Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The faces of the ten ancient creatures were solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Hundreds of contemporary geniuses shed blood here, how could they not know how domineering and terrifying Qin Xuan was.

If they were to take action, they would not be given too much time to consider.

"Are you crazy!?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he turned slightly to the person who spoke.

This person had met him in this life.

He had even wanted to take action under the ruins of the Saint's Mansion.

The North Ming Emperor's son!

In Qin Xuan's blood-red pupils, the North Ming Emperor's face full of shock and anger was faintly revealed.

The five elements of the mysterious wings behind him shook suddenly, and he rushed towards the ten great creatures.

None of the ten great creatures spoke, and no one reminded them.

At their level, if they need others to remind them even in a life-and-death battle, how can they talk about their qualifications and call themselves geniuses?

In an instant, Qin Xuan swept past several ancient creatures who were ready to go but had not taken action.

Zang Taiyou, Ling Xiaocang, Gai Youxu...

In the sixth realm of several Hunyuan, there are existences that are difficult for saints to kill, but each of them is like facing a great enemy, looking at the Qingdi armor that passed by.

"Qin Changqing!"

A roar sounded, and then it was drowned in this roar.

At this moment, the space has collapsed.

Qin Xuan holds the sword, the Qingdi Sword, Hunyuan Slaying Saint!

A sword light breaks through the void and reveals the world.

Wherever it passes, the space is instantly torn apart. A figure, holding a black lotus shield, hits the sword head-on.

The face of the Beiming Emperor's son is faintly red. Under the defense of the black lotus in front of him, there is a faint sword energy in the shields, tearing his clothes.

His eyes are full of anger and shock.

He was suppressed by this sword. If it weren't for the protection of this holy weapon, he would have fallen under this sword.

Before the North Ming Emperor could react, the Five Elements Mysterious Wings behind Qin Xuan shook and disappeared into the void. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the North Ming Emperor.

A sword beam fell again.

Two sword beams split the sky and rose up, like two mad dragons, attacking the North Ming Emperor from the front and back.

Boom!

Amid the deafening roar, Qin Xuan held the Spiritless Holy Sword and looked down at the North Ming Emperor.

There were faint cracks on the holy weapon, and then the North Ming Emperor walked out of the dark void from the place where the sword beams were annihilated.

A wisp of North Ming Qi lingered around him.

The North Ming clan, the imperial law, the North Ming Tiandi body!

When he took action, he almost used all his strength. The black lotus holy weapon in front of him was even withering faintly, injured by Qin Xuan's two swords.

In the hand of the North Ming Emperor, a three-foot-long sword appeared.

He stared at Qin Xuan with a cold gaze, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't compare me with those trash of your time!"

"Qin Changqing, you want to kill me, but you are not qualified!"

He roared, and slashed with a knife.

This blade light, as if piercing through the sky and earth, was a thousand feet long and headed towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan stood indifferently, not retreating at all, just when this vast blade light fell in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan just raised his left hand slowly, and his palm was like a sky wall, blocking the thousand-foot blade light.

Boom!

The Green Emperor Armor around Qin Xuan did not move at all, and the palm protected by the green jade collided with the blade light, and there was no annihilation at all.

In front of the chest, the strange beast seemed to come alive and roared faintly.

This roar seemed to annihilate everything, like the roar of chaos.

Qin Xuan used one hand to block the blade light. In the incredulous eyes of the Northern Ming Emperor, Qin Xuan slowly took a step forward.

Boom!

With one step forward, the blade light retreated one step.

Qin Xuan took another step forward, taking seven steps, and the thousand-foot blade light was completely shattered.

At this moment, the Northern Ming Emperor was stunned and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

With this knife, he once cut the saint's sleeves and gathered his strongest attack, which was named the Northern Ming Slash Saint.

Now, in front of the figure covered with green armor, this knife was like paper and could not withstand a single blow.

Blocked with one hand, broken in seven steps!

"Impossible!"

The Northern Ming Emperor murmured, how could the power of the Golden Immortal, even if it was a secret method, be so terrifying?

Daluo Slash Saint!

Daluo Slash Saint Qin Changqing!

Could it be that what the Northern Territory said was really true! ?

How could there be a Daluo Slayer in this era! ?

The state of mind of the Beiming Emperor was shaken, but his movements were as swift as thunder, and he retreated quickly.

This knife made the Beiming Emperor, and even the other nine ancient creatures, fall into the abyss.

They saw a fact. Even if they once looked down on the world and all living things, and could fight against the saints, in front of the Golden Immortal, the Golden Immortal of the Eighth Turn of Daluo, Qin Changqing, they...Unable to withstand a single blow!

This is a kind of suppression, like a gnat trying to shake a tree, this gap is difficult to cross.

Jia Liuquan, Li Xuandi and others, at this moment, all had a faint idea of ​​retreating.

This guy is not only powerful, but also a madman.

As a person of the time, he was born here, and because of his anger, he killed most of the Hunyuan Tianjiao in the Southern Region.

Even the people of the time, this Qin Changqing did not show any mercy, let alone them.

"Retreat now, we haven't fought yet, we can't say we are defeated, and the invincible way has not been damaged!"

Jia Liuquan spoke, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or reminding others.

Just as this voice fell, Qin Xuan had already stepped forward.

The Wings of Time was displayed, and disappeared in the world in an instant.

At the same time, in front of the Beiming Emperor, Qin Xuan suddenly appeared, with his indifferent pupils, high above, overlooking the retreating Beiming Emperor, as if looking at dust.

Immediately, Qin Xuan's feet swayed slightly.

The surrounding space collapsed directly in the shock of this kick.

It was as if the entire world, the space was like a pool of water, was disturbed by this kick.

The space where the Beiming Emperor was located was even more distorted and chaotic at this moment.

In this chaos, Qin Xuan fell down.

One kick, like disturbing the world, the power of turbulent heaven and earth, descended on the Beiming Emperor.

"You..."

The Beiming Emperor roared, just spit out a word, and then, under this kick, he was directly stepped into the earth.

Boom!

On the Taidao Holy Mountain, a mountain range was directly broken, and cracks spread in all directions like dragons.

In the center of this crack, there was a cave that was so deep that it could not be seen to the bottom. Qin Xuan stepped on the Beiming Emperor and sank into it.

The other nine creatures looked at it, looking at the crack, which spread from the top of the Taidao Holy Mountain to the bottom of the Taidao Holy Mountain, and even into the land of the Southern Region.

"That mountain should be three thousand feet high, right!?"

The pupils of the Saint Lanyue were almost condensed into needles.

"Beiming, I'm afraid it's going to fall!"

Gai Youxu looked solemn, looking at the crack that spread from top to bottom, like a mountain.

Boom!

After a dozen breaths, a roar suddenly sounded, as if two stars collided in this mountain.

Immediately, the mountain range, three thousand feet high, was directly shattered.

The broken pieces of rocks alone were like mountains.

From among them, a figure tore through the dust and cracked the rocks.

Green armor, wings, black hair... Qin Xuan quietly rose up, soared three thousand feet into the air, and in his hand, a broken body was in his palm.

The Emperor of Bei Ming has no hope of survival!