Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Facing Yue Long, who swept away the Immortals and Star Emperors and crushed many monks in the Pro Temple, Chen Tianlong was so arrogant, arrogant, and contemptuous.

It seemed that Yue Long was just a speck of dust to him, and he could be destroyed by turning his palm.

But Yue Long did not sneer at this sentence, nor was he careless. The face that had always remained calm was now full of solemnity.

Because... Chen Tianlong in front of him was a terrestrial immortal.

Internal strength, internal force, innate, terrestrial immortal!

There are four major realms of Chinese warriors. In a lifetime, those who can achieve internal strength are like a river crossing, but those who can achieve internal strength are only one in a hundred internal strengths, and innate, in the whole of China, there are millions of warriors, but no more than thirty people.

As for the terrestrial immortal, let alone ordinary people, even among warriors, it is a legendary realm. China has a population of 1.6 billion, and there are millions of warriors. How many people are there?

At least, as known to a few people, there is only this Chen Tianlong in the whole of China.

Different from the illusory legends in myths and legends, this is a living earthly immortal.

Zhai Chuan looked at Yue Long with great concern. He was an orphan who was adopted by Yue Long and has become an overseas giant until now.

Zhai Chuan could not forget this kindness.

It was a pity that his strength was comparable to that of a congenital one. Not to mention that his master, who was like a teacher and a father, was facing an earthly immortal, who was invincible in the world.

"Chen Tianlong!"

Yue Long's voice was slightly deep. Although his eyes were solemn, he did not have a trace of fear.

"Seventy years ago, Zi Yu's revenge has been eroding me like a nightmare these years. The revenge of a sword should be settled today."

There were waves in Yue Long's eyes, as if he had returned to the moonlit night seventy years ago, when Chen Tianlong stood on the seashore like a banished immortal.

With just one sword, all of Yue Long's rebelliousness was completely cut off.

If it weren't for his wife Xu Ziyu blocking the sword with her body, I'm afraid there would be no Yue Long in this world.

He seemed to hear the haunting words, the most domineering words in his life, and the night with a silk gauze dress stained red with blood.

"I, Xu Ziyu, can die, but you, Yue Long, must not die!"

Unconsciously, blood seemed to spread in Yue Long's pupils, just like the color of the blood on Xu Ziyu's chest seventy years ago.

Seventy years ago, he was only a great internal force, while Chen Tianlong was already half a step away.

Seventy years later, Chen Tianlong has reached the level of earthly immortal, but he is still half a step away.

It is still an insurmountable gap, and it seems that the gap between the two has become even bigger.

Looking at Yue Long's pupils stained red by murderous intent and hatred, Chen Tianlong smiled coldly, with an indescribable mockery.

"Yue Long, you think too highly of yourself!"

Chen Tianlong's voice was ethereal, as if he was standing high above, looking down at Yue Long on the sea.

"In my life, I have lived for 140 years, fought 127 battles, and became a terrestrial immortal without losing a single one. How can you be qualified to end with me?"

"Perhaps, you still have a chance to become a terrestrial immortal, but unfortunately, that's all you can do."

"Well, I'll let you see the difference between immortals and mortals!"

A hazy light seemed to linger on Chen Tianlong's body, and the whole night seemed to be frozen at this moment, the wind stopped blowing, and the clouds stopped moving.

It seemed that there was only him and his sword in the whole world.

"Kill!"

Chen Tianlong slowly uttered a word, and in an instant, the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light. After ten meters away from his body, it turned into a huge wind dragon three feet wide, spanning more than 300 meters between him and Yue Long.

The seawater below was constantly twisted into countless water droplets, which merged into the sword dragon and merged with the wild wind, turning into a Feng Shui sword dragon, unstoppable.

It seemed that no one and nothing in the world could stop this sword.

After the sword appeared, Zhai Chuan was completely stunned.

This is the earthly immortal...

This is no longer human power, but an irresistible force of nature.

He had no doubt that facing this sword, he would be completely annihilated like a speck of dust.

Even the people who were chasing the overseas strongmen in the distance turned their heads to look at the sword dragon that destroyed everything, and gradually became stunned.

"Chen Tianlong, do it!" He Taisui's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, "Is this the earthly immortal?"

There seemed to be a trace of melancholy in the eyes of the Star Emperor Su Muyu, and the starry sky behind him was magically lit up, and countless stars burst out, bombarding the overseas strongman who was fleeing in a panic, killing him on the sea.

"From now on, there will be no more Qingzhu in this world!"

While the innates were shocked by this sword, Yue Long's face showed no joy or sadness, only his pupils that were soaked in blood stared at the sword.

The sword dragon came, he moved, he clapped his hands and turned into a green mountain.

This green mountain was ten feet high, and the trees on the mountain were swaying, and in this endless wind, they were graduallyGradually destroyed.

As soon as the green mountain appeared, it turned into dust under the sword dragon, and it didn't even stop the sword dragon for a moment.

The mountain was destroyed, and the tree emerged!

A towering sacred tree, rooted in the sea, soared straight up.

In a short moment, it had turned into a giant tree of nearly 100 meters, reaching the sky and the earth.

"Huh?"

Chen Tianlong couldn't help but exclaimed, looking at the sacred tree, "It has actually touched the realm of earthly immortals, but it's a pity... you are innate after all."

The sword dragon fell on the sacred tree, and the world shook violently. The entire sea seemed to have erupted a tsunami of tens of meters high, sweeping in all directions. In the sea water, the sacred tree seemed to be shattered. The sword dragon was unmatched and directly covered Yue Long's figure completely.

When the sea water fell, the cruise ship on the sea had completely disappeared. It was unknown whether it sank to the bottom of the sea or was completely annihilated by this sword.

"Master!"

Zhai Chuan shouted angrily, his eyes filled with endless urgency.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and he sighed faintly.

Only Chen Tianlong frowned slightly, and there was a trace of imperceptible anger in the depths of his eyes that looked down on everything.

The sword turned back and fell into Chen Tianlong's hands.

On the sea, a figure was covered in blood, but still stood on the sea.

Yue Long was grinning, his body was almost intact, his skin was torn and bloody, like a demon.

But these wounds were slowly recovering.

Not long after, Yue Long's figure reappeared on the sea.

However, this time, he was already gray-haired, old as a rotten tree, and the whole person even exuded a dead breath.

Chen Tianlong snorted coldly, "You are really unexpected. Seventy years ago, your woman saved your life, and seventy years later, you are lucky enough to survive again."

"Get lost if you abandon your cultivation! I, Chen Tianlong, never break my promises."

He glanced at Yue Long coldly and turned to leave.

Although Yue Long blocked his sword, his cultivation was almost destroyed. He would not be a threat to China or the Chen family.

So, what's the use of Yue Long's life?

There is no shortage of waste and useless people in this world. One more Yue Long is not much!

"Chen Tianlong!"

Chen Tianlong stopped and turned back slightly.

Yue Long's pupils were blood red, and the hatred accumulated for seventy years burst out at this moment. In his hand, there was also a sword. This sword was green, like the green silk gauze dress on Xu Ziyu's body seventy years ago.

On the sword, the three words Xu Ziyu were clearly visible under the moonlight.

At the same time, Yue Long's body, no, on the sword, exuded a force similar to Chen Tianlong's. To Qin Xuan, that was the Tao.

The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, but Chen Tianlong was a human who entered the earthly immortal, and the Tao was gathered in his body.

However, Yue Long integrated the Tao of Heaven and Earth into this sword.

Qin Xuan looked at Yue Long quietly, and he sighed softly.

As he expected, in fact, Yue Long should have entered the realm of earthly immortals, realized a way, and achieved earthly immortals. However, Yue Long knew that even if he entered the earthly immortal, he might not be able to take revenge on China... or to say, on Chen Tianlong who had become an earthly immortal for many years.

So... he cut off his own way and cut off the earthly immortal realm he had cultivated and integrated it into this sword.

Everything was just for the revenge of his lover.

Qin Xuan looked at Yue Long's old face and couldn't help sighing again.

He finally knew why he felt familiar with Yue Long. At the funeral of his parents in his previous life, Yue Long... appeared.

When I was young, I lived overseas with my parents for a period of time.

And this old man was my neighbor at that time.

I remember that I once called him Qingbo affectionately!