Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Three rays of light falling flying sword!

boom!

The sword energy is intertwined, and the light shines.

Wuxuan's eyes condensed slightly, and his eyes moved slightly, only to see the three flying swords shake, unexpectedly shook the Netherworld Arrow, and then continued to move toward Changyan and Yunni.

On the Tianxiao Pavilion, Qin Xuan had already disappeared, but when he appeared, he was already in front of Yun Ni and Chang Yan.

He looked at the three sixth-rank flying swords with cold eyes.

The purple thunder palm used his palm to shoot the three swords.

At the moment Qin Xuan moved, Wuxuan's eyes continued to turn, and the three flying swords seemed to be alive, as if they had seen Qin Xuan's intentions, and turned slightly, actually trying to avoid Qin Xuan's palm.

Qin Xuan's muscles trembled, twisting his palm in the air abruptly, and slapped it towards the three flying swords.

Feijian turned again, trying to avoid Qin Xuan's palm and kill Changyan.

Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and his palms also changed.

The black thunder's palms were printed in three, fighting against those three sixth-rank flying swords as if in the air.

Changed seven or eight times, and in the end there was no confrontation.

Wu Xuan even let out a soft voice, slightly surprised. Then, his mind moved slightly, and he saw the three flying swords fly upside down.

"You can actually see the trace of my magic weapon?" Wu Xuan was surprised, staring at Qin Xuan's eyes.

When he saw Qin Xuan's black pupils, his brows frowned.

"Evergreen!"

"Junior Brother!"

Yun Ni and Chang Yan support each other, Yun Ni is worried, Chang Yan is happy, their expressions are in sharp contrast.

Qin Xuan turned slightly, and he saluted Yunni, "Brother Changqing, pay homage to Master!"

"When, did you act so courteously!" A trace of anger emerged on Yun Ni's pale face, "I will block this person for you and Chang Yan for your teacher, run away!"

Chang Yan was startled and turned to look at Yun Ni.

She wanted to open her mouth, but in the end she remained silent, without making a sound.

Qin Xuan raised his head and smiled, "Master, please forgive Evergreen for not being obedient!"

He said softly: "Sister, help Master to heal your wounds, and leave the rest to me!"

"Evergreen, presumptuous!" Yun Ni shouted, "This person is definitely not your golden pill..."

The words hadn't settled yet, but Chang Yan gathered his spare strength, insisting on being seriously injured.

"Master, leave it to Junior Brother!" She helped Yun Ni up.

"Chang Yan you..." Yun Ni was a little surprised, looking at Chang Yan's eyes.

"Master, Junior Brother Changqing, you should be against this person!" Chang Yan gave a wry smile, regardless of Chang Yan's suspicious look and incredible expression, she sighed, "In the Tianxiao Pavilion, there are more than two hundred great cultivators of the gods who are junior So punish!"

The sound fell, as if the sky thunder struck Yun Ni's body, her mind was almost blank, almost unable to think.

She, the golden core brother, can kill more than two hundred great cultivators of the Magic Cloud Sect! ?

...

Compared to Yun Ni, she was shocked and incredible.

Wuxuan's eyes became more and more cold, his brows furrowed, looking at Qin Xuan.

For Qin Xuan's ignorance, the coldness in his eyes was even better.

But he was not eager to do it, and he could not do the sneak attack. Instead, he waited for Qin Xuan to turn around, as if Qin Xuan was already destined to be defeated by him, there was no doubt.

"I don't know if you have a golden core, how confident is it to stop me, but if you die, I don't mind killing you." Wu Xuan faded out: "This time, can you see through!"

He stood proudly, but the three flying swords behind him suddenly shook. This time, the three flying swords burst into bright sun light. When the sword body trembled, it was divided into several pieces, the bright three-color light. In the middle, there are actually thousands of flying swords vaguely.

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, and with a sword sound, the Eternal Sword emerged from his body.

Suddenly, the thousand swords exploded, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Qin Xuan, and the flying sword covered the sky, as if he was about to trap Qin Xuan in a dead place.

Whoosh whoosh...

Qin Xuan remained motionless with the sound of breaking through the sky.

"How about sealing all my escape routes?"

Qin Xuan smiled softly, "Don't think that you can see through everything by cultivating Linghui!"

"With your little means, how can you win over me?"

At the sound of the sound, Qin Xuan's Eternal Sword shook abruptly, the sword aura split into thousands, and the sword turned into ten thousand swords and rose against the sky.

The blades collided, and the flying sword turned into a phantom. In an instant, the thousand swords swooping down from the sky were cut off. There were only three rays of light, and they broke through ten thousand swords abruptly and came straight towards Qin Xuan.

Wuxuan's eyes were condensed, and the sword reflected in his pupils, as if deducing.

Suddenly, his eyes shook slightly, and the three flying swords turned in the air, and they couldn't fall anymore.

Wuxuan looked at Qin Xuan's figure standing with his hands holding hands, and took a breath, his brows tightened.

In the end, the three-handed sixth-rank flying sword turned back, and this time, he still never dropped the sword.

In the air, ten thousand swords returned to one, and the eternal sword fell, hovering beside Qin Xuan.

The battle between the two people was a little confused by the surrounding cultivators.

Wu Xuan did not hurt Qin Xuan the slightest when he moved the three or six magic weapons twice? Before, Wuxuan smashed several Dahuashen monks in just one chapter, and severely damaged a dozen people.

In contrast, the gap is huge.

It was Yun Ni who came back to his senses, looking at this scene, her eyes were shaking.

"You, know me to cultivate Linghui?"

Feijian hovered around Wuxuan, his voice was slightly cold, and his brows frowned.

Linghui!

These two words made the faces of the great cultivators who were present were shocked, and even the faces were incredible.

"Wu Xuan...he actually cultivates not only Yinshen, but also Linghui?"

"Is this guy an evildoer? In the Transcendent God Realm, he has cultivated the Three Senses. There is no such existence in the entire Northern Wilderness Transition God Realm, right!"

"It's no wonder that this person is so conceited, but what he is facing is the Evergreen Sky Cloud Sect!"

"The battle between dragons and tigers, this battle may be regarded as the first battle of the Northern Desolation God of Transformation. Those who cultivate the Three Consciousness God of Transformation will last forever with the Tianyun Sect!"

The great cultivators surrounding them all sucked in air-conditioning, and their faces were shocked.

Yun Ni was even more shocked by her eyes, and her gaze at Wuxuan became even more incredible.

In the state of transforming the gods, the three souls and seven souls are called ten consciousness, and the three souls are called the three gods of Yin, Yang and Yuan. The seven souls are divided into Tianchong, Linghui, Qipu, Lipu, Center, Jingpu, and Yingpu.

Among them, Linghui is the second soul, which melts the second chakra between the eyebrows. Those who cultivate this knowledge have clear eyesight and have many magical functions. Those who preach and cultivate spiritual wisdom can even see through cause and effect.

Imagine that the cultivator of spiritual wisdom can see countless results before a battle has started, and it can be seen as terrible.

However, this is just a pass. The consciousness of the seven souls is far more difficult to cultivate than the three gods. Even in the past ten thousand years in Mo Yunxing, and even the Tianyun Sect, Yun Ni has never heard of anyone who can cultivate Linghui to great success. .

On the contrary, Buddhism has a magical power, Tianmu Tong is compatible with Xiu Linghui, in which there has been a peerless existence that can see through cause and effect.

Tianxiao Pavilion is in the sky, and Hushan is steep, Qin Xuan stands with his hands in his hands, and his hair is like snow.

He looked at Wuxuan and said lightly: "Do you know you cultivate spiritual wisdom?"

"Do not!"

His eyes were calm, "I also know that you cultivate yin god, yang god, spiritual wisdom, qi, two gods and two souls, a total of four senses!"

"Ten Consciousness, you cultivate the fourth, and the Sect Master of Illusory Cloud calls it the talent like a demon, the first person in the five thousand years of the Northern Desolation!

After the words fell, Wu Xuan's arrogant expression finally gradually became solemn.

These things, apart from his master, no one knows, especially the spirit is difficult to distinguish, even the Taoist monarch can not see that he has cultivated four senses in just a few glances.

Wuxuan contemplated, "Who the **** are you!"

"I?"

Qin Xuan smiled softly and said:

"Tianyun Sect, brother Nifeng!"

"No. Evergreen!"