Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan frowned. In his previous life, it was decades later after he left the Xianhuang Ruins.

Although he had never killed Ye Youhuang himself, Ye Youhuang had died after he traveled through the cultivation world and achieved success.

At that time, he had already achieved the Dao, and he never took Ye Youhuang seriously, nor did he ask about him carefully, but just heard about him in a hurry.

Ye Youhuang was arrogant and domineering in his life, and was the most favored prince of the Daqian Divine Kingdom.

It was hard to imagine that Ye Youhuang would burn everything just to kill him, Qin Xuan.

Not to mention that Qin Xuan had contacted Ye Youhuang as an unscrupulous person in the Yuyao Pass.

Even if he had met Ye Youhuang in his true form, the hatred between the two would not have reached this point.

Let a person sacrifice his life just to kill him?

The rune restriction of the Dragon Capture Finger was breaking. Ye Youhuang's attack was no less than the full-strength attack of a great power of the lower Dao. Sacrificing everything was no longer something that the Dragon Capture Finger could restrain.

Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped down, his figure was like a phantom, and at the same time, he pointed at the stars.

Amid the roar, Ye Youhuang seemed to be cut into pieces, his flesh and blood were turned upside down, and his body was covered in blood.

Only the murderous intent in his eyes and the dagger, as always, rushed straight towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan moved again, the Eternal Sword fell into his hand, the Eight Desolate Battle Body emerged, and he slashed out with a sword.

The sword energy turned into thousands of branches, forming a large shield.

Countless branches outlined countless layers, and were cut one by one by the dagger.

Boom!

Until the dagger stopped in mid-air, Ye Youhuang was laughing.

Even if Ye Youhuang burned everything, he could not kill Qin Xuan. This sword of green wood branches contained the sword art, which was created by Qin Xuan himself in his previous life. The sword energy turned into thousands of branches, which was enough to resist ten times the waves.

With Qin Xuan's current strength, Ye Youhuang could not surpass it even if he burned his whole life.

Ye Youhuang smiled miserably. He didn't even have much strength left. He was trapped by the branches of countless sword energy, and blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

"Senior, I, Ye Youhuang, have promised!"

His voice was hoarse, and he gradually became weak. His black hair turned pale and his face looked withered.

Qin Xuan frowned. Now he wanted to kill Ye Youhuang. Just one thought was enough.

But Qin Xuan didn't do it. He turned his head and looked at the red robe. Quietly, the red robe slipped off, revealing a childish and dull face.

"Emperor, Prince!?"

This was a girl, only twelve or thirteen years old. Her pupils were full of fear and uneasiness.

She looked at Ye Youhuang, at the sword energy that became branches, and Ye Youhuang was trapped in it, and he looked like an old man who was about to die.

Even so, the girl seemed to recognize Ye Youhuang.

Ye Youhuang suddenly smiled. He looked at the girl and called out softly, "Anu!"

At this moment, there was no arrogance or arrogance.

He looked at the young face, his life passed, his magic power burned out, his body seemed to be burned by fire, like rotten wood.

In the blur, he seemed to remember something.

During that period, Ye Youhuang was young. Among the princes of the Great Qian Kingdom, his mother died in the deep palace of low status, and Ye Youhuang was bullied.

There was only one daughter, two years older than him, named Anu, who depended on him for life and death.

Only she was willing to call Ye Youhuang a prince.

She once said that the prince would definitely become the most outstanding prince of the Great Qian Kingdom, arrogant and domineering, so that his palace servants would not dare to bully the prince again.

During that period, Ye Youhuang only wanted to become stronger and did not want to be bullied.

That year, Ye Youhuang was ten years old and had his Dao bone measured. His blood was pure, which was rare in the Great Qian Kingdom in 100,000 years.

That year, he was extremely excited and returned to the dilapidated palace, but saw that the girl named Anu, who was cowardly, kind, but strong, willing to shelter him from the wind and rain, and willing to call him the prince, was buried in a deserted well.

It is said that she just wanted to pick some fruits for the prince to celebrate the prince's Dao bone measurement.

That year, he was like a madman, and with a sharp sword, he killed 132 evil servants in his palace, and the entire royal family of the Great Qian Kingdom was shocked.

That year, he asked his father, who had not seen him since he was born, for the first time to save Anu, but in the end he only got an ice coffin that could ensure that the soul would not be scattered and the body would not decay.

"Anu, the prince has been arrogant for thousands of years, and he no longer needs the Hansu fruit."

"Anu, the Hansu fruit is bitter. It tastes bitter after thousands of years."

He smiled and looked at the girl, but his eyes were already in darkness.

Qin Xuan's eyes were slightly shaken. He looked at Ye Youhuang and then at the girl.

He didn't know why Ye Youhuang was like this, but he thought it was because of the girl.

The sword energy dissipated, and the Eternal Sword fell into his hand. Qin Xuan looked at the girl, the girl under the red robe.

There was a green leaf between the girl's eyebrows.

"Prince!"

The girl was almost crazy. She was just an ordinary person, but she could run in the air and catch Ye Youhuang.

"Prince, Prince!"

Wulian and others, and was even more stunned.

Who could have imagined that under the red robe, the one who crushed the four of them with one finger was actually a girl.

And this girl didn't have any magic power, she was just an ordinary person.

"Qin Changqing!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, neither male nor female, as if thousands of people spoke at the same time.

In the red robe, on the girl's head, the green leaf floated up, and the hazy green light enveloped Ye Youhuang and the girl, and even enveloped Qin Xuan, isolating everything.

"One Leaf Incarnation Technique!"

Qin Xuan looked at the green leaf, at that green leaf.

He was very familiar with this green leaf, because this green leaf, the One Leaf Incarnation Technique, was created by him.

Qin Xuan looked at the green leaf, "Knowing my One Leaf Incarnation Technique, as expected, you are the same as me."

The owner of the green leaf is definitely not in this life, but in the previous life.

In the previous life, in that vast fairyland, someone who was familiar with him.

Qing Ye trembled slightly, as if laughing, "It doesn't matter who I am. After the return of the ancients, only one of us can stay!"

"You asked before about the deal between Ye Youhuang and me."

"The deal is simple. One chance. Ye Youhuang kills you. If you die, I will save this girl. If you don't die, he dies, and I will also save this girl."

"I will teach this girl carefully and rebuild her body. The two of us who depend on each other for life, one dies and the other lives. This girl's way of life is... To kill you, Qin Changqing."

Qingye trembled slightly, "The seeds of hatred have been planted, Qin Changqing, I wonder what you will do?"

Qin Xuan looked at Qingye and spoke slowly, "Ye Youhuang killed himself, she came back to life, not because of the weapon in your hand!"

Qingye trembled even more, "Qin Changqing, don't forget, under your sword, there is also blood flowing."

"Under your feet, there are also mountains of corpses!"

Qin Xuan's eyes paused, his pupils seemed to have fairy patterns, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.

"Qin Changqing, in this life, you should die!"

The void cracked, and the realm of the Immortal Phoenix Ruins seemed to be broken by this Qingye's fingers.

In an instant, Qingye, Anu, and Ye Youhuang's bodies had already left.

The fairy patterns in Qin Xuan's eyes subsided, and he looked at the place where Qingye disappeared.

The lingering sound lingered in his ears, as if it would not dissipate!