Nine Turns Sword God

"Do it!"

Chu Shaoyang shouted loudly.

Zhuge Tingxue's eyes flashed, and his sword intent exploded!

Three jade-colored swords loomed behind them, rising into the sky!

"Jue Tian Sword, Shattering Mountain!"

Jue Tian Sword, an earth-level first-grade sword technique.

The only local-level swordsmanship in the entire Qingtian Empire!

In the past, countless swordsmanship masters visited the Human Emperor and studied this swordsmanship, but no one could master it.

Only Zhuge Tingxue, who was born with a sword body and aptitude far beyond ordinary people, could master this sword!

The three long sword shadows move with the sword and shoot out at the same time!

Draw your sword with all your strength!

The sword energy stirred up the wind and clouds, with the power to shatter mountains, and swept away!

In an instant, dozens of warriors were killed!

Amidst the screams, another dense crowd of warriors rushed toward the door.

They have already been carried away by greed!

As long as you get the key, you can open the treasure house and take away all the treasures!

"Brother Dongfang!"

Chu Shaoyang shouted: "I will use a sword technique in a while, I am afraid it will use up all my strength."

"When Zhuge Tingxue opens the door, help me."

"good!"

Dongfang Lin did not hesitate and helped Chu Shaoyang intercept many warriors.

Chu Shaoyang rushed to the entrance of the hall.

At the same time, a group of warriors also arrived.

"Kill them and the key is mine!"

"kill!"

The densely packed warriors were like stormy waves crashing on the shore, killing Chu Shaoyang and Zhuge Tingxue together.

Zhuge Tingxue still wanted to fight again, but she had exhausted all her strength and could barely stand.

"Leave it to me."

Chu Shaoyang stood in front of Zhuge Tingxue.

The sword intent rises, rising again and again!

Behind him, the Nine Dragon Sword Box appeared again, no longer a shadow, but fully visible!

Taotao's sword intent merged into the sword box, arousing a loud dragon roar!

The shadow of a golden dragon rose into the sky and hung above Chu Shaoyang's head.

The power of the sword is overwhelming!

A terrifying force surged into his body, almost bursting him!

"Is this the power of the artifact?"

Chu Shaoyang gritted his teeth and held on.

Even if the mouth and nose bleed, even if the muscles and bones are broken.

The red lotus sword buzzed, as if feeling Chu Shaoyang's determination.

After absorbing the power of the Nine Dragon Sword Box, a bright red light burst out, as bright as the blazing sun!

"The third form of the Wuya Wentian Sword, Xuanlang Wentian!"

Chu Shaoyang tried his best and slashed out with a sword while roaring!

The long sword light rose into the sky and merged into the golden dragon.

The roar shook the sky, unleashing infinite sword intent!

"This, what kind of sword move is this!"

The warriors who were so murderous just now were all shocked by the aura of this sword and were trembling incessantly!

Can't stop it!

It can't be stopped at all!

Many warriors had the intention of retreating, so they turned around and ran away!

"Want to run?"

"Too late!"

Chu Shaoyang vomited blood in his mouth, resisted the backlash pain in his body, and chopped it off with one sword!

The golden dragon fell from the sky, crashed into the crowd, and exploded!

The sword energy as fine as hair formed a huge sphere, covering hundreds of warriors!

Crazy strangulation!

"ah!"

The shrill screams resounded throughout the world!

The sword energy raged for a while before dissipating.

The ground is devastated and corpses are everywhere.

Of the more than three hundred warriors, seventy percent died!

Only those above the eighth level of the True Martial Realm could survive serious injuries and vomit blood.

Countless rays of white light flew out from the corpses on the ground, like meteors, converging into the token on Chu Shaoyang's waist.

The numbers are skyrocketing!

Two hundred and eighty-three!

The atmosphere of fear spread rapidly.

Everyone was scared, staring at Chu Shaoyang with fear in their eyes!

"Is he really the sixth level of the True Martial Realm?"

"That sword strike just now, if I hadn't used the protective spiritual weapon, I would have died long ago!"

"There are more than three hundred people, but they can't stop his sword!"

Chu Shaoyang stood with his sword in hand, his sword intent surrounding him, and his aura was overwhelming.

To outsiders, he looks like a god of murder, which is terrifying.

But only he knows.

The sword strike just now had already drained all his strength and turned back on himself.

It's not that he doesn't want to swallow the elixir to heal his injuries, it's just that he can't move at all.

"Walk!"

Dongfang Lin arrived in time, grabbed Chu Shaoyang, and pulled him to the door.

Zhuge Tingxue inserted the key into the door.

Boom!

The door is open.

The three of them immediately stepped into the hall and disappeared.

The warriors did not pursue him immediately, for fear that Chu Shaoyang might have some backup plans.

Lin Shengtian's eyes were full of fear, and a chill rose in his heart.

"Even I may not be able to escape unscathed from that sword strike."

"How strong is he?"

…

Inside the palace.

The moment he stepped into the hall, Chu Shaoyang spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground.

"Shaoyang!"

Dongfang Lin and Zhuge Tingxue hurriedly helped him up, worried.

Chu Shaoyang's face was bloodless and he said weakly: "I have three pills left. Please help me take them out."

Zhuge Tingxue nodded, helped him take out the elixir, and fed him to take it.

Three top-grade seventh-grade elixirs contain immense medicinal power.

But Chu Shaoyang was injured too seriously.

In just one stick of incense, all the elixirs were refined, and only 50% of the injuries were recovered.

"Let's find a place to hide first, otherwise those people will come back to their senses and there will be another fierce battle."

Dongfang Lin helped Chu Shaoyang up and walked towards the depths of the hall.

There are dozens of individual rooms on the open avenue.

After Chu Shaoyang broke through the formation, he walked into one of them.

The room was full of shelves filled with various jade bottles.

"Is this the alchemy room?"

Zhuge Tingxue showed a happy expression: "Maybe there is an elixir that can cure you!"

"You rest first, I'll help you find it!"

Chu Shaoyang nodded, sat cross-legged at the door, and healed his wounds with peace of mind.

Soon, Zhuge Tingxue came back with a jade bottle.

"Here is an eighth-grade intermediate jade ring pill."

"It doesn't have strong healing ability, but it can improve your strength."

"Unfortunately, too much time has passed, and there is only this intact pill left."

Chu Shaoyang hesitated for a moment, but still took the pill.

"What treasures will be available later, you choose first."

Dongfang Lin sighed: "Brother Chu, what are you talking about?"

"If you hadn't risked your life to protect us, how could you have had the chance to come in?"

"You heal your wounds with peace of mind, and I will protect you."

Chu Shaoyang nodded and swallowed the pill.

The pure medicinal power was integrated into his limbs and bones, and his injuries gradually recovered to 70%.

The remaining medicinal power was refined by him and integrated into his dantian.

The breath continued to rise.

Two hours later, he had reached the peak of the sixth level of the Zhenwu Realm, and even touched the bottleneck of the seventh level of the Zhenwu Realm.

After a series of battles, his strength was constantly increasing.

As long as he wanted, he could break through the seventh level of the Zhenwu Realm now.

But Chu Shaoyang suddenly thought of something and suppressed the breath that was about to break through.

Because every time he broke through, it was different from ordinary warriors.

The power of the Holy Buddha Golden Thunder would continue to increase according to his realm.

As long as he was within the range of the thunder tribulation, he would be attacked indiscriminately by the golden thunder, which was also a means of saving his life.

He opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Zhuge Tingxue and Dongfang Lin were not around, but the breath was outside the door.

He called out, and the two returned to the room with a somewhat ugly look.

Zhuge Tingxue said in a deep voice: "The treasure house was finally found."

"But, Lin Shengtian suggested waiting for you to appear, killing you and then taking the treasure."