Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the Nanjiang Saint Palace, Qin Xuan was walking with wings shaking. In front of him, there was another creature blocking the way.

This was the bloodline of a contemporary saint, holding a big seal.

"Have you inherited the Nanjiang Saint? If you have, hand over the inheritance, and I will let you go!"

This saint bloodline spoke coldly. Although the third level of Hunyuan is not invincible, it should not be underestimated. He once fought against the genius of the fifth level of Hunyuan.

Qin Xuan looked at him, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes.

His hands shook slightly, and then he used his magical power to slap this person.

Boom!

The big seal flew across the sky, and Qin Xuan's speed suddenly stagnated. This saint bloodline looked at Qin Xuan with indifference.

"Don't compare me to those trash!"

"Hand over the inheritance, and I will let you go. Otherwise, when the three great emperors come after you, I'm afraid you will be buried here!"

Qin Xuan looked at the seal in front of him, and his thin lips slightly opened, "Do you think that in my eyes, you are different from those ants!?"

"Die!"

In an instant, Qin Xuan's hands turned into fists, and on his body, strands of green divine patterns intertwined and spread on his body.

Immortal bloodline, rotating holy body!

This is the divine power of the holy law. In the horrified eyes of the saint bloodline, Qin Xuan blasted the seal back with one punch, and then, the five elements of the mysterious wings shook, and it was as fast as a shadow, and it swept across the body of the saint bloodline in an instant.

Boom!

Another blood mist rose up, and Qin Xuan directly blasted the creature into nothingness with one punch.

Bixi seemed to have anticipated this and took away the immortal treasures in his storage.

Qin Xuan walked forward again, but this scene stopped many people who blocked his way.

Almost no one dared to step forward as a Golden Immortal.

Too scary!

One person could actually kill the blood of a saint in the third realm of Hunyuan. This person was really only at the seventh level of Daluo.

"It's the Central Region, the rotating holy body of the immortal lineage of the Central Region!"

"The Central Region's Tianjiao actually came to the Southern Region. No wonder he is so terrifying!"

"It's hateful. The holy medicine was swallowed by him. I'm afraid that most of the inheritance was taken away by him!"

One voice after another sounded, but the creatures blocking Qin Xuan became fewer and fewer.

The Holy Palace was faintly collapsing, and some of the holy prohibitions were also collapsing. The three Hunfengs broke the prohibitions faster and chased Qin Xuan.

Boom!

Another creature took action. This was an ancient creature, and an invincible person in the third realm of Hunyuan.

In his hand, there was another holy weapon. This holy sword was green and seemed to contain holy essence and holy patterns.

"The people of the world, stay here!"

He looked at Qin Xuan with pride, and as soon as the sword light in his hand came out, he slashed at Qin Xuan.

Boom!

This sword slashed out, even some holy prohibitions were affected, and this sword light actually cracked a part of the holy prohibition.

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, he kept punching with his fists, as if forming a domain, and the fist light destroyed everything.

In an instant, the sword light collided with Qin Xuan's fists.

Qin Xuan broke free from the remaining waves, and a faint blood mark appeared on his fists, and his fists were almost cut off.

Fortunately, Qin Xuan had an evergreen immortal body, which crushed the sword energy that rushed into his body and kept healing his fists.

"Holy weapon!?"

Qin Xuan looked at this person, and there seemed to be a hint of interest in his indifferent pupils.

"Although this holy weapon is soulless, it is undoubtedly a holy weapon!"

"You have no weapon in your hand, and you are only at the seventh level of Daluo. You want to be my enemy, you are too ignorant of life and death!"

"Die!"

The man spoke, holding a sword in his hand, the sword controlled the world, swallowed the power of the surrounding world, and suddenly slashed towards Qin Xuan.

Behind Qin Xuan, the five elements of the mysterious wings shook, he avoided the sword light, and immediately rushed straight to the Hunyuan Immortal Venerable of the third level of Hunyuan.

Suddenly, chains rushed out of the void and bound Qin Xuan.

The creature pinched the spiritual formula in his hand and used the immortal method to trap Qin Xuan.

At the same time, there was another immortal sword, containing vast sword energy, killing Qin Xuan.

Every wisp of sword energy could kill Daluo, and the endless sword energy seemed to annihilate Qin Xuan into nothingness.

Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he looked at the world quietly.

Immediately, he stepped on the ground, and the world around him seemed to freeze.

Immortal power, the realm of time!

In an instant, he rushed out of the many chains, and then his palm turned into a sword, and the power of the world around him for hundreds of feet rioted, like a torrent, and sank into Qin Xuan's palm.

Cracks appeared faintly on Qin Xuan's palm.

Without a weapon in hand, Changqing Immortal Body was only comparable to the immortal weapon of Hunyuan Realm. It was inevitable to be injured when bearing such a terrifying power of heaven and earth.

Qin Xuan didn't care. In an instant, he drew a sword, and the Qingdi Sword cut Hunyuan, and multiple styles merged into one. A ray of brilliant sword light condensed in front of him, only eight feet away.

Boom!

The eight-foot sword light is like cutting through the vast sword energy, in an instant, Qin Xuan's figure appeared outside the sword energy.

The ancient creature was full of disbelief, as if shocked that Qin Xuan broke his holy sword.

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded.

"This sword is good, it belongs to me!"

After the seven words, a round of Yuan Yang appeared in Qin Xuan's hand. The Emperor's Wrath Yuan Yang, this time not only did not enlarge, but condensed to the size of a soybean, and then Qin Xuan flicked out with a finger.

A red-gold light went directly to the ancient creature's eyebrows.

The ancient creature felt a great crisis in his heart, and immediately moved the holy sword to meet the Yuan Yang.

I saw that the holy sword slashed on the Emperor's Wrath Yuan Yang, and then, an endless sea of ​​fire erupted.

The terrifying power of the Emperor's Wrath Yuan Yang condensed to the extreme was more than twice as terrifying as before.

In the endless sea of ​​fire, Qin Xuan rushed into it, and saw that the ancient creature seemed to be injured in the terrifying waves, constantly waving the holy sword in his hand, breaking the flames of Yuanli.

Qin Xuan's pupils reflected the ancient creature, as if he was watching an ant.

The next moment, a large bow appeared in his hand, and the endless Emperor's wrath Yuanyang fire around him entered the large bow and turned into arrows.

Immortal Sunset Bow!

In an instant, an arrow was shot out, and the world lost its color.

The ancient creature held the holy sword and chopped it down on the arrow, and the holy power merged into the sword energy.

Boom boom boom!

The ancient creature kept retreating, and roared: "How is it possible!?"

He was in the third realm of Hunyuan, and he was holding a holy weapon and changing the holy essence. How could he be defeated by this arrow?

Qin Xuan was indifferent, and there was a hint of imperial power in his pupils.

Emperor Yun, Xu Wushen!

Boom!

The arm of the former ancient Tianjiao was shaken into blood mist, and the holy sword flew high. In an instant, the arrow pierced through his body, shaking it into a ball of blood mist.

Qin Xuan shook his wings, took the holy sword that fell from the sky, dispersed his magical powers, and walked forward with the sword.

"People are ruthless, swords are spiritless, just right!"

Qin Xuan's voice was indifferent. He looked at the road ahead, the faces of those who were shocked and panicked, and shook his wings and walked with the sword.

"Who else wants to die!?"

The cold words rang in the Nanjiang Holy Palace, sweeping in all directions.

Arrogant in the world!