Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"Aunt Xiao Wu!"

Qin Hao looked at the two figures, his lips trembling slightly.

"Go to the back, don't let it affect you!" Xiao Wu turned around, the frost disintegrated, and smiled softly.

Jun Wushuang looked at Qin Yan'er's miserable appearance and the small tower on the ground.

"You!"

"Looking for death!"

Jun Wushuang just uttered these three words, and suddenly, she had already moved.

Behind her, it seemed that a raging flame was burning, swallowing the soul blood, and the Phoenix Yuan Nirvana Jue was fully opened.

It was as if a raging phoenix fire was burning behind her, and she had condensed a phoenix Yuan Lihuo since she had been in Longchi Mountain for more than 30 years.

The flames were raging, and at this moment, Jun Wushuang seemed to be the phoenix born from Nirvana.

The phoenix was angry, and all the birds bowed their heads.

In just a moment, Jun Wushuang had stepped out, and the fire phoenix behind him was like burning the sky and the earth, and went towards Hong Luo.

Hong Luo's pupils trembled slightly, and blood veins appeared in her body. She stepped into the sky like a female demon.

The fire invaded her body, but not even a strand of her skin or hair could be burned, only the raging blood.

She had been fighting the fire phoenix since she soared into the sky.

Just a moment, with Jun Wushuang's face slightly pale, the fire phoenix in the air was actually shaken away.

Hong Luo floated from the air, laughing in anger.

"Good, good, good!"

She uttered three words in a row, "Only a mortal star, there are three Jindan cultivators, which is really beyond my expectation!"

She suddenly shook away the last trace of the fire, overlooking Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu.

"I was just planning to use him as a furnace, since you insist on dying, today, I will swallow your blood and refine my fighting body!"

When the words rang out, Hong Luo's figure had already rushed out and came to Jun Wushuang.

Jun Wushuang's eyes condensed slightly, and his hands formed a seal.

From her hand, a one-inch red magic sword condensed.

Lihuo Yuanjian Jue!

Qin Xuan taught, the eighth-grade sword tactic.

From her hand, the magic sword condensed, like red amber, the sword chanted like a phoenix, turned into a long rainbow, and rushed towards Hong Luo.

Hong Luo's eyes condensed slightly, this magic sword was actually condensed from Lihuo, and there was a trace of true fire hidden in it.

A mere Jindan cultivator actually condensed true fire?

Even so, Hong Luo still did not retreat but advanced. She shouted loudly, and the blood patterns on her body lit up at this moment.

She slapped her palms, and in an instant, she had slapped dozens of times.

The palm shadows overlapped, as if it was just one palm, and fell on the magic sword.

The magic sword trembled, and Jun Wushuang's pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw that on the red magic sword, thousands of dense cracks appeared faintly.

This is the person from the Eight Desolate War Sect, Jindan Dacheng! ?

Jun Wushuang's heart was slightly shaken. Compared with Hu Qing in the past, the strength of this woman in front of him was even more terrifying.

The sword formula was broken, and it was smashed abruptly, but there was a trace of charred black on Hong Luo's palm.

That was the burning of the true fire hidden in this sword. Even though she had dispersed the meager true fire, she was still burned by the true fire.

The pain of burning skin made Hong Luo fall into rage completely.

"A mere ant dared to hurt me!"

She was extremely angry, and her hair was agitated like a peerless demon.

At this moment, the blood and energy in her body were like a mighty river. With a step under her feet, the void seemed to be crushed.

Hong Luo's figure suddenly rose and rushed towards Jun Wushuang, with murderous intent in her eyes.

Jun Wushuang's hands condensed the red sparrow again, turning into a blue phoenix that burned the world, and there were shackles rising from the ground.

At this moment, she had tried her best.

All the seals she had cultivated for thirty years were used without reservation.

Boom!

In the air, there was a shock. Hong Luo's fist suppressed the Qingluan Fire Phoenix, and the flames flew, as if burning the mountains and the earth.

The burning locks on her limbs were locked in the ground. Hong Luo's body was covered with blood. His body shook violently, as if a mountain was shaking, and all the chains were shaken into powder.

Jun Wushuang groaned, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

She had never thought that the other party would be so terrifying.

"Ant! Die!"

Hong Luo had appeared in front of Jun Wushuang, and his palm was like destroying mountains and pressing down.

Just as Hong Luo's palm fell, a monk's robe had appeared in front of Jun Wushuang.

Xiao Wu looked at Hong Luo's palm and slapped it out as well.

Like a bodhisattva stroking Qing Ye, softly and slowly.

Boom!

In just a moment, Hong Luo actually retreated half a step, while Xiao Wu retreated four or five steps, and her palm seemed to be attached to blood and flames, burning her palm.

Xiao Wu's Buddha power shook, and the blood and flames were shaken away.

Her eyes were like frost, and she looked at Hong Luo without saying a word.

Suddenly, a statue appeared behind her.

"Buddhist monk?" Hong Luo's eyes shook, and then she sneered, "You dare to be my enemy with this meager statue?"

She took a step forward and went to the Bodhisattva statue behind Xiao Wu.

The Bodhisattva statue was thirty-nine meters long, like a giant, and moved with Xiao Wu's move.

The broad palm suddenly collided with Hong Luo's right fist with blood veins.

In just a moment, the Bodhisattva's palm was broken. Soon, Hong Luo punched several times in succession, and even the Bodhisattva's arm was completely broken.

Xiao Wu's face was normal, not shocked or afraid. From behind her, another Vajra Dharma image floated up, and the demon-subduing pestle swept out and hit Hong Luo's body.

In the past, she had fought alone overseas. Even if the enemy was strong, she could still win.

Now, Xiao Wu has been practicing for thirty years and condensed the relics. Now she has a golden elixir of the highest grade.

Unfortunately, facing Hong Luo, Xiao Wu felt powerless.

Only one grade difference, like a chasm?

The demon-subduing pestle swept down and landed on Hong Luo's body. Hong Luo's body was like hitting a mountain, rushing towards the demon-subduing pestle.

With the collision between the two, the demon-subduing pestle actually collapsed into nothingness.

The Bodhisattva and Vajra behind Xiao Wu had gathered again without knowing when.

"卐!"

At this moment, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and the Vajra glared.

A Buddhist sound rose from these two statues, as if it was suppressing the heaven and earth.

Even Hong Luo seemed to see the Supreme Bodhisattva and the Supreme Vajra above the nine heavens, looking down from the clouds, as if descending from the gods.

Hong Luo was slightly distracted, and suddenly, she was awake.

She saw Xiao Wu, who was close at hand, and her face suddenly changed. A palm, as if cast in gold, had been branded in front of her.

Boom!

In just a moment, Hong Luo had retreated dozens of meters, and her face was faintly red.

"Just an ant!"

"Ant!"

At this moment, Hong Luo's eyes were bloodshot, as if crazy.

As a disciple of the Eight Desolate War Sect and a descendant of the Yuanying True Lord, she was actually injured by two mortals on this barren star?

"I will let you two know what it means to draw blood and refine bones!" Hong Luo roared, and from her hand, a black moon ring suddenly appeared, revealing endless coldness.

Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang's eyes paused, and their pupils shrank slightly.

Seventh-grade magic weapon?

Another seventh-grade magic weapon?

In the shock of the two people, Hong Luo had already sacrificed the moon ring, and the sharp edge was like cutting through the sky and the earth.

Boom!

A fire phoenix flew into the sky, and Bodhisattva Vajra attacked at the same time.

In just a moment, the fire phoenix was cut apart, like a piece of paper, and Bodhisattva Vajra was cut apart at the same time.

Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu groaned at the same time, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Jun Wushuang!"

"Run!"

Xiao Wu seemed to have golden fire burning in his eyes, and the sound came out from between his teeth.

Run!

Jun Wushuang turned to look at Qin Hao. Suddenly, she had stepped forward. "You!"

"Don't die!"

The voice came from her lightning-fast figure.

Xiao Wu smiled, "If I die, I won't fight with you for Qin Xuan!"

The golden flame in her eyes seemed to burn more fiercely, like the true flame of Buddha's anger.

In front of her, there was a flaming lotus platform, which rose in front of her and collided with the moon ring.

Boom!

In an instant, the true flame was like a rain of fire, spreading across the world.

Indistinctly, it seemed that there was blood in this rain of fire and annihilated into nothingness.