Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Sword of Heart-Searching!

These three words, like three sacred mountains, struck everyone's heart.

Feng Xuan's old eyes flashed with a faint cold light, which was like ice. Liu Han felt as if he was falling into the abyss. This oppression made Liu Han tremble in his heart.

Feng Xuan had never heard Qin Xuan's arrogant words and accepted the punishment of the elders in the Xingfeng Peak, but he had never been like this before. However, only the three words of Sword of Heart-Searching made the old man really angry.

Li Xuandao's eyes were even more like ice, "Liu Han, you are too presumptuous!"

His voice was like ice, which shocked Liu Han to his knees and slid back several meters, and his Tianyun clothes were worn out.

A group of Daojuns looked at each other and fell into silence.

Some people looked at Liu Han, and some people looked at Qin Xuan.

"Master, elders, I am from the Tianyun Sect! Although the Heart-Searching Sword is harsh, if Changqing has nothing to hide, he will never object!" He turned his head and stared at Qin Xuan with a pair of eyes, full of hatred. Even though he was facing the wrath of Li Xuandao and Feng Xuan, the corners of his mouth were raised and he was smiling.

Li Xuandao was about to shout, but just as he opened his mouth, a leisurely voice interrupted him.

"The Heart-Searching Sword?"

"Okay!"

Qin Xuan nodded, "Then let's use the Heart-Searching Sword!"

His eyes were calm. The Heart-Searching Sword, also known as the Tianyun Heart-Slaying Sword, is one of the secret techniques of the Tianyun Sect.

Who in the world is selfless? Under the Heart-Searching Sword, if there is even a little selfishness, the Heart-Searching Sword will shatter your mind, and even cause your Dao heart to collapse, and your lifelong cultivation will be destroyed.

When Liu Han heard Qin Xuan's answer, his eyes shone even brighter.

"Changqing, you are looking for death. Unless you are a saint with no distractions, you will be turned into a cripple under the sword of the heart!"

Many Daojuns were even more shocked and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

"Is this guy crazy? Doesn't he know how scary the sword of the heart is?"

"Even we dare not say that we have a clear conscience. Who doesn't want to obtain the spiritual secrets of the Tianyun Sect, magic weapons and elixirs, and become immortals by asking for the way? These are all selfish. If you have such selfishness, your heart of Tao will collapse if you are cut by the sword of the heart."

"This guy is simply a madman. Whether he is arrogant or arrogant, I have never seen such a person in my life. I can't see through him, I can't see through him!"

One Daojun after another murmured. The life span of Daojun exceeded ten thousand years. They were all people who had experienced a long time and had seen too many scenes, people, things, and objects, but they had never been so shocked as now.

He was just a Divine Transformation cultivator, but they were shocked.

Li Xuandao's eyes were full of brilliance, "Changqing, don't mess around, do you know what the Heart-Searching Sword is?"

"If it's not a saint, then even I can't guarantee that I will be safe in the Heart-Searching Sword."

Feng Xuan also spoke slowly, "Little guy, Tianyun Sect has only used the Heart-Searching Sword twice in a million years, once at the Dao Lord, and once at the Great Power. Under the Heart-Searching Sword, both of them had their Dao hearts shattered, and their cultivation was reduced to nothingness."

"You, you have to think about it!"

The two looked at Qin Xuan, at that calm face, trying to see a trace of retreat, a trace of difference.

In the end, the two and even the Dao Lord present were disappointed.

Qin Xuan stood quietly and smiled faintly: "It's just the sword of questioning the heart, why should I be afraid of it?"

"But if you ask me whether I have any intention to join Tianyun Sect, then I will present my heart for you to see!"

Qin Xuan's words were calm, but they made all the Taoist masters present tremble in their hearts.

Present a heart for you to see!

Even Li Xuandao and Feng Xuan were shocked at this moment, looking at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Qin Xuan spoke loudly, "In the past, when the Cold Wind Sect was destroyed, I was like a stray dog, hunted by the Red Flame Sect disciples, and I was hiding in an endless hell."

"Master Yun Ni, come from the sky, if you open the way for me, I can see the light in the darkness!"

"If there is no master, I would have perished long ago, and there would be no Tianyun Sect today."

Qin Xuan said indifferently: "I became a disciple of Tianyun Sect, just to become a disciple, nothing else!"

"As I said, in today's Tianyun Sect, I really..."

"I don't like it!"

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, he stretched out his hand to invite, "Master, why hesitate, just a sword to examine your conscience, I have no guilt in my heart, nothing wrong, what do I have to fear?"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Xuandao had not spoken yet, but a more solemn voice sounded in the hall.

"Haha, the little guy is really amazing. You are worthy of being able to kill more than 200 gods of Huanyun Sect and Ling Yi by yourself. Even the projection of Huanyuan was destroyed by you!" An old man appeared out of thin air and appeared above the crowd.

"Uncle Master!"

"Brother Fengmo!"

Li Xuandao and Feng Xuan were slightly surprised, and looked up at the five-foot old man with astonishment.

Fengmo stood in the air in the hall with his hands behind his back. He looked at Qin Xuan, and his eyesThere was only desolation, no emotion could be seen.

The Dao Lords present at this moment hurriedly stood up and saluted, "Greetings to the Grandmaster!"

Liu Han trembled even more, his face full of fear, because he knew who the inconspicuous old man in the air was.

The only... Mahayana Supreme in Tianyun Sect!

Perhaps the only one with a normal face was Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan slightly raised his head and looked at Feng Mo, "Disciple, meet the Grandmaster!"

Feng Mo put his hands behind his back, not caring about the others, but said: "Daoyun, Feng Xuan, let me use this sword of questioning the heart. I have a better grasp of it. Even if this boy is injured, I can stop in time!"

He slowly landed in front of Qin Xuan.

Facing the eight-foot Qin Xuan, the five-foot Feng Mo seemed even smaller, but in the eyes of everyone present, this old man has supported Tianyun Sect for tens of thousands of years. Without this old man, Tianyun Sect would have been destroyed long ago.

"Uncle Master! This..." Li Xuandao hesitated slightly, and his face was full of bitterness.

Feng Mo looked up at Qin Xuan, "Boy, be prepared. I'm just saying that. If you can't stop, if you really have something in your mind, don't blame me!"

Qin Xuan laughed dumbly and said, "Master, please do as you please!"

He stepped back half a step and asked Feng Mo to make his move.

Feng Mo's palm condensed, and a small light silver sword appeared in his palm. There was no sound or momentum, no waves. It was just this three-inch silver sword, which was covered with layers of restrictions.

After condensing for a moment, Feng Mo looked at Qin Xuan. He flipped his palm, and the sword disappeared. Behind Qin Xuan, a three-inch sword suddenly appeared.

Even Qin Xuan's pupils couldn't help but slacken at this moment, and his body leaned back.

"Changqing!"

"Senior Brother!"

Li Xuandao and Feng Xuan were pale at this moment, and couldn't help shouting.

Only Feng Mo, slightly condensed, but indifferent.

The Sword of the Heart is like spilled water, how can it be collected?

Liu Han's eyes were filled with the joy of revenge, and his body was even slightly excited. He hated it too much. A Divine Transformation cultivator had humiliated him one after another and even forced him to this point.

He looked at Qin Xuan, who was about to fall backwards, and the light in his eyes became brighter.

At this moment, Liu Han's face suddenly froze.

Qin Xuan took a half step back, supported his body that was about to fall, exerted force under his feet, and stood up abruptly.

His hair was as white as snow, his white clothes were the same, and he stood like a pine tree.

"Is this the Sword of the Heart?"

Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a faint smile, feeling the dull eyes, his voice was like the wind.

"Nothing more!"