Nine Turns Sword God

The Red Lotus Sword was in hand.

Chu Shaoyang moved his body, and when he drew his sword, he left a trail of afterimages.

The speed was so fast that it was hard to keep up.

In an instant, ten swords came out at the same time, turning into one sword, and stabbed straight at the boulder in front of him.

Ten sword energies hit one point at the same time, punching a fist-sized hole in the boulder.

"Ten swords merge into one, attack the enemy at one point."

"The first move is the raging waves covering the sea, I can already exert 20% of the power."

"But, it's not enough."

He has completely comprehended this sword, and before, it was because his realm was not enough, so he could not exert all the power.

Chu Shaoyang drew back the Red Lotus Sword, and used the sword intent again, and continued to stab.

The sound of the long sword waving echoed in the mountains and forests.

One sword after another, as if tirelessly.

In the continuous practice, Chu Shaoyang's comprehension of this sword became deeper and deeper, and the sword intent became stronger and stronger.

He drew his sword again, and in an instant, he stabbed fifty swords in a row!

Finally, they merged into one, turned into a blue sword energy, and shot out!

The huge stone in front of him, which was full of holes, was pierced by his sword!

The residual power spread, and the huge stone was shaken into countless cracks, and it exploded!

The Canghai Saint Seal on his chest lit up with a faint blue light, and a mysterious meaning surged into his mind.

In just one breath, Chu Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had spent several months!

"Epiphany!"

Chu Shaoyang showed joy!

When the sword will is strong enough to stimulate the Canghai Saint Seal, it will enter the state of epiphany.

One breath, but it seemed like several months had passed!

He drew his sword again, stabbing out a full sixty swords, and he was still at ease.

Finally, he merged into one sword and stabbed out fiercely!

Puff!

The sword energy pierced through several ancient trees, leaving a tiny hole, which was much smaller than before.

After flying ten meters, the sword energy dissipated, and the aftermath broke more than a dozen ancient trees.

"This sword has reached the state of great success!"

"My own sword intention has also touched the threshold of the initial level of perfection of the sword heart."

Chu Shaoyang was very excited.

In just one night, he made progress that ordinary sword cultivators could hardly achieve after months of hard practice.

At this time, a feeling of fatigue came over him.

Immersed in excitement, he forgot that this sword consumed a lot of energy.

His dantian and meridians had long been empty, and he almost drained all his strength!

Chu Shaoyang hurriedly sat down, took out a few pills and swallowed them to restore his strength.

At this moment, two subtle auras approached quietly.

The Azure Dragon Spiritual Root roared, reminding Chu Shaoyang that someone was approaching.

Under the perception of the Azure Dragon Spiritual Root, the two black-clothed warriors had nowhere to hide.

At this time, they were quietly approaching Chu Shaoyang from behind, accumulating strength, and preparing to kill with one blow!

"This murderous aura is probably not simple!"

Chu Shaoyang showed a vigilant look.

The auras of these two people were full of murderous intent, and they had obviously killed many people.

And the technique of hiding his body is very clever.

If it weren't for the Azure Dragon Spiritual Root that can sense the surrounding breath, he would not have found these two people at all.

Chu Shaoyang used stillness to control movement.

Soon, the two saw that he had no reaction and smiled grimly.

Suddenly launched an attack!

Two four-meter-high Zhenwu spirits rose from behind the two.

In his hands, there was a pair of black daggers, which were covered with poison and stabbed at Chu Shaoyang's throat!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, grasped the Red Lotus Sword, and stabbed it continuously!

He had just practiced the first style of the Wuya Wentian Sword, and no one practiced with him.

These two people came at the right time!

Under the sword light, afterimages were everywhere.

In a blink of an eye, sixty swords were stabbed out and merged into one!

The first style of the Wuya Wentian Sword, the raging waves covered the sea!

The sword energy shot out at such a fast speed that the two had no time to react!

One of them was directly pierced through the chest by the sword energy and died on the spot!

The other man only had one arm cut off, and fell heavily to the ground, screaming.

Chu Shaoyang pointed his long sword at the throat of the black-clothed warrior and said coldly: "Who sent you here?"

The black-clothed warrior's eyes were full of fear!

He couldn't understand why a kid in the second level of the Zhenwu Realm could kill a fourth-level Zhenwu Realm with one sword!

His eyes were fierce, and his throat rolled.

Chu Shaoyang was shocked and stretched his long sword forward, but it was too late!

"Death warrior..."

Chu Shaoyang's eyes were more suspicious.

When the black-clothed warrior swallowed the poison, he cut off his own meridians at the same time.

Chu Shaoyang did not stop him.

Death warriors are born only to carry out missions.

Once caught by the enemy, they will commit suicide immediately.

Even if they survive by chance, they will not reveal any information, and it is useless to keep them.

However, after a search, he still found something that could prove the identities of the two.

It was a green, palm-sized flower.

"Dark Lotus..."

"I have seen this flower in the Flower God Palace."

Chu Shaoyang recalled the record in the Spirit King Pill Sutra.

Dark Lotus, palm-sized, shaped like a lotus, contains extremely strong toxicity.

After swallowing, if there is no antidote within seven days, the stomach and intestines will ulcerate and die.

"Are these people from the Flower God Palace?"

He remembered Liu Chengshan's words.

These people are likely sent by the Great Elder!

Suddenly, he noticed something and looked up at the sky.

There was nothing there.

But he just felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes watching him.

……

Flower God Palace, the Great Elder's bedroom.

Chen Yong collapsed on the bed, staring at the mirror in the hands of the middle-aged man next to him, in a daze.

"You said, he is a waste?"

The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "He is at the second level of the True Martial Realm. He killed two people at the fourth level of the True Martial Realm with one sword."

"Looking at his swordsmanship, even many old swordsmen who are over a hundred years old and specialize in swordsmanship may not be his opponents."

Chen Yong said unhappily: "How could I know that this kid has such talent."

"Dad, you are still blaming me. Didn't you underestimate his strength by sending these two people over?"

The middle-aged man is Chen Yong's father.

The elder of the Flower God Palace, Chen Tianhong.

"I sent these two people over, not to kill him, but to test his strength."

"Do you think that he can hurt you with the Thunder Thorn Whip, and that these two dead men can kill him?"

Chen Yong was stunned for a moment, puzzled: "Isn't this alerting the enemy?"

"This time the assassination failed, he must be on guard, and it will be difficult to kill him again."

Chen Tianhong asked back: "Why should I kill him?"

"Wouldn't it be better if he could be used by me?"

Chen Yong was even more puzzled.

Chen Tianhong stood up, put away the mirror, and seemed to be talking to himself.

"Chu Shaoyang, the man who was hunted by the Ghost King Palace in the capital, Tianlong City, also got the sword manual of Wuya Sword Master."

"When he entered the Xingyue Ancient City, he killed several of my men. Obviously, he knew the plan of the Ghost King Palace."

"I remember that his purpose of coming to the Qingtian Empire was to save his wife."

"The little girl who was supposed to be a saint who had been hiding in Ningcheng for eighteen years..."

At this point, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"People always have weaknesses!"

"If your wife's life is in my hands, won't you be at my mercy?"

Chen Tianhong snapped his fingers.

In the middle of the hall, a cloud of green poisonous fog suddenly rose, and a man in green shirt walked out of it.

The man knelt on one knee: "Grand Elder, what do you want?"

Chen Tianhong smiled: "Check where Chu Shaoyang's wife is now."

"Yes!"