Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The air was deathly silent, and all the overseas masters were shocked, staring at He Taisui.

Instantly kill the Japanese master?

Even Lin Ge's face became a little gloomy, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Is this the strength of China's peerless genius?"

Ten years ago, He Taisui swept through China's peers in his twenties and was known as China's peerless genius.

But in the past ten years, this Jiangnan Taisui rarely took action, and even had a tendency to be overshadowed by Liu Jinyu's brilliance, but everyone forgot that ten years ago, this Jiangnan Taisui was already invincible.

What about ten years later?

How terrifying is He Taisui, who has entered middle age and also entered the innate stage? At this moment, both the Chinese innate and the overseas masters were in awe.

It is better to suffer in front of the Huguo Mansion than to touch the head of Taisui.

A sentence that once swept the Chinese martial arts world suddenly rang in everyone's heart.

He Taisui smiled and swept over everyone's face, and the branch in his hand turned into dust silently.

There were fourteen people left, Qin Xuan killed one, He Taisui killed one, and now there were twelve overseas masters left, and they all felt a little heavy in their hearts at this moment.

They came here to add insult to injury, not to die here.

Although their number was still more than twice that of the other side, the original aggressive arrogance was swept away.

Qin Xuan's sword and He Taisui's slash not only killed two overseas masters, but also the momentum of the overseas masters present.

"Lin Ge, Qingzhu won't take action?"

A gloomy voice sounded silently, with extreme dissatisfaction.

Now they have two people dead, and nearly two hundred grandmaster-level masters have been lost in China, but now, Qingzhu Yuelong is not taking action? Watching the show on the cruise ship?

Lin Ge looked at the person who spoke calmly and said with a smile: "The Great Witch Lord does not need to be angry. With twice the number of people in China, does the Great Witch Lord think he will lose? Or do you have too little confidence in yourself?"

"The master did not take action only because of the confrontation between the Star Emperor and the Immortal Elder. If these two joined the battle, who can guarantee that they can bear the consequences?"

His words were like the wind, floating into everyone's ears, making many overseas strong men look gloomy.

If they lost with twice the number of people, it would be embarrassing enough.

Moreover, the Star Emperor and the Immortal Elder, two of China's top strong men, joined the battle, which might be what they did not want to see even more.

Who can guarantee that the Green Lord will not be held back by one of them, causing the other to attack them?

Among the strong men present, no one had enough confidence to face an intact Star Emperor or Immortal Elder.

The great witch named Wulu snorted heavily, and his eyes fell on He Taisui. His body was like a ghost floating in the night. Wherever he passed, the scorched soil sprouted continuously. Black and purple vines with scimitar-like barbs appeared, hundreds and thousands, dancing around like crazy snakes.

He walked in front of He Taisui, "I want to see the strength of China's peerless genius. I wonder if my treasures will like it."

Wulu looked like an evil ghost, smiling grimly.

He Taisui killed the Japanese strongman with a sword, which did not scare him, but made him excited.

He was excited about ravaging the genius. He was looking forward to what this peerless genius of China would look like when he turned into the nutrients of his magic vine.

He Taisui smiled leisurely, and he looked at Wulu indifferently.

"Witchcraft?"

His white teeth shone in the moonlight, and the next moment, his figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, his body was already among countless devil vines that were like wild snakes, like a sharp blade piercing into the sea of ​​devils.

Wherever he passed, all the devil vines were cut off.

But soon, He Taisui was slightly moved, and his figure appeared in the endless devil vines.

Uru disappeared, and his figure disappeared in this endless sea of ​​vines. A gloomy voice came, "Foolish Chinese, my Baoer can absorb all power, including the power of light of the Paladin of Light. How dare you break in? Hahahaha..."

He Taisui felt that his innate power was swallowed up invisibly, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Even if he did not come into contact with these devil vines, his power was still being eroded?

Moreover, the devil vines that were broken and shattered by him fell to the ground, and they took root again and gradually grew. Instead of perishing, they emerged endlessly.

He Taisui pointed his finger, and the innate power was like a shuttle, shattering a devil vine.

Dust fell on the ground, but countless magic vines rose up, as if seeds had fallen to the ground and were constantly taking root and sprouting.

"What a trouble!"

He Taisui sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

On the other side,After a brief moment of shock, the flames of war continued to break out until the entire cliff was shattered, constantly turning into rubble and falling into the sea, stirring up large areas of sea water, and the battlefield had a tendency to spread to the mountains.

In one area, an old man with an old face and a golden body kept knocking on the big bell next to him with both hands.

The whole body of the big bell was green and yellow, very strange, and the face of the bell looked like countless prismatic tortoise shells gathered together.

The famous golden bell cover of the Chinese people?

It doesn't seem like it, and this green and yellow tortoise shell bell is no longer known to the world. It is many times stronger than the golden bell cover, because he is carrying the attacks of three overseas strongmen alone.

A strong man on the military list, a biochemical general, and a holy knight of light.

He looked at ease, as if he had not used all his strength.

The old man has a title in China that is criticized but appropriate, Xuanwu Tianjun.

Yin Ze, the Xuanwu Heavenly Lord, is known to have the strongest defense in China. He can remain unscathed even when missiles are approaching.

"Damn turtle shell!" The strong man on the military list cursed. No matter the strength he gained from countless life-and-death battles or his indestructible weapons, he seemed to have no way to deal with the green golden bell in front of him.

The Holy Knight of Light also had a gloomy face. However, as he was in the Holy See of Light, he did not swear, but kept slashing out bright holy swords. Even the cross sword weighing hundreds of pounds in his hand had rolled up and his arms were numb.

The only one with an unmoving expression was the biochemical general. As a man-made fighting machine, his emotions had long disappeared, including the sense of pain.

He even had a magnetic resonance dagger in his hand, which exuded a terrifying power and slashed at the bell, numbly slashing again and again.

The attack of the three people was like a rainstorm and a strong wind, but Yin Ze, who was inside the big bell, stood still and even had a smile on his face.

His old hands were like phantoms, slapping down on the inside of the big bell, and every time he slapped down, the smile on his face became more intense.

"Three of you, I still have to advise you to go back. China is not a place of right and wrong, and you can't destroy Chinese martial arts." Yin Ze said leisurely, neither hurried nor slow.

"Shut up!" The strong man on the military list shouted angrily. He didn't know how many times he had heard such persuasion.

This old guy, like a turtle, kept chattering, which made him very annoyed.

"Alas!" The old man smiled, "The one holding the bayonet, if you use a little more force, you might be able to break through my defense."

"The one holding the cross sword, yes, look at your sword, it's all bent. The Holy See of Light is so rich, can't it have a few more weapons?"

"That dead face... um, forget it, I guess you can't hear me."

The old man kept muttering, and even the Paladin of Light who couldn't understand Chinese had veins popping out on his forehead.

Except for the biochemical general, the other two had extremely gloomy faces.

It's so embarrassing, and, is this old man a chatterbox?

In anger, their attacks became more fierce, like a rainstorm and a strong wind, sweeping towards Yin Ze.