Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the battlefield where Qin Xuan was, Qin Xuan stared at Song Taixuan, who was in the sky, looking down on the world and looking down on the world.

If he was to be described, he should be the military saint in the Chinese legend, like Song Taixuan now.

He waved his sword and pointed at the mountains and rivers, swallowing the world.

In the ancient city of Zhendong, many Tianjiao were pale.

Even Jiang Bofa and the other four looked extremely solemn.

"Is this a saint?"

"A real saint!"

Jiang Bofa whispered softly, looking up at Song Taixuan.

Only Qin Xuan, holding a sword and showing off his power, never cared about Song Taixuan.

The Wing of Chaos shook slightly, and then completely disappeared in this world.

Song Taixuan's eyes condensed slightly, and then there was a sneer on his face.

He looked for Qin Xuan's trace in this world.

In an instant, the spear in his hand penetrated into the void.

As Song Taixuan's eyes moved slightly, Qin Xuan appeared in front of him, close at hand.

But his holy spear had already missed.

Another sword came out slowly.

"Qin Changqing!"

Song Taixuan's eyes were full of fighting spirit. The next moment, the spear in his hand shook slightly and fell towards Qin Xuan's body.

He ignored Qin Xuan's sword, and the holy energy rolled into the spear as if it were real.

Its power was like splitting the sky and the earth, breaking the mountains and rivers, enough to collapse everything.

And on the purple armor on his body, there was more immortal energy pouring into it, and holy patterns lit up one after another.

This armor is called Ziji Tianjia, which is a half-emperor weapon. With the blessing of his holy energy, not to mention Qin Xuan who has not yet become a saint, even if he is a saint, it is difficult to break it easily.

Boom!

Song Taixuan's spear landed within three feet of Qin Xuan. What made Song Taixuan's face change was that there was an invisible domain beside Qin Xuan, which made his spear unable to move at all.

The holy energy on his spear continued to bless it, but it was still difficult to move forward.

"Not good!"

Two words suddenly appeared in Song Taixuan's mind. He never thought that Qin Changqing's defense was so terrifying.

He moved his body and vaguely avoided the sword passing through his throat. The sword passed by and landed on his chest.

At this moment, Song Taixuan felt that the half-emperor armor on his body was nothing, and he was more like being hit by a mountain. His internal organs were about to be shattered. Not only that, there were also strands of sword energy and sword intent that penetrated from the outside of the purple extreme armor and went straight into his body.

Even if Song Taixuan tried to contain it, he couldn't bear the blood in the end, and spit it out with a wow.

Qin Xuan slashed down in front of Song Taixuan with a sword, and behind him, the Chaos Wings shook slightly.

Boom!

In an instant, Qin Xuan and Song Taixuan seemed to fall into the earth.

At this moment, the land within a radius of a hundred miles seemed to rise, cracks spread, and countless boulders rushed into the sky.

Below, the pale faces of many creatures in the ancient city of Zhendong suddenly became dull at this moment.

Jiang Bofa and the other four couldn't help but stare at the two people falling from the sky.

"What!?"

"One sword! One sword made Song Taixuan cough up blood!"

"This... Song Taixuan is a saint!"

Jiang Bofa, Tong Qingyu, and Zhao Huan even lost their voices.

Qin Hongyi stood with her arms folded. She smiled and looked at the land, with smoke and dust rising.

In the past, Qin Xuan was able to kill the Eastern Region Saint Baixu Cang. As both of them were Saints who had never entered the first level, how much higher could Song Taixuan be than Baixu Cang?

However, her brother Changqing was no longer the same as before.

2.6 billion immortal coins were spent. Even though Qin Hongyi didn't know why this brother Changqing had never broken through, if it were someone else, if there was no barrier in the realm, it would be possible to become a Saint.

But those immortal coins would never be thrown away in vain.

"Saint Taixuan!"

Many creatures from the God Emperor Tiancheng had walked out of the cracks in the sky. They just happened to see Song Taixuan spurting blood and being cut into the earth by Qin Xuan's sword. Their faces suddenly changed and they cried out in surprise.

Qin Hongyi looked up and glanced at the Tianjiao from the God Emperor Tiancheng who kept walking out. Her eyebrows slightly raised, as if she was about to move.

At this moment, the earth roared again, and ripples rose from where Qin Xuan and Song Taixuan were. The dust and smoke disappeared at this moment, revealing the bodies of the two people.

Song Taixuan was seen lying on the ground, and all around him, as if he had been hit by a meteorite, a huge deep pit emerged, and Song Taixuan was in the center of it.

Holy blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and a sword pointed directly at the purple sky armor in front of his chest.

Qin Xuan stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes were like the desert world.

"This is impossible!"

Song Taixuan was almost at a loss at this moment.

He was a saint, he had entered the sainthood, how could it be possible... how could it be possible that Qin Changqing, with just one sword, would be so seriously injured?That terrifying sword intent and sword energy, even with his Saint Yuan, could not be erased.

"Do it!"

In the sky, although many Tianjiao of the God Emperor Tiancheng could not believe what was happening before their eyes, they had already reacted.

How could they not save Song Taixuan when he was like this?

At this moment, Qin Xuan said without even raising his head: "How dare a mere ant attack me!?"

"Get lost!"

The word came out like thunder.

In an instant, the chaotic power of heaven and earth around them condensed crazily at this moment.

In the crack of the sky, the power of heaven and earth in the two worlds and the chaotic Dao seemed to be swallowed up.

In the crack of the sky, a finger suddenly appeared.

This finger was a hundred thousand miles long, not just a finger, but almost comparable to the sky.

Many Tianjiao of the God Emperor Tiancheng looked up, and they looked at this scene. At this moment, everyone was almost stupid.

Song Taixuan looked at the finger, and his mind was blank.

"Retreat!"

Qin Hongyi shouted, reminding everyone in Zhendong Ancient City.

In an instant, she had withdrawn, and that finger had already pressed down between the peaks and mountains.

Bang, bang, bang...

The sound of the life stone breaking, at this moment, continued to rise, and the broken peaks and mountains of a hundred thousand miles of heaven and earth, at this moment, all turned into nothingness.

Since the finger fell, none of the ninety-nine great geniuses in Shendi Tiancheng remained in this world.

Even in Zhendong Ancient City, there were dozens of people whose life stones were broken and left this world.

One finger crushed the world!

Jiang Bofa, Tong Qingyu and the other four, at this moment, almost collapsed on the ground.

They looked at the finger that slowly dissipated, like the wind and sand dispersing.

Looking at the white-clothed man holding a sword standing under the huge pit tens of thousands of miles away, looking at Song Taixuan with blood on his mouth and disbelief on his face.

"So, this is the strength of Qin Changqing!"

Jiang Bofa murmured, and at this moment, there was only self-mockery on his face.

Self-mockery, overestimating one's own ability!

In that huge pit, the ground around was flat, and Qin Xuan looked down at Song Taixuan, the Saint of Tiancheng, the Emperor of the Central Region.

"A few small movements and ignorant words are just dust in my eyes, not worth paying attention to, but Song Taixuan, you are proud of them."

Qin Xuan opened his thin lips slightly and looked at Song Taixuan, and the spiritless holy sword in his hand went down a little.

Boom!

A sword energy that annihilated everything pierced through the purple sky armor.

"The pride of the Central Region, the saint of a city..."

Qin Xuan looked at Song Taixuan's chest, and the life stone emerged, with faint cracks on it.

He looked indifferently at Song Taixuan, whose face was like congestion.

"Nothing more!"