Nine Turns Sword God

Zheng Qian snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

"It's just weakening part of my power. Do you really think you will win?"

He formed a seal with one hand, and the thick Fire Immortal Essence gathered in his palm, igniting a raging fire!

The palm of his hand rubbed against the heavy sword, and the flames clung to the sword.

The Fire Immortal Yuan and the Sword Intent merge into one, and their power skyrockets!

"The flames destroy Jiutian!"

Zheng Qian strikes out again!

The flaming sword energy moved faster and collided with the previous black sword energy, turning into a cross sword energy.

The two swords overlap, and anyone under the seventh level of the spiritual void realm can be killed!

"good!"

The warriors clapped their hands and applauded.

"Using fairy magic to enhance the power of sword moves, so that ordinary sword moves can rival the power of fairy sword moves!"

"As expected of the younger generation, he is the number one sword cultivator, and he is worthy of the name of Sword Immortal!"

"If Qinglian Sword Immortal doesn't take action, that kid will be dead!"

Qinglian Sword Immortal's eyes were full of confusion.

He wanted to save Chu Shaoyang, but his sword power was weak, and he would die if he went there.

Can we just watch Chu Shaoyang die?

Chu Shaoyang did not rush to take action, but turned to look at him.

"I understand your pain of losing a loved one, but I don't understand what you did."

"The sword in my hand will help me achieve whatever I wish in my heart, and I will never run away from it!"

He held the blade of the sword and swung it hard!

puff!

The blood spilled was swallowed up by the Blood Sword, exuding stronger sword intent!

Cry blood!

Absorb 30% of the vitality and enhance the power of sword moves by 30%!

The sword intent surging in the body exploded, rising again and again, until it reached its peak!

Great master, the realm of great success!

Infinite Sword Intent!

The sword is infinite, and I am invincible!

Stab out with a sword!

Black and red sword energy poured down from the sky!

Wan Jiantian is coming!

The two sword energies collided.

In an instant, countless sword rains shattered, but more sword energy followed.

The cross sword energy retreated again and again until it exhausted all its power and exploded!

The remaining half of the sword energy penetrated the smoke and went straight to Zheng Qian!

"What?"

Zheng Qian looked in disbelief: "You are actually a great master!"

He held the heavy sword and crazily activated his immortal power.

Use your sword as a shield and resist with all your might.

Dangdangdang——

After a series of sounds, Zheng Qian collapsed on the ground.

The heavy sword is covered with sword marks.

And the land around him has already been cut into tens of thousands of ravines by the sword energy, and it is devastated!

"You lost."

Chu Shaoyang put away the Xue Ming Sword and said calmly: "From today on, I will inherit the name of Sword Immortal."

"The name is—Wuji!"

Zheng Qian stared at him blankly for a long time, stood up with difficulty, and handed over his hands: "I am convinced of this battle!"

"Forgive me for offending me before. It's just because I practice swordsmanship like this and I speak freely. Please forgive me!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter."

"You and I are both sword cultivators, and we both have arrogance. This is what a sword cultivator should be like."

Zheng Qian's face was filled with joy: "Although Wuji Sword Immortal is young, his heart makes me ashamed."

"It's not like we don't know each other today. If there is another opportunity to discuss in the future, I will be on call!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled and nodded: "Definitely!"

Zheng Qian handed over his hand, then picked up the heavy sword and left in a swagger.

The onlookers looked at each other in disbelief, all of them looked guilty and apologized with their hands in hand.

"I was wrong before, and I apologize."

"Wuji Sword Immortal is young and promising, worthy of the name of Sword Immortal. We made a mistake."

Chu Shaoyang didn't take it seriously: "Next time when others are worshiping, don't disturb them."

Everyone hurriedly agreed and left in a hurry.

Qinglian Sword Immortal looked at him blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart and he didn't know how to speak.

Chu Shaoyang sighed: "To be honest, I came to see my senior this time because I wanted to ask for an immortal sword of the second level or above."

"But if senior insists on sealing the sword and sealing the heart, please forgive me for disturbing you."

Qinglian Sword Immortal smiled bitterly: "Sealing the sword and sealing the heart is really not what I want, I just have no choice."

"I am old, my talents are limited, but my enemy is the Lord of the Immortal Realm, and I know there is no hope of revenge."

"But you are different."

He held Chu Shaoyang's hand and said earnestly: "I can tell through your sword intention that you are not young and energetic, but you have a heart that is fearless and invincible."

"It is born from your heart, and it is born from your talent. It is the source of your strength."

Qinglian Sword Immortal took out the Qiankun Bag, swiped his finger, and a flash of blue light flashed through.

It's a sword.

A three-foot-long, cyan-colored, third-grade celestial sword with a lotus-shaped hilt!

There is just a gap in the sword, and the crack spreads to the other side, and it may break at any time.

Qinglian Sword Immortal sighed: "This is my sword, Qinglian."

"It has been with me for half my life, but because my skills were inferior to others, it was almost broken by the Immortal Emperor."

"I am not worthy of him now, but I am useful to you."

He handed Qinglian to Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang observed carefully and found that the sword was not only severely damaged, but also had a seal.

It was not revealed by others, but the spirit in the sword sealed itself!

"They say the sword is like the heart, and it's true."

Chu Shaoyang said distressedly: "If you want to use this sword, you not only have to practice it, but you also have to persuade it."

Qinglian Sword Immortal smiled awkwardly: "My sword naturally follows my will."

"But I believe that you will be able to repair this sword, unlock the seal, and unleash its true power."

Chu Shaoyang raised his hand and said, "Thank you, senior, for giving me the sword."

Qinglian Sword Immortal watched the two people leave and sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone with mixed emotions.

"I am old after all, and I cannot compete with the young."

"But don't worry, even if I can't, he will definitely be able to do it."

"Let him take my place and keep going!"

He slowly closed his eyes, the vitality in his body dissipated, and his body gradually turned into dust and merged into the earth.

A generation of sword immortals passed away...

Chu Shaoyang and Lin Yun didn't walk far, but a ray of green light flew over and instantly drilled into Chu Shaoyang's Qiankun bag.

"Is this, the breath of Qinglian Sword Immortal?"

He and Lin Yun looked at each other, confused.

Chu Shaoyang opened the Qiankun bag and found that the ray of light had drilled into the transparent fragments left by Ye Tianming.

The fragments were no longer transparent, and there was a green dot the size of fine sand.

Lin Yun sensed for a long time before saying: "Qinglian Sword Immortal has passed away!"

"This group of green light should be his residual soul, why did it fly here?"

Chu Shaoyang shook his head, also unable to understand why.

He tried to inject immortal power into the fragments, but the fragments did not react.

After trying the power of immortal essence, blood, sword intent, etc., there was still no reaction.

"Strange."

Chu Shaoyang muttered to himself: "What's the use of just absorbing the residual soul?"

At this time, Lin Yun suddenly took out the sound transmission sound.

A middle-aged man's voice came from it.

"Yun'er, your brother is back!"

Lin Yun was stunned: "He came out of retreat?"

"Already at home?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "His breakthrough was very smooth this time. Except for Jiang Ming, the other fairies may not be his opponents."

"Please ask the emperor's descendant to come over. I have something important to discuss."

Lin Yun looked at Chu Shaoyang and was about to say something, but saw Chu Shaoyang motioning him to nod.

"Okay, I'll go and invite him."

After the sound transmission, Lin Yun said in confusion: "You don't want to go?"

Chu Shaoyang shook his head: "Going there without a reason, it's hard to explain."

"Why not, just say that you are here to welcome your brother. I have a good relationship with you and was invited. It's not too late to talk after the banquet."