Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"A mere Jindan, you don't know how to live or die!"

Tan Xuan's eyes were filled with rage. This guy was just a Jindan, but he dared to stop him.

In an instant, a stream of flying knives rushed into Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Thousands of flying feathers came out at the same time, and each flying feather was powerful enough to kill the Jindan Great Perfection, and fell on the sword light of the Eternal Sword.

Boom!

In just a moment, all the flying knives of the divine consciousness were annihilated, and there was no ripple in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, the sword light collided with the thousands of flying feathers, and a series of roars exploded.

Tan Xuan's face suddenly turned pale, and he was full of shock, "How is it possible!"

Before, Qin Xuan blocked a flying knife of divine consciousness, and he could still accept it. Maybe the other party had a magic weapon to protect the soul, but now, there are as many as thirty or forty flying knives of divine consciousness, and the other party is still as usual?

Not to mention the soul-protecting magic weapon of the Jindan realm, even if it is the Huashen realm, it will definitely not be as calm as this boy.

Countless flying feathers were shattered in the sword light, and Qin Xuan walked with the sword in his hand, with a faint green light flashing in his eyes.

"How can a frog in the well know the sky?"

His voice was indifferent, and suddenly, the Eternal Sword shook, and countless sword energy burst out from the Eternal Sword, turning into clouds and mist.

Thunder Cloud Sword Style!

The first style of the Tianyun Sect's core sword art!

Tan Xuan recognized it instantly, and his eyes suddenly shook. He once again sacrificed the Zhanhuang Flying Knife, and the silver-white knife was sharp and unmatched, and it slashed the clouds and mist.

Ding Ding Ding...

In just a moment, Tan Xuan's face changed, full of surprise.

The flying knife of Zhanhuang slashed into the mist, but it did not cut through the mist, but it seemed to cut into thousands of swords. Each wisp of mist was like a seventh-grade magic weapon. The terrifying recoil force made Tan Xuan change color.

This Thunder Cloud Sword Style is more than a hundred times more powerful than the one Changyun used before.

As Tan Xuan was shocked, the mist enveloped him.

Tan Xuan suddenly shouted, and the body-protecting true energy rose. The dazzling white body-protecting true energy was like a wall touching the mist.

Boom!

In just a moment, Tan Xuan's face turned even paler. The body-protecting true energy he was surrounded by seemed to be attacked by thousands of swords, shaking violently and shaky.

This scene made Tan Xuan's eyes extremely shocked.

"How is it possible! Could this guy be a great cultivator who has reached the state of transformation and is hiding his cultivation?"

Tan Xuan roared in his heart, and he suddenly condensed the seal in his hand, and countless white feathers suddenly appeared behind him.

Flying Feather Art!

Tan Xuan had already cultivated the seventh-grade peak spiritual art to perfection.

As countless flying feathers wrapped around him, when the body-protecting true essence was broken, countless flying feathers spun wildly and collided with the mist around him, as if the sound of thousands of swords clashing suddenly sounded in this cave.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Tan Xuan rushed out from the countless broken flying feathers, looking at Qin Xuan in horror.

At this moment, the mist seemed to be condensed to the extreme, and a ray of golden light came out of the mist.

In an instant, the golden thunder suddenly struck down on the many flying feathers that wrapped around Tan Xuan's body.

Boom!

In just a moment, countless flying feathers were blasted into nothingness, and a hole appeared in the feather wrapping, revealing the figure of Tan Xuan.

At the moment when the clouds dispersed, thunder appeared in front of Qin Xuan, there were hundreds of them, and each thunder was like cutting a mountain.

Under these hundreds of golden thunders, Qin Xuan's face was as calm as water, and he slowly uttered a word.

"Go!"

Swish, swish, swish...

At this moment, hundreds of golden thunders directly blasted towards Tan Xuan, and even Tan Xuan felt shocked and terrified at this moment.

He made a prompt decision and directly used all the power of the spirit transformation in his body to condense the flying feathers all over the sky and face the hundreds of golden thunders.

Not only that, Tan Xuan also sacrificed the flying knife that cut the wilderness, and a pill appeared in his hand and was put into his mouth to make up for the consumption.

Boom boom boom...

As if it was a crushing blow, the entire cave was shattered by the interweaving of flying feathers and golden thunder. Half of the mountain had almost collapsed. Suddenly, a silver-white flying knife dimmed and flew backwards. Tan Xuan's face turned red and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood on his face quickly faded.

Amid the roar, Tan Xuan barely managed to stabilize his figure and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Not only Tan Xuan, but Li He and Chang Yan also stared at Qin Xuan in amazement.

How could it be possible!

Looking at the gray-clothed and white-haired figure, they could clearly see Qin Xuan's cultivation level, a top-grade golden elixir.

The cultivation level of a top-grade golden elixir actually made Tan Xuan almost powerless to fight back?

"Am I drunk? Am I hallucinating?"

Chang Yan rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at where Qin Xuan was.

Li He was even more shocked and angry. Suddenly, he shouted, "Senior, I'm here to help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whisk in his hand was crisscrossed, like a net in the sky, covering Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at the three thousand white silks with indifferent eyes. He stepped on the ground and the Eternal Sword slashed out..

Boom!

A sword beam slashed into the big net. In just a moment, the countless white silks were almost cut off. At this moment, Li He seemed to understand why Tan Xuan was so embarrassed.

The backlash from the whisk seemed to break his mind, and Li He couldn't help but spurt blood, his face pale.

This Jindan cultivator... is too strong!

A Jindan actually made him, a great cultivator of the lower level of the spirit transformation, feel that he was difficult to fight.

Just as Li He was shocked, he suddenly saw the gray-clothed and white-haired Jindan cultivator slowly turned around and saw the pair of indifferent pupils.

"Don't know whether to live or die!"

Qin Xuan looked at Li He and slowly uttered four words.

Even the lower level of the spirit transformation that Chang Yun could still defeat dared to attack him?

Qin Xuan immediately stepped forward, and used his Golden Roc Body, with a speed that was almost as fast as the limit. Even though Li He had divine sense and could vaguely see Qin Xuan's figure, he could hardly react.

It was too fast. Even if he used all his strength, it was difficult to reach such a speed.

"Be careful!"

Tan Xuan shouted, with anxiety and fear in his eyes.

Before the shout fell, Qin Xuan's figure appeared behind Li He.

Puff!

The protective true essence was torn like thin paper, the huge head flew high, and blood rushed into the sky like a fountain.

Li He, a great cultivator of the lower grade of the Spiritual Transformation, died!

Chang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was no more drunkenness in her eyes.

"Monster, definitely a monster!"

She murmured in a lost voice, staring at Qin Xuan in amazement.

A top-grade golden elixir, but killing a lower-grade spiritual elixir is like killing a chicken. Even in the Tianyun Sect, no, in the entire Northern Wilderness, which golden elixir can do this?

At this moment, a trace of panic finally appeared on Tan Xuan's face.

He roared in shock and anger: "Who are you?"

Tan Xuan's heart trembled, Jindan upper grade? If he believed it at this moment, he would be a fool. The person who could kill Li Heru and slaughter chickens, who was even difficult for him to fight, could be a Jindan upper grade cultivator?

Even a great cultivator of the upper grade of the spirit transformation, had never made Tan Xuan feel such fear and pressure.

Qin Xuan turned around, glanced at Tan Xuan lightly, and stood with a sword in his hand, his gray hair fluttering in the ruins and rocks.

"Disciple of Tianyun Sect Nifeng!"

"Name Changqing!"