Nine Turns Sword God

Chapter 1197 Ask the Immortal!

Chu Shaoyang nodded and walked forward with the key.

His spirit had sensed Wen Yue's breath, hiding on the dome.

When he arrived in front of the formation, Chu Shaoyang took out the key.

Nine golden lights gushed out of the key and sank into the nine chains respectively.

Clang---

The chains vibrated and turned into nine completely different swords, slowly falling on Chu Shaoyang's head.

Chu Shaoyang thought it was not good.

He just made up that it needed the blood of a sword cultivator to open it, but he didn't expect that the sect master had a backup plan!

Boom!

The nine kinds of sword intents rolled down, pressing Chu Shaoyang to kneel on one knee, and his bones 'cracked'!

The Black Soul Seven Killers all took several steps back, staring at Chu Shaoyang vigilantly.

Suddenly, the first sword above his head fell!

A loud shout sounded out of nowhere in Chu Shaoyang's mind!

The first sword, thunder surged!

Boom!

The sword was like lightning, piercing Chu Shaoyang's body fiercely.

Thunder exploded, and countless arcs of electricity danced on his body.

His flesh was torn apart, but his skin was not hurt at all!

Chu Shaoyang exclaimed in his heart: "The power of this sword is no less than a first-grade wild sword technique!"

"It actually has the ability to hit a bull from a distance!"

He is already a one-ring fighting god, and his body is strong and tough, several times harder than diamond!

Even so, the thunder is omnipresent and directly drilled into his body to wreak havoc!

Unfortunately, if it were an ordinary person, he might have died long ago, but Chu Shaoyang has the immortal bone to protect his body!

The red immortal power instantly wrapped and swallowed the lightning, dissolving the power of this sword.

Chu Shaoyang gasped and cursed the sect master for being a thief. If he didn't have the immortal bone, he would have died here!

"Nine Swords to the Immortal, there is actually such a test!"

The white-bearded old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Only those who can bear the nine swords can inherit the inheritance of the Immortal Sect and have the qualifications to practice swordsmanship."

"Fortunately, it was this kid who tested it, otherwise we would be the ones to die."

The only woman in white was surprised: "This kid is not dead yet!"

"He still has a breath!"

The white-bearded old man's eyes lit up: "Pull him out, take care of him, and then throw him in to take the second sword!"

The white-clothed woman nodded, flashed to the front of the formation, and was about to pull Chu Shaoyang out.

Chu Shaoyang secretly cursed the old man for being despicable, really using him as a beast?

But as soon as the white-clothed woman made a move, the iron chain vibrated, and the nine swords actually changed direction at the same time, instantly shooting out sword energy!

Puff puff puff...

The nine swords pierced through the body, instantly killing the white-clothed woman!

Hiss——

The other six people took a breath of cold air.

Fortunately, they didn't get close, otherwise they would be dead!

The old man with white beard spat: "Despicable old thief, the trial cannot be interrupted after it has started!"

"If this kid dies, who else can take these nine swords for us?"

The man in yellow robe suggested: "Why not wait, whoever comes closer will be captured, and we can always get the other eight people."

The old man with white beard cursed: "Idiot, do you think that old man is as stupid as you?"

"If it is so easy to pass the trial, the sword skills would have been taken away long ago, how could it be our turn?"

The man in yellow robe was speechless after being scolded.

The old man with white beard was helpless: "I also want to spare your life, but unfortunately the rules of the trial are like this."

"If you want to live, you must be able to withstand the remaining eight swords."

Chu Shaoyang completely put down his disguise and smiled: "Finally, I don't have to pretend anymore."

He straightened his back, how could he look so listless before?

Several people were shocked!

"Isn't he injured?"

"He's actually pretending?"

The white-bearded old man realized that he had been deceived: "Little bastard, you're hiding so well!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled faintly: "You said I was a dog? I think you're more like a dog!"

"When I pass the trial and learn the swordsmanship, I'll kill you with my own hands!"

He injected immortal power into the key and immediately attracted the second sword.

The blue sword contains the power of Feng Xian Yuan!

The second sword, Feng Yin!

Thousands of breezes turned into fine sword energy and shot out!

The white-bearded old man shouted: "Stop him quickly, don't let him pass the trial!"

The remaining five people immediately rushed to the formation and urged their immortal power to attack.

But at this time, the man in green showed a smile.

Bang!

A punch hit the back of the white-bearded old man!

The white-bearded old man was unprepared and was directly spit blood and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground!

"Brother!"

Several people were shocked and turned their heads to see that it was the man in green who made the move!

"Zifeng, are you crazy?"

Zhao Zifeng laughed: "Old dog, do you really think I didn't hold back?"

This look and tone are clearly Chu Shaoyang!

"You!"

The white-bearded old man looked incredulous: "The immortal art of controlling the soul, you are still an immortal master?"

Immortal art and swordsmanship, plus a rare resuscitation technique...

What is the origin of this kid?

But now that things have come to this, there is only one way to go, which is to kill Chu Shaoyang!

"Kill him!"

The five people immediately turned around and surrounded the man in green with all their strength.

The man in green was no match for the five people and was soon killed.

At the same time, the whistling wind was cut off by Chu Shaoyang's sword, and the second sword was broken!

"You withstood the second sword?"

The white-bearded old man was shocked and angry: "You hid so deeply!"

"Zifeng is dead, who else can protect you?"

Chu Shaoyang laughed: "Old dog, you underestimate me!"

He snapped his fingers, and countless snowflakes fell from the dome.

Several people were stunned for a moment. The moment they were touched by the snowflakes, their flesh and blood was cut open, as if they were cut by a sword!

"Falling Snow Sword!"

"It's Wenyue!"

The old man with a white beard suddenly raised his head and saw a flash of silver light falling from the sky!

The second-grade desolate level swordsmanship, Silver Frost Falling Blade!

The silver sword energy shot out, instantly piercing the white-bearded old man's shoulder and cutting off his arm!

The remaining five people were also severely injured by the sword energy, with countless sword wounds all over their bodies, and their faces were filled with fear!

The white-bearded old man asked angrily: "As a student of the Four Winds Academy, you actually took advantage of someone's danger to carry out a sneak attack?"

"Do you also want to steal sword skills?"

Wen Yue sneered: "With a bastard like you, why do you need to be moral?"

"Junior brother and I come from the same sect. If he gets the sword technique, it means I get the sword technique. How can we argue about this?"

All six people were stunned!

Junior brother?

This kid is actually Wen Yue's junior brother?

"No wonder!"

The white-bearded old man was furious: "He is your junior brother, so everything is explained."

"Boy, I underestimated you!"

The corner of Chu Shaoyang's mouth curled up: "Senior sister, play with them first, but don't kill them."

"When I get the sword skills, I will kill them myself!"

Wen Yue nodded.