Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

boom!

At the moment Qin Xuan took out the sword, Xu Ze led Xu Xun back quickly.

Needless to think about him, he also knew that the existence of the eighth-rank monster above that must be the great cultivator of God Transformation.

In this kind of battle, he and Xu Xun are like fish and shrimp in the tsunami.

Liu Bai and Fujiga were even more stunned. Immediately, they were almost furious.

The two of them came here, they didn't do anything yet, they just threatened.

This little guy with a bone age of just over a hundred dared to be arrogant enough to take the lead?

"court death!"

Liu Bai shouted angrily, like a sheep that should have been crawling, but showing a sharp edge.

This kind of contrast made Liu Bai even more angry.

Immediately, there was a dim light on the eight-pin Qinghe River, as if a barrier blocked everything.

Qinghe Nian at his feet was originally an eighth-rank magic weapon, enough to protect his body, and the other party dared to do it, and it was almost unconscious.

Fujiga's eyes narrowed even more, "Seven-Rank Magic Weapon, no wonder it's so rampant!"

"Do you really think that with only a few seven-rank magic weapons, you can compete with the two of us?"

In the bursting drink, the power of transforming the gods was like condensed essence, Ruo Qinghe was enveloped in the demon eagle and his body, countless feet of body protection, actually condensed a sense of solidity to the wall.

Suddenly, the speed of the Eternal Sword doubled sharply, and its sharpness was like cracking the heavens and loess at this moment.

In just an instant, several sword lights collided with the defenses of the Qinghe Nian and the Great Monk of the God.

It was as if a cold needle collided with the ball, but a wave of mountain shaking broke out.

The squally wind swept through, and the world was shaking.

Boom boom boom!

Several explosions, like the sound of destroying mountains and mountains, swept everyone's ears.

Suddenly, Fujiga and Liu Bai's pupils shrank suddenly.

In their eyes, an inch of blade sharply penetrated the light of Qinghe Nian and the power of that body protector.

"How can it be!"

The expressions of the two changed suddenly, but the Eternal Sword was too fast, and after tearing its defenses, it passed the heads of the demon eagle and the several demon wolves in just an instant.

Puff puff……

The sound of the sword qi piercing through the flesh and blood sounded, accompanied by several panic wailing, the blood on the sky was like notes.

At this moment, the majestic demon eagle and the ferocious demon wolf had a sword mark on their heads.

Boom...!

Qinghe Nian was falling, and the body of the demon eagle was unable to fall.

Liu Bai and Tenghe suddenly stabilized their figures, stood up from the sky, looking at Qin Xuan furiously.

"You dare to do so!"

Liu Bai shouted angrily. He had spent a lot of effort to conquer these demon wolves, but now they have been beheaded! Still in front of him, he abruptly slashed his mount.

Fujiga was even more bleak, and immediately, the two cultivators of the **** of transformation had already joined hands.

The two of them didn't expect that the other party had such a strength, and instantly killed their mounts.

I saw in the sky, a vision of the Qinghe appeared, from the Qinghe, countless magic swords flew out, like a torrential rain, instantly blasted to Qin Xuan's head.

Boom boom boom...

Above the earth, smoke and dust are everywhere, this is the Qinghe Zong Jian Jue, the Seven-Rank Sword Jue.

Liu Bai is even more condensing mana, and from him, a green seventh-rank magic weapon suddenly appeared, and he stared at the eternal sword in the sky.

"Out!"

With a burst of shout, Qinghong flew across the sky in an instant and shot down on the Eternal Sword.

Hum!

The two seven-rank magic weapons fought each other, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and there were so many scars torn on the ground.

The smoke was filled, and suddenly, a figure had risen.

Qin Xuan stared at Tenghe and Liu Bai with indifferent eyes.

Suddenly, when he stepped on his feet, a blue light flashed away. The figure had disappeared in that instant, Qing Peng was extremely fast.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Fujiga. In Qin Xuan's palm, the blue veins were faintly bulging, and the gray sleeves had been opened by terrifying power.

With the punch out, Fujiga's complexion suddenly changed, and the body protector's essence appeared again.

Qin Xuan's fist landed on the body guard's true essence, and in just an instant, the body guard's true essence broke apart, decayed and decayed, and went straight toward Tenghe's head.

Fujiga's eyes almost shrank into needle-like shapes at this moment, and he suddenly shouted, and a small cauldron flew out in front of him.

This tripod was no more than a fist, hovering from his chest.

Afterwards, this tripod has been transformed into one person and one tall, as if a green hill was in the sky.

Qin Xuan's fist fell on the Qingding Ding, and in just an instant, the Qingding was already shocked.

Fujiga was even more pale. He was connected to the blue tripod's mind. He only felt that it was not a punch that fell on the blue tripod, but the flood dragon was in it, and even his mind seemed to be in this punch. Among them was crushed into powder.

Qin Xuan looked at the seventh-grade blue cauldron, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the 727-inch gold leaf inside his body suddenly trembled crazily.

In the acupuncture points around his body, endless energy poured into his arm.

Qin Xuan turned his fist into his palm, and suddenly grabbed the edge of the green tripod.

"roll!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were like heavenly majesty, and his voice was like heaven and earth.

I saw that he held the Qingding by one ear and suddenly swiped it towards the ground.

At this moment, the tripod was almost out of Fujiga's control, as if a meteor fell into the earth.

Amid a violent roar, a huge earthquake occurred in the ten directions, and a huge depression appeared in the loess, and the cracks continued to spread in all directions like a spider web.

Fujiga was even more traumatized by this blow, and he spouted a big mouthful of blood with a wow.

His face was pale, and he looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

"How could it be possible that you could contend against my Qingyue Cauldron with your body!?"

Qin Xuan ignored Fujiga's voice, and there was a sound of breaking through the air on his side.

Liu Bai's expression was also solemn, and he was shocked by Qin Xuan's shocking scene.

Fujiga is a middle-ranking monk who is the same as him, and he knows the power of Qingyue Ding better as a fellow.

This little guy with a bone age of more than a hundred can actually shake with his body?

It was him, it was almost impossible for him to blast Qingyue Ding back like this.

Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at Liu Bai who pinched his hands and turned Qinghe with his endless power of transforming gods.

A icy cold flashed in his eyes, and immediately he stepped on it.

The body seemed to be a mad dragon entering the river, a pair of fists continuously bombarded and fell in the blue river, each punch did not know how much mana was annihilated, and went straight up.

Qin Xuan blasted through the 100-meter Qinghe, and smiled coldly in Liu Bai's incredible gaze.

The boxing town was like a mountain, and the defense around Qinghe Nian was blasted through in an instant, and the force was like a broken bamboo. It also blasted Liu Bai's protective body into a huge depression, and even the Qinghe Nian under him was crushed into the earth.

If the streamer falls to the ground, endless smoke will rise.

Qin Xuan was in the smoke and dust, his fist calmed the gods, and the eight-grade green river nun was more like embedded in the earth.

Along with that Liu Bai spouted a big mouthful of blood, his face pale.

The surrounding earth burst open!