Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Liu Han's expression became serious. Although he was confident in his own strength, he did not dare to underestimate Qin Xuan.

In the secret realm, more than 200 people from Huanyun Sect died. The deaths of Wu Xuan and Lu Qian were a lesson for him. Liu Han did not want to lose his reputation in these three swords.

"Okay!" Liu Han stared. There was a protective true energy flowing on his body, which was as thick as a finger and as solid as a substance.

Not only that, a golden bead as big as a baby's fist appeared in Liu Han's hand.

"Huangjiazhu?"

Many Fanxu Daojuns stared at each other, and some of them snorted coldly.

The sixth-grade magic weapon, Huangjiazhu, was cast with the true bones of many sixth-grade wild beasts. It can be transformed into defense, which is one point stronger than the defense of ordinary sixth-grade magic weapons.

"This guy, Changqing is only a spirit, but he even used a sixth-grade magic weapon!"

"He is really shameless. Could it be that all the thousands of years of cultivation have been cultivated to his face?"

"It seems that this guy is also somewhat self-aware and dare not relax at all!"

Among the group of Daojuns, some people were ashamed, while others praised him.

"Changqing has found a big trouble for himself!" Li Xuandao shook his head and sighed. Before, Qin Xuan killed the Daojun because of the fourth-grade treasure Tianxiao Pavilion. Now, he looked at the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand, which was only a seventh-grade magic weapon. It was unlikely that he could break the wasteland armor bead.

A smile appeared on Liuhan's lips, and there was even more smile in his eyes.

"The little guy is a little arrogant. If there is a life-and-death battle, Liuhan may not win, but with just three swords, it is unlikely that even a true monarch wants to defeat Liuhan!" Feng Xuan commented and shook his head slightly.

Feng Mo hunched his body, his eyes glowed with strange light, staring at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at the Huangjiazhu and Liuhan, smiled faintly, as if ignoring them.

He did not say anything, the Eternal Sword in his hand shook, and then Qin Xuan slashed out with a sword.

The sword was drawn slowly, as if dancing with a sword, and it slashed into the air with this sword.

Boom!

From the Eternal Sword, there seemed to be endless sword energy bursting out, and these sword energy were like clouds and mist. Qin Xuan seemed to have a kind of continuous but ever-changing sword intent, which did not shock the world or move the crowd. It was as if the sword intent lingering around Qin Xuan was like the clouds in the sky, which were a million feet high but drifted with the wind, without power or momentum.

"This is..."

"Cloud intent? Sky Cloud Sword Intention, that's not right..."

But as this sword intent emerged, Li Xuandao's face changed, Feng Xuan's old body shook, and his face was shocked.

A ray of brilliance flashed across Fengmo's eyes, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

I saw the thousands of sword qi turn into white clouds, slowly floating in the Liuhan.

"Sword intent?"

Liuhan's eyes were shocked. Qin Xuan had already realized the sword intent during the entrance examination, and he had already known it.

"Brother Changqing, you want to defeat me with sword intent, it's a bit wishful thinking!"

Liuhan shouted loudly, and a seventh-grade flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and his eyes were shocked.

I saw the sword chanting on his flying sword soaring into the sky, like shaking the world, and there was a sword intent, like splitting mountains and splitting mountains, giving people a feeling of being invincible.

"Kaiyun sword intent!"

"This boy is in the realm of Zhenjun, and he has actually cultivated the Kaiyun sword style to perfection, and even comprehended the sword intent?"

Youdaojun exclaimed, his eyes were shocked. As far as they knew, Liuhan was not a person who specialized in swordsmanship.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it cut into the vast clouds in an instant. The sword energy instantly penetrated the vast white clouds.

Liu Han was stunned. This was too easy, like cutting nothing.

At this moment, the vast white clouds had already enveloped him.

Liu Han stepped on his feet and retreated backwards. What shocked Liu Han was that he retreated, and the clouds advanced. After he retreated, he not only did not escape the white clouds, but was completely enveloped by the white clouds.

In the vast white clouds, there were white clouds turning into swords. In an instant, thousands of cloud swords emerged, arrived in an instant, and fell on Liu Han.

Boom boom boom boom...

The body-protecting true essence trembled, and cracks appeared one after another. There were cloud swords that broke the body-protecting true essence and were trapped in the cracks.

Liu Han looked at the sword edge that was so close, and his heart was horrified.

He immediately stopped hesitating, and the magic power in his body surged out and poured into the wild armor bead.

Boom!

Scales appeared in a circle. Hundreds of circular scales appeared around Liu Han. The cloud swords fell into them, but the scales did not move at all.

But Liu Han did not show any joy on his face. He stepped on the ground, holding the seventh-grade flying sword, and slashed out.

"Break it for me!"

A roar sounded, and the clouds in front of Liu Han were directly cut open, but before he could react, the cut passage was covered by white clouds. Not only that, countless cloud swords condensed in the white clouds and bombarded again.

"How is it possible!"

Liu Han's face was pale, and the long sword in his hand cut through the cloud sword again and again, but every time he swung the sword,But it was as if he was slashing into nothingness. That feeling made Liu Han extremely uncomfortable. The cloud sword fell on the wild armor bead, which consumed his mana rapidly. The terrifying power was no less than the full-strength attack of a spirit-transforming cultivator.

In just a moment, Liu Han actually found that his mana was almost exhausted.

As the mana was exhausted, the light of the wild armor bead became even dimmer. Suddenly, a cloud sword fell on the scale armor shield and broke it into pieces. Liu Han stepped hard and reacted, but even so, there were blood marks on his face.

"Break it for me!"

Liu Han was furious and even a little crazy. He kept slashing the white clouds in front of him, but the white clouds did not hinder him at all. After he slashed, it immediately returned to its original state, as if it was endless.

This feeling made Liu Han even more hysterical, like a trapped beast.

Until the mana in his body was finally exhausted, the wild armor bead in his hand could no longer support it, and there were hundreds of cloud swords around him, Liu Han looked at the magic sword composed of sword energy, and finally a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

"I give up!" He roared, and he was unwilling.

With his Yuanying Zhenjun, whose cultivation was at the peak of Huashen, he was actually unable to resist Changqing's sword.

Just as he roared these three words, hundreds of swords in the cloud fell down.

Liu Han's pupils shrank suddenly, and he roared: "Senior Brother Changqing, I give up!"

"I give up!"

Puff puff puff...

The cloud sword penetrated his body, and thousands of scars seemed to be gushing out blood. Liu Han's face was dull, and the light in his eyes was dim.

Until his death, Liu Han had never imagined that he would die and Qin Xuan would kill him.

Outside the white cloud, many Daojuns never heard Liu Han's roar, but just looked at the white cloud, as if waiting for the result.

"Little guy, you got what you wanted!" Qin Xuan heard a long voice, and turned his head to look at the five-foot wind demon.

Qin Xuan smiled slightly, "Master, you are joking."

Feng Mo smiled faintly and transmitted: "You can't hide it. If I don't want him to die, I will eliminate his cultivation at the last moment."

"Since he is dead, why do you pretend to be innocent?"

Qin Xuan smiled without denying it. Feng Mo looked at the white cloud and chuckled: "What a little guy, more than a hundred years old, in the spirit transformation realm, he actually realized the sword domain, and there is more than one sword intent in this sword domain."

Feng Mo hunched his body and looked at Qin Xuan, "I am curious, since you can kill him with one sword, why did you make a three-sword agreement?"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and the white cloud sword domain in front of him had dissipated.

"Master, you are joking. It's just the sword domain, not worth mentioning!"

"As for the three swords..."

Qin Xuan stood with a sword in his hand, his face calm, "The other two swords are waiting for Master to lift the ban and Liu Han to recover his Nascent Soul cultivation before killing him."

After the voice fell, Feng Mo's heart was slightly shaken.

After the voice fell, the white clouds dissipated, and Liu Han's body...

stood in front of everyone!