Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On Mount Tai, the heroes were terrified. They looked at the palm force that was like a river and the poison that could almost corrode everything.

None of them could resist this palm.

"This is Wang Xian'er, Senior Wang!"

"The horror of this palm is beyond what I have ever seen in my life!"

"The palm force is like a river, corrupting everything. It is worthy of being the leader among the earthly immortals, and worthy of the name of Wang Xian'er!"

Amid the amazement and horror of the crowd, the pair of black hands were already approaching.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and his body protection was broken, as if he didn't care at all. When the Yuandu Palm was approaching, he had already raised his hands.

A pair of hands with jade color and flashing thunder bones were strange and struck out.

Boom!

With a roar, the four palms shook each other, and the air waves stretched for hundreds of meters. There was also purple thunder and majestic black air, which completely enveloped the two figures.

Whoosh!

A figure withdrew from the black air, and Wang Xian'er's eyes were focused, looking at Qin Xuan who was bathed in purple lightning.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's palms seemed to have thousands of thunders, lingering around, like the Thunder God of the world.

Those strange palms were not damaged at all under his Yuan Du Palm!

How is it possible!

Wang Xian'er was shocked. His palms had refined thousands of poisons, and even armor could be easily corroded, let alone human hands? He focused his eyes on Qin Xuan's rather strange purple thunder palms, and his heart was shocked.

This Qing Emperor actually has such a background, and has magical powers that can rival the Yuan Du Palm?

Wang Xian'er was shocked. He inherited it from ancient times, and it was a special vein of Shennong. Looking at the world, how rare are those who can rival him? Even Lu Huichun did not dare to say that he could beat him.

He had condensed the Yuan Du Palm for hundreds of years, but now it was blocked by this eighteen-year-old young man, a Qing Emperor?

But soon, Wang Xian'er came back to her senses, and stepped out suddenly with her mind focused.

He was like a mad tiger, and his palms blasted out with the force of swallowing mountains and rivers. The surrounding black air was like clouds, pressing towards Qin Xuan. Such a strange sight made the thousands of eyes watching extremely horrified.

Mo Qinglian's eyes were even more worried. Even though they were far apart, she could still feel the horror of Wang Xian'er. Among the many powerful enemies Qin Xuan faced, Wang Xian'er should be ranked first!

The Yuandu Palm had turned into countless afterimages. In an instant, the palm shadows were like a torrential rain, pouring out from the black clouds.

Qin Xuan looked indifferent, looking at Wang Xian'er.

This Wang Xian'er is already comparable to a real Jindan realm cultivator. Not only that, she even has the potential to advance to the middle level of Jindan. Looking at this star, it is rare for someone to cultivate to such a level.

Unfortunately...

Qin Xuan controlled thousands of purple thunders and blasted them out. The purple thunders were like wild snakes, and the purple light illuminated the night.

Endless thunders condensed and suddenly turned into a pair of huge palm prints.

Around the palm prints, the terrifying purple thunders were jumping wildly, carrying a destructive breath, and met the rain-like palm shadows.

Boom!

In an instant, the palm prints shattered, and a pair of huge purple thunder palm prints broke through the black clouds. Wang Xian'er's pupils shrank suddenly, and her figure suddenly retreated.

Until he retreated, there was also doubt in his eyes, but he never said a word, but the ink color between his palms faded away.

The palm prints broke through the black clouds and dissipated, and Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm face.

"No matter how hard you work for hundreds of years and how you are my enemy, hundreds of years of cultivation will eventually turn into ashes."

The words sounded slowly, lingering around, Wang Xian'er's face was slightly gloomy, and the heroes were shocked.

What a Green Emperor, he is still so arrogant now, could it be that he thinks he will definitely win against Wang Xian'er?

They have only fought for a few moves, how can we see the result?

"This Green Emperor is really arrogant!" Some people can't stand it, but they dare not speak out, they can only think silently in their hearts.

Wang Xian'er looked at Qin Xuan with a gloomy face, "He is worthy of being the Green Emperor, but it's a pity that he is so arrogant before the victory is determined, isn't it too early?"

While speaking, a little light suddenly bloomed from his waist, and then, this little light actually floated up, and suddenly a bright light appeared in front of him.

Immediately, a large tripod that was half a person's height suddenly appeared on Mount Tai.

The body of the tripod was green, with exotic flowers and plants on it, densely covering the surroundings of the big tripod. The three legs under the tripod looked like a sacred tree. When this tripod appeared, the air seemed unable to bear the weight of the three-legged tripod. If the mountain pressed down, the air waves were like continuous sea waves, sweeping thousands of meters.

"What is this...?" Some of the heroes were shocked, and some were confused.

This was like a magic weapon among the gods, and its size could change at will. Wang Xian'er actually had this thing?

Su Qiao'er, who was standing on a mountain, had a sharp gaze at this moment, and the stars in her eyes were slightly stagnant, "Shenmu Xuanding!"

She was also shocked in her heart. Shenmu Xuanding, this is a treasure, ten times stronger than Shennong's Bailing Seal., this cauldron can refine elixirs, poisons, and even suppress people, not to mention...

Su Qiaoer looked at the dark green breath that continued to overflow from the Shenmu Xuanding, and her pupils shrank slightly. After Wang Xianer refined poisons for hundreds of years, this cauldron has long been a very poisonous thing. Even earth immortals like Ning Ziyang dare not touch it or shake its power in front of this Shenmu Xuanding.

Qin Xuan looked at this cauldron and was also slightly surprised.

This is an eighth-grade magic weapon, and it is still intact. A Jindan cultivator can exert its full power when using it.

The Shenmu Xuanding floated in the air, and the poisonous power overflowed. With a cauldron in front, it was like a mountain across the sky.

Wang Xianer's face showed a trace of pride. He pinched the seal with his hand, and suddenly, the big cauldron had moved and rushed straight to Qin Xuan.

The big cauldron moved, like a mountain across the sky, and the dark green poisonous power spread all around, like a poisonous snake and a poisonous dragon, rushing towards Qin Xuan.

This poison is comparable to the poison of the Yuan Du Palm, which can corrode the power of Changqing. Now there is an endless poison in this cauldron, which can kill earth immortals as if nothing happened.

Qin Xuan looked at the Shenmu Xuan Ding, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

Then, a small seal in his palm began to twist. The small seal rotated and became more real. In just a few breaths, the Xuantian Seal had been completely condensed. Immediately, Qin Xuan threw it lightly.

Boom!

The big seal was across the sky, like a mountain, facing the Shenmu Xuan Ding.

The seal and the cauldron shook, like two mountains colliding, making endless roars, deafening.

The surrounding heroes were even more pale with shock. Looking at the messy mountaintop that had already collapsed and corroded into ash, their hearts were already shocked to the extreme.

Even the battle between earth immortals could hardly have such a momentum! These two people, one of them might be able to defeat ten armies!

The Xuantian Seal did not move, but Qin Xuan's brows were slightly furrowed. He looked at the Xuantian Seal that had begun to be eroded by the Shenmu Xuanding, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Then, a little light lit up on his waist, and suddenly, the Eternal Sword was suspended in the air quietly.

"What!"

Everyone was shocked, and Wang Xian'er was even more shocked.

Another treasure that can change size at will. This Qing Emperor actually has such an amazing foundation?

Wang Xian'er looked at the Eternal Sword in shock. He felt that the flying sword might not be inferior to the Shenmu Xuanding.

While he was shocked, Qin Xuan had already lightly touched it. In an instant, the sword turned into a long rainbow, tearing through the night, breaking through the moonlight, and fell on the Shenmu Xuanding.

"Break!"

Another word sounded slowly, spreading on the top of Mount Tai.