a vast golden light and avoided Qin Xuan's second palm.

A palm fell in vain, and the earth shattered.

Xu Ke was in the distance, covering the hole in his chest, and a pair of holy swords were in his hands.

All his seven orifices were bleeding, and his holy body was so severely damaged that even his heart was pierced.

"Qin Changqing!"

He uttered three words hoarsely, accompanied by holy blood from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, his body suddenly disintegrated and turned into a ball of crimson blood mist.

This blood mist directly sank into the pair of holy swords and killed Qin Xuan.

The power of this pair of holy swords was more than twice as terrifying as before.

Qin Xuan looked at the space where the pair of swords passed, and a wisp of blood color that was almost condensed to the extreme enveloped the pair of swords.

His palm shook slightly, and the power of heaven and earth around him seemed to be immortal.

The pair of swords fell in front of Qin Xuan.

Seven inches in front of Qin Xuan, the twin swords that condensed the entire holy body stopped in the void.

Strands of sword energy shattered the void, as if tearing everything apart.

These twin swords were hard for even a saint to resist, as if they had the power to kill a half-emperor.

Bang!

The void was slashed, and a large area of ​​space was directly shattered. The twin swords advanced an inch faintly.

Qin Xuan stood quietly, standing between the twin swords, without moving a bit.

Xu Xu left the holy thoughts to faintly evolve his body, turning into a one-foot-tall man, looking at the twin swords.

He sacrificed his holy body and holy essence, and put them into the twin swords, hoping to kill the white-clothed man.

Boom!

There was another roar, and the twin swords advanced another inch.

In just over twenty breaths, the twin swords had advanced a full four inches.

But even with these four inches, the luster of the twin swords had dimmed.

Qin Xuan looked at the pair of swords, and then his palm slowly moved. He casually pinched the pair of swords and put them in his hands.

Then, his five fingers shook, and the pair of holy weapons appeared cracks between his five fingers. The power of destruction spread in all directions like ripples.

Boom!

Accompanied by two roars, the two holy weapons were directly shattered and turned into fragments all over the sky.

Qin Xuan looked at the many fragments in his hand, and his palm shook slightly. Those holy weapon fragments fell like flowers and sank into the void, floating to an unknown place.

This scene frightened all the saints.

What kind of power is this? Destroying holy weapons at will! ?Even Xu Ke was completely stunned at this moment.

He looked at Qin Xuan, and those four words seemed to linger in his ears.

Saints are like ants!

In Qin Changqing's eyes, saints are like ants!

Xu Ke suddenly smiled, and this smile seemed to be a smile at the end of the road, at himself, and at Qin Xuan.

"You win!"

Xu Ke understood, and he looked at Qin Xuan. This kind of power was no longer his match.

Even when he faced a half-emperor in the past, he had never felt this way, but there was a sense of powerlessness in the white clothes in front of him.

He and Qin Changqing were no longer on the same level.

Perhaps, even the secret method used by the Daluo Jinxian was not just prepared for him.

The girl of the Taishi clan planned to kill Qin Changqing.

Qin Changqing might have anticipated this method and waited for the enemy.

Perhaps in the eyes of Qin Changqing, it was not just him who came as a saint, but perhaps two, five, or even a great emperor.

This kind of power was beyond his ability to contend with.

"That's all!"

Xu Ke sighed softly, a saint for his whole life, but finally at the end of his road.

While he was thinking, Qin Xuan seemed to be oblivious to the sigh of this dying saint.

He took another step forward and appeared in front of Xu Ke.

With one palm, the saint's thoughts were shattered!

In an instant, the little man transformed by the one-foot saint's thoughts turned directly into nothingness.

Haotian Saint, Xu Ke, died!

Below, all the saints were extremely shocked, and there was even a chill, as if coming from the Nine Netherworlds, directly into the saint's thoughts.

They looked at the white-clothed man with a faint fear.

"The invincible method lives up to its name!"

Tong Yuxian murmured softly, "But you are also going to die, your life span is over, not even a second will be left!"

"The body is broken, even with the inheritance of the Green Emperor, it is difficult to recover!"

"If the seven souls are lost, it will be like a walking corpse, and the rest of your life will be ruthless!"

Tong Yuxian looked at Qin Xuan, and the road to the world was almost broken. She was afraid that Qin Changqing would enter reincarnation.

Or maybe, this Qin Changqing had a method she didn't know, and could break through this dead end and open another path to the emperor.

She still remembered that in the Xianyuan secret realm in the past, the voice that reversed the long river of time for a hundred breaths, who knew how many emperors of ancient and modern times had surpassed.

In the Tianjiu Saint Pass, one by one, the contemporary Tianjiao, one by one, the eternal Tianjiao, at this moment, was as if dead.

Daluo killed the saint!

In this era, someone, Daluo killed the saint!

In the void, Qin Xuan never looked at anyone, and there was no emotion in his gray pupils, as if his eyes were like stone, iron, and even dead.

He slowly looked towards the North Territory, and finally, he took a step forward, and the white clothes disappeared, leaving only the dead silence of the world.

No matter how the living beings present, even the saints, imagined, they never thought there would be such a change.

Emperor Burial Heaven Collapse Tai Shi appeared,

Daluo killed the saint Qin Changqing!