Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

"Destroy him!"

A pilot roared, and the twenty-odd high-altitude war machines had already erupted with a terrifying roar.

One shell after another passed the sky, tearing through the night, like a net of heaven and earth, blocking everything.

There was horror in their hearts, astonished, looking at the dark sword's edge and the white figure.

"He is a demon!"

Amid the roar, Qin Xuan stood up firmly, floating in the air quietly.

The golden core can't float in the air, because the refining realm's mana is not enough for a long time to fly in the air, but now, Qin Xuan's body is ten feet long, and he is a golden core cultivator, and his body's mana may not be comparable to Qin Xuan.

Standing in the air is nothing more than a trick of the last minute.

Thousands of feet high in the sky, shells roared, as if to destroy everything, dozens of shells fell, and it was a big mountain that would be flattened instantly.

At this moment, Qin Xuan finally moved, his lips gently opened and closed, and he uttered a word.

"broken!"

Yin Luo, that in front of him, if the eternal sword sweeping ten directions began to change at this moment.

Before each sword, it vibrated again, and two eternal swords emerged.

After a change, the Eternal Sword has already turned into a number of thirty, as if a drop of water fell in the rivers and lakes, the ripples spread, and it was more like a lotus blooming, eye-catching.

In the blink of an eye, the Eternal Sword has already filled the entire sky from thirty, seventy, one hundred and five... to the end.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, it was a world-destroying-level expert like Poda, and he couldn't see how many times that Mantian Sword had evolved.

It evolves ten times, and in each evolution, the magic sword changes into two, and the number is geometrically diffuse.

As the artillery fire approached, a full nine thousand six hundred and twenty-two eternal swords appeared on the sky.

This is a real sword curtain, covering the sky and the moon.

Boom boom boom...

Those shells met and collided with this nearly eternal sword, and the explosion bloomed brilliantly on the edge of the sword curtain.

Below, Qin Yan'er seemed to stare blankly.

Thousands of swords cover the sky, and heavenly lotus blooms, suppressing everything.

She saw the shells completely turned into fragments at the edge of the sword curtain, scattered in the air, and saw the ten thousand swords standing still, like heaven.

She also saw Qin Xuan's hand in hand, a peerless figure standing proudly.

Suddenly, Qin Yan'er felt a tremor in her heart.

She had been enemies with Qin Xuan before. Although she was invincible, she had never been as weak as she is now.

At the beginning, she saw Qin Xuan conquering Tianwei and slaying the demons in the Devil Sea, but she still didn't have the idea now.

At this moment, there was only powerlessness in her heart, unsurpassable.

It was as if she was in white clothes that day, she could only look up like this when she worked hard for a hundred years, or even spent her entire life.

Seeing that white clothes shook the sky, she was unable to be a bystander.

For some reason, Qin Yaner's face was pale, her chest was stuffy, and her fists clenched involuntarily.

She was the first holy horse of the Holy See of the Light, and she looked down upon her peers. Looking at the world, how many people can compete with her? But now, she can only look on the sidelines, looking at the enemy in the white clothes, but she can only look up.

Not reconciled?

Qin Yan'er clenched both fists, staring at the center of the sword curtain, her eyes changing.

Under this sky-shielding sword curtain, sentient beings seem to be nothing but ants. It seems that this powerful country's armed forces, crushing all war machines, seem to be insignificant.

Qin Xuan stood in Wan Jian, his eyes were slightly dissatisfied.

"Even in the ten-zhang Linghai, is it only reluctant to use this sword art?" Qin Xuan shook his head gently. This sword art is terrifyingly powerful. It already has a fifth-grade pinnacle in the cultivation world, but the consumption is too intense. .

In the previous life, he had already entered the Yuan Ying when he obtained this sword tactic, but he had never felt that way before. Now, even if it is only one stroke, he has completely emptied the ten-zhang Linghai in his body.

That is the realm of perfection that transcends the forbiddenness of heaven and jealousy.

Even in the Golden Core Realm, it is almost impossible to use this sword tactic.

"What the **** is this?" All the soldiers of the Y country's army were stunned, looking at the sky-covering ten thousand swords, their faces were inexplicable horror.

For them, how can they know cultivation? I don't even know what this Jian Jue represents.

They only knew that one person turned a sword into ten thousand, covering the sky and the moon, blocking dozens of shells, and standing still.

"Is this Huaxia Qingdi?" Dima's face was pale, and his heart seemed to be uneasy, and the mentality of holding the winning ticket changed in this one.

Soon, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart and looked firmly at the figure among the ten thousand swords.

"Even if you are a world-destroying-level powerhouse? How can the power of one person beat the power of the world?"

He was firm and unshakable.

Looking at a century and a century, if the armed forces of a powerful country are really weak, how can the world's powers willingly retreat behind the scenes? How can it be checked and balanced by the nations of the world?

"What are you waiting for?" Dima, who recovered his senses, immediately took out the communicator and commanded the fighters that were like headless flies above the sky.

After receiving the order, the pilots came back to their senses in an instant, looking at the cold sword in front of them, as if they could not escape the sharp edge of the sword in any place.

At the moment the cannonball blasted out, Qin Xuan smiled softly.

Suddenly, the sword curtain changed, and the ten layers of swords rushed out from the outermost layer.

Whizzing……

It's a full layer, filled with all directions, and never escaped any corner.

In just a moment, those shells were smashed by the Eternal Sword in the middle, and if the fireworks were gorgeous, they bloomed with a deafening roar.

Not only that, the tens of millions of ancient swords never stopped after they cut the shells.

It was as if a layer of water wave dispersed, passing by the many air overlords galloping in the air.

At this moment, the entire sky seemed to be silent, no more artillery fire, no more roar.

The world seems to recover again, boom!

An explosion wins, and if a fighter jet is cut into several sections and explodes in the air, it beats the bomb explosion ten times.

It was like a huge spark in full bloom, illuminating the sky.

With the explosion of the first fighter, the second, the third...

Nearly 30 fighter jets, the war machine produced at the expense of tens of billions of funds, is enough to destroy small countries and wipe out the existence of world-class powerhouses. At this moment, it turned into this sky full of fireworks.

The flames were accompanied by billowing smoke, and the wreckage of the plane fell crazily, as if it were a rain of fire.

The Dima below was completely sluggish at this moment!

"This is impossible!"

He almost lost his voice, looking at this scene with disbelief.

Tens of billions of war machines, powerful national armed forces, and two air forces are all destroyed at this moment?

Even as Rudi Ma, he also felt pain.

Country Y is a strong country, but its population is only 60 to 70 million, and its armaments are not much.

Today, nearly 30 aviation forces have been lost.

But soon, Dima turned pale and reacted.

He looked at the white figure in the sky, gritted his teeth, and spit out two words.

"Qingdi!"