Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The whole cave suddenly became quiet.

Changyun's face was pale, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, he turned his head and looked at Changyan in disbelief.

How is it possible!

This drunkard from Nifeng could actually cut off the arm of Huashen?

Not only Changyun, but also the group of Jindan disciples were stunned.

Many people were shocked, and they remembered the sarcasm they had once made towards Changyan. Under this sword, all the sarcasm turned into nothingness.

Even Tan Xuan couldn't help but look at Changyan with a concentrated gaze.

"It's worthy of being the Tianyun Sect, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, the alcohol refines the soul, and the broken sword absorbs the edge!" Tan Xuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the murderous intent in his chest became stronger.

Li He even covered his broken arm with a hideous face, "How dare you cut off my arm? You're looking for death!"

He never thought that a mere Jindan cultivator, holding a broken sword, could actually cut off his body's true essence.

Changyan's eyes were hazy with drunkenness. He held up the two-foot-long broken sword and raised his head to hold the wine gourd. As the fragrant fruit wine filled his throat, his throat rolled.

Suddenly, Changyan swung the wine gourd and hung it on his back. He laughed drunkenly: "I don't care if you fight, but this junior brother behind me is a new disciple. If he really dies here, I will have a hard time explaining to my master when I go back."

"So..."

Changyan grinned, as if laughing, revealing his white jade-like pearly teeth, and burped.

"How about you die?"

There seemed to be a sword intent rising from the broken sword in Changyan's hand. When the sword came out, it was like the lingering affection, like the rolling red dust. In Li He's eyes, the scene of the past in the red dust before entering the cultivation appeared.

Suddenly, Li He's consciousness was shaken, and he woke up from this illusion. He was full of horror and said in a lost voice: "Dacheng sword intent?"

Just a sword, in the Jindan realm, it could affect his state of mind.

At this moment, he felt a sharp edge pressing on his face, and the broken sword was reflected in his pupils.

In Li He's horrified eyes, the broken sword suddenly fell on his body's protective essence. In just a moment, the body's protective essence of the Transformation Realm was broken.

Boom!

Li He was almost dead, and the power of the Transformation Realm in his body was like a river and glacier, sweeping out, but under this sword, it was all cut off, and the broken sword pointed directly at Li He's throat.

"How dare you!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded, and the pressure of the spiritual consciousness was like a flying knife, slashing directly at Changyan's sea of ​​consciousness, and there were seven spiritual spells that turned into white feathers, hitting the broken sword.

Dangdangdangdang...

Seven crisp sounds suddenly rang out in this cave, and Tan Xuan condensed the seal in his hand and stared at the broken sword with a slight gaze.

Puff!

Changyan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She used the smell of wine to refine her soul, but after all, she was not a great cultivator of the transformation of spirits. The smell of wine was cut through her sea of ​​consciousness, almost hurting her soul.

The broken sword could not help but tilt, missing the opportunity to kill Li He.

Changyan paused, but Li He quickly retreated as if he had seen an evil ghost. A faint blood line was oozing blood from his throat.

Only a few inches away, his head was directly cut off.

Li He looked at Changyan with fear. If Changyan had not held the broken sword, his body would have been separated at that moment.

Changyan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and endured the severe pain in her sea of ​​consciousness. She turned her head with a bitter smile, "Junior brother, why don't you leave?"

While Changyan was smiling bitterly, Li He had already reacted and looked at Changyan in shock and anger. Immediately, he had already condensed the seal formula, and three red gold flying swords flew out of his hand, forming a sword formation and covering the injured Changyan.

Qin Xuan looked at Changyan, and finally, he sighed.

Suddenly, he took a step forward and appeared in front of Changyan. His palm was like jade, condensing purple thunder and slapping it suddenly.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a purple thunder palm print as high as a person suddenly collided with the sword formation, annihilating it into nothingness.

The lightning dissipated, and Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking at Tan Xuan and Li He indifferently.

Qin Xuan bent his fingers, took out a bottle of healing pills, and flew towards Changyan.

He didn't intend to participate in it. Changyun and others were greedy and self-destructive, and they were disrespectful to him. Why should he save them?

Unfortunately, Qin Xuan's eyes swept over the injured Changyan. If Changyan had the strength, he should be able to escape, but Changyan did not hesitate to raise the sword to cut a way out for him. How could he, Qin Changqing, ignore this feeling?

"Well, I'll kill these two and save these idiots!"

In silence, Qin Xuan spoke lightly, as if the two in front of him were not two great masters of the Divine Transformation, but grass.

After the words fell, many Tianyun Sect disciples were stunned and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

"What did he say? Kill these two!?"

"Is this guy crazy? He dared to provoke two great masters of the Divine Transformation!"

A group of disciples were shocked and angry, and some quietly looked at the passage cut out above, preparing to accumulate strength to escape from here.

Changyun looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief. This guy, is he crazy? ThisBut a great cultivator of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he was just a Jindan, how dare he be so bold and speak so arrogantly.

Tan Xuan looked cold and cold, with a trace of anger in his pupils as he looked at Qin Xuan.

"As expected of the Tianyun Sect, a Jindan disciple wanted to kill a great cultivator of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, which was enough to shock me!"

"I never thought that there would be such an arrogant person like you in the Tianyun Sect, which was beyond my expectation."

As soon as the voice fell, Tan Xuan had already condensed his consciousness like a knife and slashed towards Qin Xuan.

"I want to see how you, this arrogant and ignorant kid, can save him!"

"Today, who among those present can leave alive!"

Li He was even more furious, with resentment in his eyes, and he shouted and refined the whisk in his hand, and three thousand white silks were like spirit snakes, rushing towards Qin Xuan and Changyan.

"What the senior said is correct. Today, no one can leave!"

"Junior brother!?"

Chang Yan turned his head, and a hint of disbelief flashed across his drunken eyes.

Qin Xuan smiled coldly. In the eyes of the Jindan disciples, a light suddenly lit up on his waist, and the three-foot Eternal Sword fell into his hand.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan stepped forward, and the flying knife of his spiritual consciousness entered his sea of ​​consciousness and annihilated into nothingness.

The sword light was as cold as ice, and it swept out suddenly.

Where the Eternal Sword passed, the three thousand white silks of the whisk were cut into countless pieces in an instant.

"What?"

Tan Xuan's eyes were shocked, and he looked at Qin Xuan, whose face had not changed at all, and his mind was shocked.

His spiritual consciousness attack of the middle level of the spirit transformation was easily blocked, and he didn't even know what happened in the other party's sea of ​​consciousness. Once he entered the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual consciousness flying knife had already lost contact with him.

Li He was even more shocked and angry. He looked at the whisk in his hand. There was a tiny sword mark on the three thousand white silks of this seventh-grade magic weapon, which almost cut it off, destroying the seventh-grade magic weapon in his hand.

Qin Xuan stood with a sword in his hand and said lightly: "Senior sister, you are wrong. Although I have just entered the Tianyun Sect and worshipped Master."

Qin Xuan paused slightly, and his eyes swept across Tan Xuan and Li He.

"But these two people can't defeat me!"

He stood with a sword in his hand, looked at the shocked Tianyun Sect Jindan disciples lightly, and said coldly.

"Why don't you get out of here?"

After the voice fell, Changyun took the lead and rushed to the cave above with an extremely incredible look.

Then, the Jindan also reacted immediately and flew into the air.

"Looking for death!"

Tan Xuan was even more furious. If Changyun and others left, he would suffer the revenge of the Tianyun Sect. Not to mention him, even Yueming Country would find it difficult to bear.

Just as Tan Xuan was refining his magic formula and spiritual consciousness, and hundreds of white flying feathers suddenly condensed behind him, a figure stepped out.

Qin Xuan stepped on Qingze and appeared in front of Tan Xuan in an instant.

He faced thirty or forty spiritual flying knives and hundreds of flying feathers as if they were nothing.

"As my senior sister said, what about a Divine Transformation cultivator?"

"Just kill him!"

As the voice fell, the Eternal Sword came out.