Rebirth of the Urban Madman

A figure almost fled from the smoke and dust in a panic. Suddenly, there seemed to be a strong wind in the smoke and dust.

Boom!

The strong wind was stirring, and in just a moment, it swept away the smoke and dust.

Teng He and Liu Bai looked at Qin Xuan in horror from a distance. At this moment, they were no longer arrogant as before. Their faces were pale and their chests were stained with blood.

They looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief. Both of them were great cultivators of the middle level of the Spiritualization Realm. Now they were severely injured to such an extent by a cultivator of just over a hundred years old, who was just a child in their eyes.

In the distance, Xu Ze and Xu Xun were even more stunned.

"My God, Senior Qin, this... this..."

Xu Ze's old face trembled, as if he had seen a real immortal god.

In the past in the Chiyan Sect, because they were far away, they only watched the stirring roar from afar, and it was far from being as shocking as seeing it with their own eyes.

The two great masters of the Spiritualization Realm were so weak in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan stepped on the eighth-grade Qinghe chariot on the ground, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he looked at the two great masters of the Spiritualization Realm.

"You..."

Liu Bai's face was shocked, and he was extremely alert.

Qin Xuan's eyes swept across the Qinghe chariot he had ridden before, and the four chasing cloud horses had already died on this wasteland. Even a Jindan cultivator could not resist the waves of the battle, let alone this chasing cloud horse that barely entered the ninth grade.

Slowly retracting his gaze, he finally spoke.

"I give you two choices. One, hand over the storage magic weapon and pull this eighth-grade Qinghe chariot, and you can live!"

"Two, those who don't know reverence will die!"

As these words came out, Liu Bai and Teng He were stunned for a moment.

Hand over the storage magic weapon and let these two great masters of the Spiritualization Realm pull the chariot like the mount monster?

In an instant, the two men's minds were shaken, and they were furious.

How humiliating it is to be pulled by a person?

How dare this guy humiliate them like this?

Xu Ze and Xu Xun on the side were even more stunned. Qin Xuan's faint words lingered in their ears, and their hearts were filled with turbulent waves.

Domineering, arrogant!

They were two great masters of the Divine Transformation!

"You little boy, don't think you can bully others just because you have a little strength!" Liu Bai shouted angrily.

Qin Xuan looked at Liu Bai, and when Liu Bai spoke, Qin Xuan stepped on his feet.

Golden Peng body!

Stepping on the green light, it was as fast as a flash.

"Be careful!"

Teng He was full of shock. In his consciousness, he saw a shadow suddenly rushing towards Liu Bai.

Liu Bai was even more shocked and angry, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"You want to kill me? Even if you have some strength, it's just wishful thinking to want to kill me!" Liu Bai roared, and in an instant, the consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to turn into a vast glacier, surging into Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Even if he was a cultivator in the Transformation Realm, he had to be solemn when facing a battle of consciousness.

Liu Bai's move was naturally to delay, and at the same time, Liu Bai's feet seemed to be rising like a green river, and he was about to flee in the air.

Green River Step!

A vast green river rose and passed through the sky.

Suddenly, a sound of blood spurting resounded from the sky.

The blood fell into the loess, and Liu Bai, who was escaping in the air with the Green River Step, was even more horrified, and his face was extremely pale.

From the moment his consciousness entered the other party's mind, it completely disappeared and cut off contact with him.

How is it possible!

Even a cultivator of the upper level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm could not ignore his Binghe Divine Sense.

But before Liu Bai’s shock subsided, he suddenly turned his head, as if his soul was gone.

A figure appeared behind him with ease, and his calm eyes looked at him as if he were an ant.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan had already made a move, and there was a thin layer of blood light on his fist, and he blasted out.

Boom!

"You dare!" Liu Bai shouted in horror. He had seen Qin Xuan's strength. Even the Qinghe Ridge plus his body protection essence could not stop him, not to mention that he had lost the Qinghe Ridge now! ?

Suddenly, from a distance, a rainbow light flew out.

His seventh-grade flying sword magic weapon finally turned back, and the light dimmed.

Liu Bai instantly stirred up the power of the Spiritual Transformation in his body and hit the seventh-grade flying sword.

Boom!

The sword light suddenly increased, and the sword tip suddenly slashed on Qin Xuan's fist.

The sword tip kept emitting cold light, interweaving with the blood light on Qin Xuan's fist, and then, Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"A mere seventh-grade magic weapon also wants to stop me?"

Qin Xuan looked at the seventh-grade flying sword indifferently, and there were wisps of blood on his arm, and endless essence rolled out.

Boom!

Accompanied by a sword sound, the seventh-grade flying sword suddenly seemed to be hit hard, the spiritual light dimmed, and no longer spiritual.

Liu Bai, who took this opportunity to fly away, couldn't help but spit out blood again, his face full of panic, and fled in embarrassment.

Qin Xuan stepped on the ground, and the sky seemed to be shaking under this step.trembling.

The Golden Peng reappeared, and in an instant, it caught up with the desperate figure of Liu Bai.

This time, Liu Bai was completely terrified, as if he had fallen into hell.

He felt the faint murderous intent behind him, and with a calm look in his eyes, he shouted angrily: "Do you know who I am? I am the elder of Qinghe Sect. If you kill me, Qinghe Sect will definitely fight you to the death!"

He mentioned Qinghe Sect, hoping to make Qin Xuan waver.

Immediately, Qin Xuan had already landed a punch.

With a punch, as if a divine mountain fell, Liu Bai's body-protecting true essence was suddenly shattered into powder, and then Qin Xuan bombarded Liu Bai's body.

It was as if a punch hit a big rock, the terrifying power almost destroyed everything at this moment, and the tendons, meridians, and flesh in Liu He's body were almost all turned into powder under this punch.

As his clothes tore, blood mist filled the air.

Qin Xuan's figure slowly stopped, and he took Liu Bai's storage magic weapon into his palm, as well as the seventh-grade flying sword.

Then, he turned and looked at Teng He who was thousands of meters away.

In fact, the pursuit lasted only a dozen breaths.

Even before Teng He could react, Liu Bai had been blasted into a bloody mist by Qin Xuan, and his body was torn into pieces.

This scene made Teng He stunned.

Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Teng He did not dare to move at all.

As a middle-grade spirit transformation, even Liu Bai could not escape even if he used the Qinghe Step, let alone him?

Teng He's body was covered with cold sweat like a waterfall, and there were large wet marks on his Qinghe Sect clothes. His body was trembling faintly.

Qin Xuan returned from the sky, and he glanced at Teng He indifferently.

"It's your turn, you..."

"How to choose?"

Qin Xuan's words were calm, as if to kill Liu Bai, it was like crushing an ant to him.

Until now, Teng He finally understood what kind of terrifying existence they had provoked. He was able to crush two mid-level spirit transformation cultivators at the age of over a hundred, and even treated Qinghe Sect as nothing.

Teng He's body was shaking, his throat was rolling, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, but in Teng He's eyes, he was like the sky, holding his life and death.

Life, death! ?

Just when Qin Xuan was about to lose patience, Teng He finally spoke.

"Junior, Teng He, I am willing... willing..."

"I am willing to pull the chariot for you, senior!"

The voice trembled and rose from this world.

Then, from this world, a mid-level spirit transformation cultivator, wearing reins, pulled an eighth-level Qinghe chariot.

Carrying three people,

Flying across the sky!