Nine Turns Sword God

Su Yuner pursed her red lips, and a hint of girlish shyness flashed in her eyes.

Although Chu Shaoyang noticed it, he just smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Feng Yue suddenly thought of something: "By the way, if you ran out today, will anyone guess anything?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "I said you came to me and wanted to return the immortal weapon you gave me, but I refused, and we had a quarrel about it."

"I left the Immortal Sect for a while to avoid you. As for where I went, you can make up whatever you want."

Feng Yue immediately showed an excited expression.

"Acting? I like acting the most!"

"Don't worry, I will never make a mistake!"

Chu Shaoyang's mouth twitched slightly.

I have a bad premonition...

After sending Su Yuner and Feng Yue back, Chu Shaoyang continued to practice.

Early the next morning, someone came to inform him to attend the celebration ceremony.

But he didn't expect that Tang Qianyue specially ordered someone to order a fairy weapon soft armor to attend the celebration ceremony.

"So formal?"

Chu Shaoyang looked at the white soft armor.

Fine workmanship, rare materials, and an eighth-grade immortal weapon of the universe!

If this is sold, it will be worth at least five immortal crystals!

After changing into soft armor, Chu Shaoyang rushed to the main hall of the sect master.

The celebration ceremony was held in the square outside the hall, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The visitors were either rich or noble, all of whom were children of large families in the immortal world. They were dressed in noble and luxurious clothes, showing their nobility.

But there were also those who did not follow the ordinary path, such as Feng Qingyang, the head of the Feng family.

He was dressed in plain clothes, with his hair loose, and was free and easy.

"Head of the Feng family!"

Everyone saluted and greeted him.

Feng Qingyang just nodded politely and did not speak.

Not far away, he suddenly stopped and looked at Chu Shaoyang.

Everyone also found Chu Shaoyang there, and their gossip hearts were rekindled.

"I heard that the little princess went to Ning Wuqing a few days ago and asked for the immortal weapon that she was supposed to give him, but she didn't get it back."

"For this, the little princess was furious and chased Ning Wuqing across half of the immortal sect. Many people saw it."

"Ask the world, what is love? It makes people's pockets empty!"

Many people looked at Chu Shaoyang with contempt.

Chu Shaoyang looked calm, but he was quite speechless in his heart.

I knew I shouldn't trust Feng Yue!

Feng Qingyang just glanced at him, then retracted his gaze and sat down.

Feng Yue deliberately winked at him and pretended to be angry.

The discussion became more and more.

Chu Shaoyang didn't care, but looked at the guests who came from afar.

The Yan family arrived second, the Lin family was the third, and then the Xue family.

The heads of the Dong, Qing, and Jin families were late.

Chu Shaoyang put one hand behind his back and approached the Qiankun bag.

As long as he activated his immortal power, he could activate the sound transmission talisman in the Qiankun bag and let Su Yuner come to report the news.

But the three family heads had not arrived yet, so he planned to wait a little longer.

At this time, a group of seven people came in the air, talking and laughing.

The people who came were the three family heads and their children.

"Sorry, I was delayed by something and came late."

Dong Zihao smiled and didn't look like he was apologizing at all.

Qing Yuanzhe walked side by side with Jin Ye, the head of the Jin family, with a calm expression, as if he didn't know the news of the death of the three fairy children.

Chu Shaoyang laughed in his heart: "All the clan members are dead, and you still have the mood to drink?"

"What a big heart!"

As usual, he stepped forward to greet them and bowed: "Ning Wuqing of Wuji Xianzong, meet the three family heads."

The three stopped and stared at him at the same time, with different expressions.

"Congratulations!"

Jin Ye returned the greeting: "What an honor to be the leader of the Seven Immortals?"

"I was a little cold to you before, not to embarrass you, but I'm not familiar with you."

"See you today, I'll punish myself with a glass first!"

He picked up the wine pot on the table next to him and poured a glass, drinking it all.

The warriors present were all stunned.

"Before, the head of the Dong family said that he would fight Ning Wuqing to death, and the heads of the Qing and Jin families both supported it."

"Why is it that today, the head of the Jin family seems to be a different person?"

"Nonsense, the past was the past, and now is now. If it were you, the second-to-last immortal family, would you dare to offend the leader of the Seven Immortals?"

Many people gradually understood.

"You spineless thing!"

Dong Zihao snorted coldly: "You just became the leader of the Seven Immortals, but you're already fawning on me before you even take the position of Young Master?"

"You're the head of a family, aren't you ashamed?"

Jin Ye didn't care: "Right is right, wrong is wrong."

"If you can correct your mistakes, what's wrong with that?"

Dong Zihao was very angry, and he left Jin Ye and sat down.

Qing Yuanzhe also snorted coldly, and immediately drew a line with Jin Ye, and sat with Dong Zihao.

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly.

Jin Ye is a fence-sitter, not a threat, but it's a pity that Jin Ziyue is a scumbag.

I wonder if Jin Ye will turn hostile on the spot when he finds out that he killed Jin Ziyue?

Everyone sat down.

Chu Shaoyang sat next to Tang Qianyue, and nearby were other members of the Seven Immortals.

Tang Qianyue said loudly: "Today's ceremony is to celebrate the new generation of Wuji Seven Immortals."

"Each family can send out outstanding children, and choose one to challenge. If you win, you can choose a treasure in the Immortal Sect's treasury."

Most warriors have long been accustomed to it, and only the small families who have just joined are shocked by this.

The Immortal Sect's treasury contains many treasures in the immortal world.

Choosing one to take away is something they dare not dream of!

"Who will go first?"

Tang Qianyue's eyes swept across the heads of the families, especially the seven ancient martial arts immortals.

Among the people present, only the fairy children carefully cultivated by the Guwu Immortal Family are qualified to challenge the Wuji Seven Immortals.

But after waiting for a long time, no one spoke.

"Since no one is leading, let our Xue family go first."

Xue Xiaohan patted the shoulder of the young man in green robe beside him.

"Xue Chong, the fairy child of the Xue family, the ninth level of Lingxu Realm."

"Practicing the unique skills of the Xue family, Tianbing Jue, can fight across a small level and rival the half-step immortal realm."

Xue Chong stood up and bowed to everyone.

But his movements were a little stiff, and his whole body was full of cold air.

It's more like a moving ice sculpture than a human!

Chu Shaoyang was very familiar with this cold air. It was the cold air in the Night Soul Lotus Pond, which came from the Yongshuang Immortal Bone.

It can absorb the power of the immortal bone and use it for itself. No wonder he has the strength to fight across levels.

Xue Xiaohan smiled: "Xue Zhong, who are you going to challenge?"

Xue Zhong looked directly at Chu Shaoyang, raised his hand and pointed: "The leader of the seven immortals, Ning Wuqing!"

Immediately, there was an uproar!

"You challenge the leader of the seven immortals right away?"

"If you challenge others, you will definitely win, but it is not certain to challenge Ning Wuqing."

"After all, he is the one who defeated Jiang Ming, and he is also the peerless genius who lit up the star master. Even the sect master is optimistic about him. Xue Zhong may not be able to beat him."

Xue Zhong came to the center of the square.

The place here is specially reserved for the competition.

Xue Zhong stared at Chu Shaoyang and said lightly: "Come down and fight with me."

Chu Shaoyang raised an arc at the corner of his mouth, jumped up, and landed five meters in front of him.

"Please teach me."

Xue Zhong pulled out a pestle, all made of ice crystals.

He glanced at Chu Shaoyang contemptuously and smiled: "No teaching."

"You will lose this battle!"