Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Juntian looked indifferent when he heard this.

"What realm should I be in?"

Juntian's eyes looked at Qin Xuan quietly, but there was an invisible sense of oppression in his eyes.

Qin Xuan could feel that the breath on Juntian was different from the wild spirits he had felt before.

"What realm is not important anymore."

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. He knew that Juntian was extraordinary, but he did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

Everything was as dead silent between heaven and earth.

When their eyes met, no one knew what Juntian and Qin Xuan were thinking at the moment.

Juntian was the first to break the silence. Her tone was indifferent and arrogant, "Xian, what you want to do has nothing to do with me."

"You do your own thing. Even if you kill all the contenders in this world, as long as you don't provoke me, I will not care."

"But if you insist on destroying yourself, I can also do as you wish."

Her tone was arrogant.

Even though she had seen Qin Xuan's power and Xian's arrogance, Juntian still faced Qin Xuan with such a condescending attitude.

It was as if she had already predicted that Qin Xuan was not her opponent, and even dared not provoke her.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

"You seem to be somewhat similar to a friend of mine." Qin Xuan said softly, "Once upon a time, I saw him being so condescending, but unfortunately later, he could only look up to me."

"Even if it was the revenge of his father's murder, he could only watch helplessly."

"How much does my friend have to do with you?"

Qin Xuan's words were like a knife, slashing at Juntian.

Juntian's expression was still calm, without any ripples.

"The ups and downs of the road are not absolute. You have bullied me like this, and you will repay yourself one day. Xian, I am looking forward to that day, whether you will still be like today." Juntian turned around, and she had little interest in Qin Xuan.

"Since you are here, I didn't ask you to leave. Can you get away?"

The leisurely words came from behind, and Juntian's face showed surprise for the first time.

She looked back and looked at the white clothes quietly.

"You, want to die here?"

She asked in a tone of incomprehension, and seemed surprised that Qin Xuan would take the initiative to ask for death.

"Hahaha, I have never thought about it." Qin Xuan moved his palm, and the Endless Sword fell into his palm.

The Great Way of Immortality!

Qin Xuan looked at Juntian, "I don't think you can do it either."

"Whether it's a wild spirit or a coffin slave, how much power can you have in the ancient plain?"

"I, Qin Changqing, the immortal, hold the sword and wait."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Xuan stepped up.

His speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he had thirteen swords.

Each sword contained the power of the Great Way of Immortality, and brought the power of the Great Way to the extreme.

Thirteen swords merged into one, which was even more terrifying. If it was the wild spirit before, it would never be able to resist it.

Qin Xuan knew that Juntian was extraordinary, so he did not hold back.

But facing Qin Xuan's fierce attack, Juntian just uttered two words lightly.

"Foolish!"

As the voice fell, a trace of veins appeared around her. These veins, like the branches of flowers and the veins of trees, grew in the void.

Until, these branches were actually entangled on the Wuzhong Sword.

Thirteen swords merged into one, the ultimate of the longevity path, facing this sword, it was actually resisted by it.

Qin Xuan's pupils condensed slightly, and he took a difficult step forward.

Cracks appeared on the Wuzhong Sword, and the sleeves of the white clothes were all shattered.

But the veins that looked like branches were not damaged.

This kind of power far surpasses the power of the wild spirits, and is even more far away from the power of the longevity path that Qin Xuan now possesses.

This Juntian is a coffin slave!

Before, Qin Xuan had some doubts, but now he is sure.

"It seems that you have already understood something." Juntian looked at Qin Xuan and said lightly: "The gap between you and me is too big. It is no longer a matter of quality or quantity."

"It's okay to pretend with those wild spirits, but not with me!"

After saying that, Juntian waved his hand lightly, and in an instant, the Endless Sword was destroyed.

Qin Xuan also suffered a great backlash and vomited blood and retreated.

But he only took a step back, but Qin Xuan suddenly raised his eyes.

Boom!

Wisps of flames emerged from his body.

Tai Shi Rebellion!

Qin Xuan performed again, and the collision of power in his body suddenly gave rise to chaos.

Chaos is like fire, burying everything.

The Endless Sword was condensed again, and Qin Xuan's aura was also rising.

The original Qin Xuan had the strength to kill the contenders. Now, after performing the Taishi Rebellion, those contenders could not help but feel heavy in their hearts.

They felt the terror of Qin Xuan again. If it were them, could they resist! ?

They alsoIn their minds, they deduced that they had a chance of winning against Qin Xuan.

Seeing Qin Xuan like this, Juntian raised her head slightly, "Using the secret method, it is just to turn a piece of firewood into flames."

"This wisp of flame will eventually burn out, and it can't refine the sea of ​​stars."

"I thought you were a wise man, but I never thought that you are still a mortal who doesn't know how to be reverent and transcendent."

After the voice fell, Juntian turned around.

At the moment she turned around, countless branches were growing wildly in the void.

In these branches, there were flowers of different colors.

Qin Xuan was soon surrounded by the sea of ​​forests and flowers.

Qin Xuan looked at the sea of ​​forests and flowers. Every flower and every branch contained a power beyond the world, which was not comparable to those wild spirits.

This was not the first time he faced the coffin slave, but the coffin slave was so powerful that he could not be broken.

Even so, Qin Xuan did not stop, and his eyes slowly closed.

In his mind, the thirteen extreme methods, including the power of the fighters who swallowed and fused, were all integrated in his mind.

Time seemed to be still, and endless perceptions intertwined.

Wild spirits are beyond eternity and are a realm above the ancient plain.

They can transcend time and space, and can travel, experience, and cultivate power beyond the ancient plain in endless years.

So, what is the essence of the coffin slave?

Seal yourself so as not to be noticed by other fighters, or spend a long time waiting for the opportunity.

The power of the industry spirit is like the beasts in the jungle, but they are crushed by modern firearms?

So, the power of the coffin slave is like the power of the cultivator facing modern firearms.

Even nuclear weapons are nothing but sparks in front of cultivators.

In this case, how can the power of wild beasts kill cultivators?

Even if the cultivator is dying, it is not something that ordinary beasts can match.

No wonder the fighter in front of him is so confident.

Qin Xuan sighed lightly, but at this moment, a voice sounded in his mind.

"Changqing, are you going to retreat?"

Qin Xuan was slightly startled, and then he realized who the voice belonged to.

Qin Xuan slowly uttered four words in his heart.

"The Great Emperor of Killing!"