Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"Xuan Kun!"

The shrill voice of the Little Saint of Golden Peng almost resounded throughout the world.

It looked at the front, at the bloody feathers floating for millions of miles, at the demon kings who once lived on the mountain, now all dead.

"You! Deserve! To! Die!"

The Little Saint of Golden Peng was completely crazy, and spoke every word with human language.

Qin Xuan looked at the Little Saint of Golden Peng calmly, and said calmly: "I have always been kind to all living beings, and I can give them a way to live!"

"I was kind enough to let you withdraw from the Demon King Arena, and you can save your life. You, you insist on going against me, and say that I am rampant!?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "I don't know what you mean!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Little Saint of Golden Peng had appeared in front of Qin Xuan, and the pair of Peng claws seemed to be dyed into a brilliant golden color by the materialized indestructible point.

In an instant, the sharp claws pierced through Qin Xuan's chest.

But the little Saint of Golden Peng did not show any joy. Instead, it roared, flapped its wings, and disappeared.

Qin Xuan appeared at the place where the little Saint of Golden Peng disappeared, and smiled gently, "Compete with me!?"

Immediately, he stepped forward, as if he disappeared in the starry sky.

Wandering Dragon Crossing the Stars Step!

He did not move the Golden Peng body, that would be too obvious, and the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters would detect his identity, and the Wind and Thunder Fairy Wings should not be moved lightly.

In fact, when the demon lord of the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters looked at him, he changed his aura to the peak of the Hedao.

There are countless white-clothed swordsmen in this world, and it is not uncommon for people with natural talent to appear out of nowhere in the world of cultivation.

The Wind and Thunder All Things Sect is far away from the Holy Demon Star Realm. As long as the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters has not noticed it, he will definitely attract the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect.

In the Demon King Arena, above the sea of ​​blood, Qin Xuan's body is like a wandering dragon, and every time he flashes, his figure disappears.

On this Demon King Arena, it seemed as if a white shadow and the golden light were fleeting.

For more than ten breaths, the two sides flashed thousands of times, but there was not even a direct confrontation.

The speed of the man and the demon was almost at its limit.

Until Qin Xuan's figure flashed again, his brows slightly frowned, as if he was a little impatient.

"Is the speed of the Golden Peng only this fast!?"

He did not avoid it because he was defeated, but wanted to use this opportunity to test the speed of the Golden Peng Little Saint.

Unfortunately, although the Golden Peng Little Saint awakened the bloodline of the Golden Winged Great Peng, the speed and strength gap between him and the real Golden Winged Great Peng was too big.

He had seen the speed of the real Golden Winged Great Peng. The Golden Peng Demon Saint who ranked ninth on the Immortal List, his speed could even transcend time and space and break through the shackles of time.

That was a truly terrifying and heaven-defying existence. The Golden Peng Little Saint was far behind.

However, Qin Xuan also saw the gap between himself and the Immortal List.

Return to the Void, the lower grade, is still weak after all.

He used high-grade magical powers, but could only match the Golden Peng Little Saint Son.

While Qin Xuan was thinking, the Golden Peng Little Saint King had already attacked!

Boom!

In an instant, Qin Xuan had already moved his fist.

War King Body!

A sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared around Qin Xuan, and the golden essence, like a tide, filled Qin Xuan's body.

The essence was rolling, and even the golden wind of indestructibility was dispersed a lot.

In addition to Qin Xuan's white clothes, the golden essence turned into armor, at this moment, it set off him like a god of war.

In his previous life, the Nine Fighting Styles were created by him, but he was not the only one with the Nine Fighting Styles.

He got this War King Body from a secret realm, which is of the third rank. Now that he uses it, it is not difficult to fight against the Indestructible Wind.

He punched out, and under the golden armor, his fist collided with the Peng claw.

Boom!

It can be clearly seen that the golden armor on Qin Xuan's fist is constantly breaking, but then recovering again.

The Little Saint King Jinpeng screamed in pain. The Indestructible Wind was broken, and Qin Xuan's fist bent his Peng claws, and there was a faint crack.

Under the golden armor, Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent.

The speed of the Golden Peng is indeed one of the fastest in the world of cultivation, but the body of the Golden Peng is not ranked in the top among the bloodlines of the demon race.

His Eternal Evergreen Body has even surpassed the dragon and phoenix of the same realm.

The War King Body is a third-rank magical power.

With one punch, the stars can be split. How can the Little Saint King Jinpeng stop it?

Before the Little Saint King Jinpeng could react, Qin Xuan's right fist turned into a hand, stepped forward, and actually grabbed the Little Saint King Jinpeng's claw into his hand.

Immediately, Qin Xuan's left hand was like a knife, slashing at the belly of the Little Saint King Jinpeng.

On his palm, there was a faint terrifying edge, and its edge seemed to split the stars in the sky.

The Little Saint King Jinpeng was a little frightened. It screamed, and its wings fluttered. The Indestructible Wind turned into feathers, hundreds and thousands, and attacked Qin Xuan. Not only that, it made one claw condense the dazzling Indestructible Wind Yang.

That was the Indestructible Wind materialized and condensed into a micro-yang, which was almost terrifying to the extreme.

ItSensing the horror of Qin Xuan's palm blade, he wanted to use it to block it.

Immediately, the palm blade collided with the golden sun, and at the same time, the thousands of golden feathers had already landed on Qin Xuan's War King Armor.

Boom!

The golden essence spread, and the wind of indestructibility swept around.

Even the many demon lords outside the Demon King Arena could not see what was going on.

Until a golden shadow flew out of it.

"Has Hun Tian come out!?"

"Did the human race die?"

A voice sounded, and from the Holy Mountain, the eyes of many demon lords were focused on Qin Xuan. After all, such a wonderful battle in the Demon King Arena and the Hedao Realm was rare.

What's more, this Demon King Arena has killed many creatures of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain.

I saw that the little golden roc appeared far away from Qin Xuan, and his eyes were full of panic.

It looked at the waves gradually dissipating, and the figure slowly walked out.

There were many cracks on Qin Xuan's golden armor, and with a loud bang, the War King Armor was completely broken.

The white clothes on Qin Xuan's body were exposed, but the white clothes were not damaged at all.

And in Qin Xuan's right hand, there was another claw, which was the claw of the Little Saint Jin Peng.

Qin Xuan casually threw it into the sea of ​​blood, with a calm face.

At this moment, the claws of the Little Saint Jin Peng had disappeared, one was broken by itself, and the other was cut off by his palm knife.

"Your reaction is not slow. If you want to fight against my Heaven-Slaying Demon Sword, you have already died!" Qin Xuan said softly.

The Heaven-Slaying Demon Sword is a second-grade body cultivation supernatural power, once created by a demon lord.

Qin Xuan once said that he had millions of supernatural powers in his mind, was it a lie? Even without all the supernatural powers in the past, he still had supernatural powers that could sweep the world.

"Unfortunately, even so, you still can't survive!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly. This time, he did not use other magical powers, but a line of flesh and blood opened on his forehead.

Fighting Nine Styles, the Gods Sigh!

Wherever he looked, the gods sighed!

The little Saint of Jinpeng had already been extremely frightened, and he immediately wanted to escape from the Monster King Arena.

This white-clothed man was not a human, and the Tianjiao on the Immortal List was no better.

Even the Immortal Ape King and the Pingtian Dragon King had never made him feel this way.

The white-clothed man in front of him seemed invincible, and it was even more irresistible!

Unfortunately, no matter how fast Jinpeng was, what could it do? How could it escape Qin Xuan's sight! ?

The little Saint of Jinpeng almost escaped three million miles in an instant, and was about to leave the Monster King Arena.

In an instant, a golden light arrived.

A golden light shattered the roc's feathers, annihilated the roc's blood, destroyed the demon's elixir, and shattered the bones of life!

Qin Xuan's forehead was restored with flesh and blood. He stepped on the blood sea for millions of miles, with corpses all over the ground, and looked at it quietly.

The golden roc fell, and the demon's blood flowed like a spring.

The peak demon king of Hedao, the son of Hun Tian Peng Zun...

Died!