Nine Turns Sword God

The white-bearded old man was even more shocked!

If Chu Shaoyang had only managed to take the previous two swords by chance, this third sword was a crushing blow!

How could he be so strong?

"Brother, how about we run first?"

Some people were scared.

Once Chu Shaoyang completed the trial, they would surely die!

The white-bearded old man nodded and wanted to run with a few people.

But as soon as he turned around, the snow fell again, directly blocking the entire master's hall!

Wen Yue said coldly: "My junior brother hasn't come out yet, you can't leave."

The six people were completely desperate!

They couldn't fight, and they couldn't run away!

There was only one way to die waiting for them!

"Fight her!"

The white-bearded old man took the lead, and the other five followed and fought with Wen Yue.

But Wen Yue was just playing with them, and she was afraid that she didn't even use 50% of her strength, and the six people couldn't hurt her at all.

In just three breaths, the next three swords were broken one after another!

The battle was deadlocked, but more and more swords were broken!

The sixth, the seventh, the eighth...

Until the ninth sword condensed, it turned out to be an invisible sword!

A red light flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes. Only with the Heavenly Eye could one see the nearly invisible sword!

The ninth sword, traceless!

Falling instantly!

The sword fell silently, killing people invisibly!

"Break!"

Chu Shaoyang shouted, and stabbed the invisible sword with a sword!

The invisible sword did not break, but was in a stalemate with the cloud whale, and had the upper hand!

He was stunned for a moment, and then he found the way.

Traceless, not only swordsmanship, but also integrated into the immortal art!

Immortal sword art!

The invisible sword constantly absorbs the immortal essence of heaven and earth, and can even absorb the power of the cloud whale.

If one cannot break this sword instantly, it will definitely fail!

Chu Shaoyang laughed: "You are the only one who can swallow?"

"I can do it too!"

The sword energy turned into clouds and mist, and a giant whale broke through the waves and swallowed!

The immortal essence that was originally taken away was taken back by Yunjing. As the power continued to grow, it gradually surpassed the invisible sword!

Crack, crack, crack——

The invisible sword was covered with cracks and finally broke!

When the sword broke, it was like an iron chain suddenly breaking, and a bright golden light shot up into the sky!

The blood-lettered sword book rose into the air, and the words on it flew out, one by one, imprinted on Chu Shaoyang's chest.

Chi, chi, chi——

It burned his flesh and blood, and it was extremely painful!

Immortal Art Brand!

The immortal art inheritance originated from blood, and only those with the same blood can comprehend it!

After absorbing the essence and blood, two lines of golden words appeared in Chu Shaoyang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Immortal sword art, hidden sword nine rings!

Use the body as a box, hide the sword in it, gather the nine swords and the body, and the body and sword become one!

Then the golden words turned into a figure, a handsome man.

"After three hundred years, someone finally passed the test I left behind and learned the Immortal Sword Technique."

"Remember, the Immortal Sword Technique is different from ordinary sword techniques. It is a completely different way of practice. If you practice this technique, you must not give up halfway, otherwise you will not be able to practice any technique in the world."

"Are you sure you want to practice?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled proudly without hesitation: "I have infinite talent, why should I fear the world?"

"Practice!"

The figure showed a touch of relief.

"Use the sword in your hand to pierce the heart vein, fuse the sword into your body, and condense the first sword seal."

"From now on, you will merge with this sword, possess the power and physical strength of this sword, and when you gather all nine swords, you will reach the pinnacle and enter the realm of sword immortals!"

Chu Shaoyang's pupils shrank, and then he slowly grasped the cloud whale and pierced his heart vein fiercely!

Poof!

The chest was pierced, and he trembled in pain, and kept vomiting blood in his mouth!

"Junior brother!"

Wen Yue was horrified!

Is this kid crazy? He actually committed suicide?

The white-bearded old man was overjoyed and laughed, "It is said that the sect leader died with resentment. Those with weak minds will be bewitched by resentment and draw their swords to kill themselves!"

"No matter how talented he is, he deserves to die if he is weak-minded!"

The others were also secretly delighted.

Wen Yue was so worried about her junior brother that she would definitely save him first. This was the best time for them to escape!

When Wen Yue was about to make a move, an astonishing sword intent burst out from Chu Shaoyang's body!

The cloud whale in his hand turned into a cloud and mist and merged into the heart meridian, and then turned into a sword seal in the shape of a cloud whale.

The endless clouds and mist spread, lifting Chu Shaoyang's body into the air.

Mini cloud whales surrounded him, containing terrifying sword intent, which was more than twice as strong as before!

When the cloud whale merged with his body, Chu Shaoyang seemed to have reached a whole new level!

The realm of sword soul!

Ten thousand swords rang together, and the sword flew through the sky!

Killing enemies with a sword within ten miles, gods and ghosts are unpredictable!

The Sanqing Immortal Ring vibrated, and after absorbing part of the sword intent of the cloud whale, a mark identical to the one on the chest condensed on the ring.

A throne rose from the ground, built with clouds and mist, and then derived an ancient city on the cloud.

The fifth ancient city represents his entry into the second level of the reincarnation realm!

The moment Chu Shaoyang opened his eyes, the sea of ​​clouds around him spread out, covering the entire sect master's hall!

Palm-sized cloud whales floated around, looking white and fat and very cute.

But the five people dared not move.

Because they felt the extremely terrifying sword intent in the small cloud whale!

Tell them directly that they will die if they touch it!

"Now it's time to settle the account."

Chu Shaoyang slowly raised his hand, and the clouds and mist gathered and condensed into a long sword.

The sword was condensed by the mist and looked very fragile and had no lethality.

The white-bearded old man snorted coldly: "You think you can kill us?"

"What a fool's dream!"

He urged his immortal power, and the phantoms of five ancient cities appeared, rushing towards Chu Shaoyang.

A cloud whale swam in front of him, and the white-bearded old man punched it directly!

But the fist went straight through the cloud whale, as if hitting the air!

The white-bearded old man's face suddenly changed: "This thing actually devours my immortal power?"

He was so scared that his face turned pale, and he immediately stopped his momentum and retreated, but accidentally bumped into the other two.

In an instant, his breath dropped by as much as 30%!

Wen Yue's eyes were full of golden light: "Is this the Immortal Sword Technique?"

"You actually comprehended the Immortal Sword Technique so quickly!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "The secret Immortal Sword Technique of the Wuliang Sword Sect, the Hidden Sword Nine Rings, this is just the first sword."

"But each sword depends on the absorbed immortal sword, and the effect is completely different. As for this sword, I named it Yun Ni."

The mist sword danced lightly, and ten cloud whales swam towards the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man was so scared that his face turned pale!

These cloud whales have no entity and cannot be broken by immortal power. They even have no breath and are difficult to sense!

If you accidentally hit one, you will be devoured by 10% of your immortal power, and you can be devoured alive!

As the name suggests, drowning in the clouds can only feel extinction in despair.

The white-bearded old man hurriedly dodged, turning his body again and again, avoiding those cloud whales like snakes and scorpions.

His eyes were locked on Chu Shaoyang.

No matter how weird his sword is, if you kill him, you can break it!

"Die!"

Purple fire rose from the white-bearded old man's fist, it was actually the sixth-grade Hong-level spiritual fire!

One punch!

Chu Shaoyang had a calm face, and the mist sword in his hand gently pierced through the white-bearded old man's body.

The next moment, the white-bearded old man turned into clouds and mist, and disappeared in an instant!