Nine Turns Sword God

Chu Shaoyang shook his head: "It's just that the spiritual roots have been improved, and the realm is still the ninth level of the Sky Control Realm."

Zhu Jun was shocked again, sensing Chu Shaoyang's state.

It really is the ninth level of the Sky Control Realm!

"The ninth level of the Sky Control Realm has an aura comparable to the peak of the third level of the True Martial Realm."

"Young master's talent is truly terrifying!"

Chu Shaoyang chuckled: "Okay, lead the way."

Zhu Jun stopped flattering, but took out a simple scroll and handed it to Chu Shaoyang.

"This thing is the ancestral treasure of my Zhu family."

Chu Shaoyang finished the scroll and suddenly felt the breath of the formation.

The scroll is sealed, and even if you use the Demonic Dragon Eyes, you can't see clearly what's inside.

However, this formation is only a fourth-grade formation, so it is not difficult to crack.

Zhu Jun said helplessly: "Young Master was leaving in a hurry that day, so I didn't have time to hand this thing over to you."

"Later, the young master went into seclusion to practice, and I didn't want to disturb him, so it was delayed until now."

Speaking of this, he looked worried: "Young master, are you sure you can defeat Xu Zhitian?"

Obviously, Zhu Jun was worried that Chu Shaoyang could not unlock the seal of the treasure and would not be Xu Zhitian's opponent.

Chu Shaoyang said confidently: "It's just Xu Zhitian, why should I worry about it?"

"Lead the way."

Zhu Jun wanted to say something else, but all he could say was a sigh.

…

On the south side of Xingyue Ancient City, there is a small square called Xingtan.

At this time, a high platform was built on the star altar.

Led by Xu Zhitian, hundreds of Xu family members were firmly seated on the high platform.

Looking at the warriors gathered below, their faces were full of pride.

"The master of the house is still smart and deliberately publicized this competition."

"When the head of the family defeats that boy and regains the Zhu family, many families will come here to admire him!"

"Incorporating them together can greatly enhance the strength of our Xu family. It is not a bad idea to even secure the position of the number one ancient clan under the thousand-year-old ancient clan!"

The clan elders were extremely excited, as if they had seen the day when the Xu family defeated a group of centuries-old clans.

Xu Zhitian smiled and thought: "If the Zhu family obediently hand over the treasure, they can still be my Xu family's dog and save their lives."

"It's a pity that Zhu Jun is so stupid that he even dragged a young boy to accompany him to death."

The eldest elder Xu Hu also sneered disdainfully: "I heard that that boy killed Wu Zhenyue with one person, but he couldn't even defeat that good-for-nothing Qian Laoer. This shows that the rumors are false."

"That boy is no match for you, the head of the family."

Xu Zhitian became more and more proud.

He glanced around and saw that there was no one in the stands opposite.

"You dare to make a promise to fight, but you dare not show your face?"

Xu Hu sneered: "Maybe that old loser has escaped long ago with his waste!"

"How dare I compete with you?"

The crowd roared with laughter.

The warriors who were watching outside all laughed at Zhu Jun and Chu Shaoyang for being such cowards.

"Old dog, are you so anxious to die?"

A slightly joking voice came from the periphery of the crowd.

Everyone quickly turned their heads.

I saw Zhu Jun leading Chu Shaoyang and a group of Zhu family members to the other side of the stands.

"Zhu Jun, you are finally here!"

Xu Zhitian smiled contemptuously, and his eyes fell on Chu Shaoyang again.

"Dare you challenge me? You are very brave!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "I have always been very courageous."

He walked directly onto the ring and looked at Xu Zhitian: "Come up."

"Hurry up and finish the fight. I have to go back to practice."

Everyone was stunned!

"Listening to his tone, it seems that defeating the Xu family leader is effortless?"

"Joke! Who is the head of the Xu family?"

"With four hundred years of foundation, he is the twelfth-ranked leader of the Xu family among the twenty century-old ancient clans!"

"Isn't it just a matter of moving your fingers to kill such a young boy?"

Xu Zhitian was angered by Chu Shaoyang's frivolous tone.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stood up slowly: "Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will help you!"

Walking down the stands, he stopped a hundred meters away from Chu Shaoyang.

He was not in a hurry to take action, but looked at Chu Shaoyang with a smile.

"Now, abolish your cultivation, kowtow and apologize, and I will spare your life."

"Not only that, I can also let you enter my Xu family and be a watchdog to ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Everyone laughed!

"Do dogs get such good treatment these days?"

"What are you still doing? Just agree!"

Chu Shaoyang was not annoyed, but took out the scroll.

"You tell me what you want, I will study this ancient scroll."

Xu Zhitian suddenly thought of something: "The ancient scroll in your hand is an ancestral heirloom of the Zhu family?"

Chu Shaoyang ignored him and took out several materials to break the formation.

The ancient flame dragon turtle's spiritual roots were activated, turning into yellow flames and wrapping the ancient scrolls and materials together.

"Spiritual flame!"

Xu Zhitian exclaimed!

Everyone in the audience couldn't believe their eyes!

Just now, they laughed at Chu Shaoyang as a waste and persuaded him to become the Xu family's dog.

As everyone knows, Chu Shaoyang is pregnant with spiritual flames!

Even at such a young age, he already has spiritual flames in his body.

If those old guys from the Alchemist Association found out, they wouldn't argue with them and they would be red-faced?

Why go to the Xu family to be a dog?

Everyone's faces felt hot, as if they had been slapped hard by Chu Shaoyang!

The spiritual flames burned, gradually melting the seal on the ancient scroll.

Chu Shaoyang opened the ancient scroll and saw a line of large characters.

Earth-level fifth-grade boxing technique, a fist that can destroy mountains and rivers!

"It's actually a fifth-grade earth-level martial skill?"

Chu Shaoyang exclaimed.

The punch can destroy mountains and rivers, and is known for its fierceness and domineering power. Only physical training can practice it.

The martial arts are tempered to the extreme, and they are at the peak!

When the punch is thrown, the mountains and rivers are destroyed, and the force is broken!

Its principle is to rely on its own strong body to compress the power in the body and burst it out instantly!

For ordinary ninth-level warriors in the Sky Control Realm, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven, let alone practicing this punch.

Even if it is practiced, it can only match the first level of the True Martial Realm.

But Chu Shaoyang is much stronger than the warriors of the same realm!

With his ninth-level realm of the Sky Control Realm, if he can reach the level of minor success, it is enough to seriously injure the third-level True Martial Realm!

At this time, Xu Zhitian saw Chu Shaoyang's intention.

"Why, you know you are no match for me, so you plan to cram at the last minute?"

He laughed: "So you are deliberately stalling for time, trying to master this local-level martial arts."

"Don't even mention this little time, even if I give you ten or twenty years, you may not be able to master it!"

Chu Shaoyang glanced at him and shook his head: "Use your talent to measure me?"

"Are you worthy?"

He stretched out a finger: "Within one stick of incense, master this local-level martial arts."

Everyone present was stunned, as if they had heard a huge joke!

"Within one stick of incense, master a fifth-grade local-level martial arts?"

"Bullshit!"

"If he had this talent, he should have been famous in Xingyue Ancient City, or even in the entire Qingtian Empire!"

"I have never heard of such a person."

Everyone thought that Chu Shaoyang was pretending.

Xu Zhitian's eyes were uncertain, and he snorted coldly: "You are deliberately delaying time to deal with me, right?"

"No matter what you prepare, it is futile in the face of absolute strength!"

He called a tribe member: "Light a stick of incense!"

"After one stick of incense, he will die!"