Nine Turns Sword God

"No!"

Chu Shaoyang frantically urged his immortal power, and the bloodworms in his heart began to exert their strength.

The blood flow rate increased five times, and with the power of the immortal bone, he temporarily broke free from the restraints.

It was not that the restraints disappeared, but that his own senses weakened, which in disguise reduced the opponent's momentum suppression!

He stood up, and the rolling sword intent turned into clouds and mist, condensing into two mist swords!

Nine days of blue clouds!

The two swords came out together and slashed fiercely at the flame dragon!

"Is this Bai Zhi's swordsmanship?"

Zhao Haotian's eyes flashed with surprise.

Boom!

The two swords collided with the fire dragon and were instantly swallowed up by the flames!

The gap is too big!

Chu Shaoyang gritted his teeth and roared: "Senior, there is a misunderstanding!"

"Please listen to my explanation!"

The flame dragon was about to hit Chu Shaoyang.

A cunning look flashed in the man's eyes, and he was overjoyed!

I told you to meddle in other people's business, and you deserve to die!

Suddenly, the giant dragon of fire disappeared, and the sky was filled with sparks.

Chu Shaoyang felt his body lighten, and the terrifying pressure suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Haotian asked: "What is your relationship with Bai Zhi?"

Without waiting for Chu Shaoyang to answer, Haishan replied: "Bai Zhi is my master, and this is my elder brother. My master entrusted me to him."

Zhao Haotian looked puzzled: "Are you Haishan?"

Haishan nodded: "Yes!"

"It was a misunderstanding just now. We heard the name Zhao Rilong from Elder Yuhong."

Chu Shaoyang also explained: "Old Yu has a piece of soul-suppressing iron, and I want to ask the senior to open it and forge it into a sword."

"But Old Yu only told me to find Zhao Rilong. I didn't know that the senior's real name was Zhao Haotian. I didn't mean to offend you!"

The two bowed their hands.

Zhao Haotian suddenly realized and said unhappily: "He is hundreds of years old and still gives people nicknames!"

"I will settle this account with him when I have time!"

He slowly fell down holding Ling'er.

Zhao Linger said tearfully: "Dad, aren't you going to teach them a lesson?"

Zhao Haotian patiently explained: "It's all misunderstandings, no one is laughing at you and your mother."

"If you are so angry, why don't you beat them up?"

Zhao Linger shook her head: "Mom said that beating people is not a good child, so I won't beat people!"

Zhao Haotian smiled with relief: "Linger is still obedient."

"Go to the backyard to play, Dad will accompany you after he is done."

Zhao Linger pouted again: "You are busy every day, and you said you will accompany me after you are done, but you are never done!"

"I will ignore you!"

She ran away after she said that, and Zhao Haotian could only sigh helplessly.

"Follow me."

He turned and walked in.

Chu Shaoyang and Haishan got up and followed, but the two didn't know whether they should go in.

The man was inexplicably confident: "We came from the Four Elephants Academy, and Master, you are also the second-level elder of the Elder Council, with a status as noble as yours?"

"If we are not worthy of going in, who else is worthy?"

The woman was not stupid, but she did have something to ask for, so she went in with a try-it attitude.

But as soon as the two reached the door, they heard Zhao Haotian shouting: "Stop!"

"You are not allowed to enter!"

The man blurted out: "Why?"

"These two young boys can enter, but my master and I are from the Four Symbols Academy, why are we not allowed to enter?"

Zhao Haotian paused and stared at the man coldly: "Because this is my home."

"Get out!"

The invisible air wave roared and hit the two people fiercely.

The woman took three steps back, but was only repelled by the air and was not injured.

The man was shocked to spit blood and knelt on the ground, almost fainting!

"Sorry to bother you, senior, we will leave now."

The woman glanced at the man, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

The aura that Zhao Haotian just released was much weaker than when he was angry just now.

Chu Shaoyang resisted Zhao Haotian's move with that aura. Even if he was not his opponent, he had the courage.

But the man couldn't even withstand this aura, which was really embarrassing!

The woman turned and left, but the man was full of anger, staring at Chu Shaoyang and the other two.

You wait for me!

He hurried to catch up.

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly: "You are not good at it, but you are so narrow-minded."

"Si Xiang Academy... It seems that he has one of the quotas for the exchange meeting."

Haishan snorted coldly: "If he dares to come, I will beat him to kowtow and call him grandpa!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled but said nothing.

The two followed Zhao Haotian to a separate courtyard.

Nine dragon pillars were erected here, connected to the central forge with iron chains, emitting a scorching breath.

Zhao Haotian stretched out his hand: "Give me the thing."

Chu Shaoyang handed over the soul-suppressing iron, but heard Zhao Haotian complain: "Such a big piece?"

"You are a water bug, causing trouble for me all day long!"

The two were stunned for a moment, obviously trying to hold back their laughter.

Water bug...

Whoever else gave him a nickname, he was not much better.

Zhao Haotian said calmly: "It will take some time to cut the soul-suppressing iron, you can walk around."

"Remember, don't touch anything protected by the formation, you will die."

The two nodded, and then walked around the mansion.

Haishan suddenly thought of something: "Brother, I'll go to the backyard."

"I made that girl cry just now, I have to apologize."

Chu Shaoyang nodded and walked into the house alone.

There are many weapons in this room, including swords, spears, swords and halberds.

The house has two floors, the lower floor is open and the upper floor is narrow.

He walked around and found that most of the weapons on the lower floor were Hong-level weapons, and there was no Huang-level weapon.

Could it be that all the wild-level weapons are on the second floor?

Chu Shaoyang stepped onto the second floor. The ceiling was very low and he could only walk with his back bent.

Sure enough, there were wild-level weapons on the second floor, but there were only ten of them.

In the innermost was a broken sword, with a gap in the blade and half of the sword shoulder missing, and there was not much space left to hold it.

Chu Shaoyang was quite curious, why was there a broken sword here?

Suddenly, a black light flashed on the broken sword.

A black-clothed boy flew out of the sword and stared at Chu Shaoyang excitedly!

"Live box!"

"Finally I found it!"

He flew towards Chu Shaoyang and went straight into his body.

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"

The black-clothed boy walked around in his body, and then stared at the sword mark on his chest in amazement.

"A sword made from the bones of a seventh-level demon beast in the Samsara Realm?"

"I didn't expect that you not only have a good body, but also have such a unique sword hidden in your body!"

Chu Shaoyang was confused: "Are you a sword spirit?"

The black-clothed boy nodded: "Yes, I am the sword spirit of the black sword in front of you."

"Since it was broken, I have been wandering for more than 400 years, and finally found a suitable sword box."

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant.

"You mean, I am a sword box?"

This time it was the black-clothed young man's turn to be confused.

"Practicing the art of hiding the sword, why do you ask such a question?"

"Don't you know what you are practicing?"

Chu Shaoyang became more and more curious: "You also know the art of hiding the sword?"

"Your master has also practiced the art of immortal swordsmanship?"

The black-clothed boy's face changed again and again: "What a mess?"

"My master is a master-level sword cultivator, using his body as a box to nourish the sword."

"Since you can also nourish the sword, aren't you a master-level?"