Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In Qin Xuan's eyes, the figure of Emperor Shasheng slowly emerged.

"Qin Changqing, are you afraid!?"

The Emperor Shasheng stood with his hands behind his back, and she looked at Juntian's figure with disdain in her eyes.

"Of course I haven't!"

Qin Xuan replied indifferently.

"Then why are you hesitating!?" Shasheng asked.

"There is still a gap." Qin Xuan replied: "Even if you try your best, you may not win!"

"I'm looking for a chance of winning!"

Shasheng smiled, she turned her head and looked at Qin Xuan, "There is indeed a gap, but this gap may not be that big."

"Qin Changqing, think carefully, why are you fighting."

"Think about it again, what has been honed by the years is wisdom, and what else has it made you lose."

The Emperor Shasheng stepped forward, and she walked away in Qin Xuan's eyes.

Qin Xuan looked at the back of the Emperor Shasheng, and thoughts emerged in his mind.

He, Qin Changqing, fights for the Dao, for the old friends behind him, and for the Ancient Plain...

As he thought about it, Qin Xuan's mind suddenly shook.

"No, I'm fighting for myself!"

Qin Xuan spoke, his eyes were unprecedentedly terrifying.

It was like the infinite starry sky, hidden in those dark pupils, taking in everything.

"Suppress those who fight to cross, and return the ancient plain to its millions of years of purity!"

"Kill those who fight to cross, integrate the transcendent things, and become my great emperor Dao, unparalleled in ancient and modern times!"

Qin Xuan spoke, his voice was like thunder.

The Emperor of Killing looked back, and she smiled softly, "Unparalleled in ancient and modern times?"

Qin Xuan looked at the Emperor of Killing's look back, and he was slightly startled.

Life is like a dream, all in the eyes.

Qin Xuan seemed to be re-watching his life, and memories flashed through his mind like a big dream.

Qin Xuan stood quietly, and he found that he had really walked for too long.

From the unknown high school boy, to the Qing Emperor in the world of cultivation, the Changsheng Emperor in the world of immortals, and now the immortal.

The years he has walked through, the difficulty of his steps is unimaginable.

He has gained a lot, but it seems that he has lost more.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but think of what the Emperor of Killing asked.

After all the years, what did he get? Wisdom? In front of the strong, a thought can be crushed.

Strength? In front of the contenders, he is like an ant.

Strategy? No, he made mistakes in his calculations, and the world is unpredictable and never goes according to his wishes.

So, he had to, step by step, to this point today, and even killed all his old friends for this, and lived by death.

What did he get after so long?

It seems that he has gained everything, but it seems that he has gained nothing.

Everything in this world is like a reincarnation, jumping from a small reincarnation to a big reincarnation.

What is endless is not only the road to becoming a strong man, but also the endless suffering.

What he lost is his family, his old friends, and his past...

"In this life, I, Qin Changqing, will leave no regrets!"

A voice, like thunder and lightning, sounded in his mind.

He was stunned, looking at the boy who swore secretly in a small room in Jingshui City.

With the memory of his previous life, the Green Emperor was reborn in the city.

The boy looked up suddenly, wearing the power of dominating the world, and his eyes were full of the intention of looking down on the emperor in the world.

At that time, he was full of vigor and swearing to trample this prosperous city under his feet.

Qin Xuan saw this scene and he suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha..."

The laughter grew from small to big, and gradually became crazy.

Among the endless branches and flowers, the white-clothed girl had already been entangled by the branches and possessed by the flowers.

Suddenly, a wild laugh rose from Qin Xuan's mouth, and the road to immortality, like thunder, spread from the white clothes.

It fell on the branches and flowers that were entangled like a dragon, and the flowers and branches trembled gently.

Juntian looked at Qin Xuan with an indifferent expression, "How can you laugh wildly when you are about to lose?"

Qin Xuan raised his eyes and looked at Juntian. The chaotic fire of Tai Shi's rebellion was burning again on his body, burning marks on the branches and flowers at the transcendent level.

"Will lose!?"

"Who said that I, Qin Changqing, will lose!?"

Qin Xuan spoke, and his voice, like a huge bell, resounded through the heaven and earth and shook the world.

"Xian, he actually wants to resist!"

"This person has already surpassed us and is in the Supreme Realm of the coffin-sealed body. Xian, he will definitely die!"

"Is he looking for death?"

The contenders spoke, and they heard Qin Xuan's wild laughter, with surprise and disdain.

This Xian, who has not yet become an emperor, even if he is extremely against the sky, can kill the wild spirit that has not yet become a full-strength emperor, which is already the extreme.

They have heard of this kind of existence, and they have not heard of it.

But they have never heard of the existence of a person who has not yet become a transcendent and surpasses the coffin slave realm.

"You are so self-righteous."Juntian opened her mouth, and she waved her hand gently. In an instant, the branches and flowers rushed towards Qin Xuan.

However, the next moment, a stream of chaos flowed out from the sea of ​​flowers and branches.

Juntian's eyes changed.

At this moment, in the endless sea of ​​flowers and branches, he held the Endless Sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of unparalleled confidence and arrogance.

He seemed to be looking down on the competition, looking down on the beginning and the end.

Also at this moment, he seemed to have found himself, the Qin Changqing who once, in Jingshui City, exuded the dominance of the world and vowed to step on the prosperous city under his feet.

Qin Xuan held the Endless Sword in his hand, and he looked at the transcendent power that surpassed the wild spirit.

The gap still exists, and the leap is too big.

But So what?

After years, Qin Changqing, whether in terms of strength, vision, or strategy, is no longer comparable to the former Qing Emperor.

But he has also lost it.

He lost what he had not noticed, that is, the self-righteous, arrogant, fearless spirit of youth.

The spirit of the Qing Emperor who looked down on the world, was invincible, went against the will of heaven, and looked down on everything.

I don't know when, he swung the sword, and actually wanted to go against the years to see the result.

Qin Changqing used to be invincible when he swung the sword.

One sword cut the stars, and killed the sun and the moon.

One sword suppressed the emperor and the mountains, and frightened the past and the present.

One sword, settled the catastrophe, and buried the root!

In this case, how could he, Qin Changqing, lose! ?

"You said I was self-righteous? Just you, a mere coffin slave!? "

Qin Xuan laughed and spoke. He was in the branches of the sea of ​​flowers, and the Endless Sword slowly rose.

"No matter who you are, where you come from, what realm you are in, just ask..."

"I, Qin Changqing, have a sword. Can you block it? ? "

Boom!

The blazing flames were burning, the Taishi Rebellion, the Great Dao of Longevity, all the power, along with that wild laugh and a shout, had already been put into one sword.

Juntian looked at Qin Xuan's unparalleled self-confidence, and even felt a little puzzled.

She didn't understand why this fairy became so confident, confident that she was invincible, confident that she was undefeated, and confident that she could match her!?

Obviously, it was just an ant!

While she was puzzled, Qin Xuan had already stepped forward, walking forward in white clothes, invincible.

A sword fell, destroying flowers and breaking branches, a ray of sword light, as if it was going to cut into the endless transcendent river.

When Qin Xuan's figure appeared, half of the Endless Sword had entered Juntian's chest.

Cracks appeared on Juntian's body. She looked at the Endless Sword on her chest quietly, and then looked up at Qin Xuan, as if she was still confused.

"Nothing more! "Qin Xuan stood with his sword in hand, looking at Jun Tian as if he was looking down at him, his thin lips moved slightly, and he slowly uttered the remaining two words.

"Ant!"