Nine Turns Sword God

Twenty meters in one step, a residual image can be left.

After practicing to the perfect level, it can be increased to thirty meters.

The residual image is like a person, and can follow the practitioner to move, achieving a state of being indistinguishable from the real thing.

"I see."

Chu Shaoyang chuckled softly: "This body method is far superior to ordinary earth-level eighth-grade martial arts."

"He has only practiced the fur, and has not brought out the mystery of this body method at all."

Body method martial arts are rare, and the value of earth-level eighth-grade is comparable to a ground-level ninth-grade technique!

He put away the flying stars and picked the moon and returned to Dongfang Lin.

Shen Feiyu was taking out a few pills to heal Dongfang Lin.

Dongfang Lin saw him coming and looked helpless: "Brother Chu, let you laugh at me."

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "Mutated spirits and earth-level eighth-grade body methods are indeed difficult to deal with."

"I have something to ask you, follow me to Yunshu Inn to talk."

The two nodded and followed Chu Shaoyang back to Yunshu Inn.

This is the best inn in the city, with an independent mansion.

Several people stayed in a top-level mansion next to a large lake outside the city.

After sitting down in the main hall, Chu Shaoyang asked: "Is there any news about the Taichu Trial?"

Shen Feiyu nodded: "As far as I know, the entrance to the Taichu Trial is on the top of the mountains a hundred miles north of the city."

"That mountain is extremely high, towering into the clouds, and is also called the Gate to Sainthood."

"In half a month, there will be a vision of holy light descending from the sky, covering that mountain. Nine key fragments must be collected to open the Taichu Trial."

He spread out his palm, and in his hand was a gray fragment.

"This is the key fragment."

Chu Shaoyang took a look and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why is it different from mine?"

He also took out his fragment.

The fragment is white, and after injecting power, it will light up with a faint golden light.

Shen Feiyu was also puzzled: "Maybe each fragment has a different color."

"You and I each have one, Yun Zhong has one, and the head of the Blood Moon Hall has one."

"And the remaining six are currently missing."

Then, he explained to Chu Shaoyang.

There are three major forces in the city, namely the Blood Moon Hall, the City Lord's Mansion, and the Jinyuan Chamber of Commerce.

The Chamber of Commerce is mainly engaged in business and is neutral.

The Blood Moon Hall is a killer organization and is also a force that the City Lord's Mansion pays special attention to.

There are constant frictions and deep hatreds between the two major forces.

The strongest on both sides are all at the peak of the twelfth level of the True Martial Realm, the strongest under the Saint King Realm!

However, it is extremely difficult to break through the Saint King Realm.

The two have been stuck at the peak for decades.

After understanding the general situation, Chu Shaoyang smiled indifferently.

With his strength, no one can be his opponent unless the two major forces deal with him together.

As long as you complete the Taichu Trial, you can enter the Taichu Holy Palace!

I can finally see my mother!

Chu Shaoyang went to the backyard alone on the pretext of practicing his body skills.

He kept reading Flying Stars and Picking the Moon, and practiced it in his mind hundreds of times before trying it himself.

With a thought, the surging power in his body gathered in his legs and reached the soles of his feet.

He took a step forward, and the phantoms of stars appeared under his feet, turning into a long river.

He moved with his feet on the stars, and the moonlight flowed on his body.

In an instant, he flashed more than ten meters away.

Looking back, there was only a very blurry shadow, which was dispersed by the wind.

"It's not that the power is not enough, but it's too scattered and can't maintain the residual image."

Chu Shaoyang muttered to himself.

Flying Stars and Picking the Moon, seemingly elegant, actually requires extremely detailed control of one's own power.

The fragile phantom is actually a fusion of physical strength and the power of the Zhenwu Spirit.

The more perfect the fusion of the two, the more realistic the phantom.

It can even imitate the movements of the practitioner, making it indistinguishable from the real thing!

"Come again!"

Chu Shaoyang stepped out one after another, his figure flashing in the backyard.

Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...

Several hours passed.

From noon to dusk, and then to sunset and moonrise.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times!"

Chu Shaoyang gritted his teeth, squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body, and stepped out again!

Big beads of sweat dripped down, actually passed through his clothes and fell straight to the ground.

What remained in the original place was not Chu Shaoyang's body, but the afterimage!

Twenty meters away, Chu Shaoyang's figure suddenly appeared.

The faint starlight flowed and faded quietly.

When he turned his head, a lifelike afterimage was left in the original place.

No matter the appearance, figure, or even the breath of the afterimage, it was exactly the same as Chu Shaoyang!

"Ten percent, almost completely similar!"

Chu Shaoyang looked excited and sat on the ground.

The afterimage was formed from one to ten images, dividing the completeness of the first level of Feixing Zhaiyue.

100%, it is exactly the same as Chu Shaoyang!

If it is not that his realm is three levels higher than Chu Shaoyang, or he is good at the secret method of detecting breath, he can't see any clues at all.

"Finally practiced it."

Chu Shaoyang was almost fainted from exhaustion.

The effect of flying stars and picking the moon is different according to the strength of the power.

If you use it casually, it is the same as the broken star, one step is fifteen meters, and it can be used at most ten times.

If you condense the residual image, you need to consume all your strength, and you can only use it once within three days.

"Shaoyang."

Zhuge Tingxue walked into the backyard and said in a deep voice: "The people of Prince Yun are here."

Chu Shaoyang looked at the sky and asked, "He came so early?"

Zhuge Tingxue shook his head: "He didn't come, but a subordinate came."

"It looks like a commander."

Chu Shaoyang's eyes were slightly cold: "Then let him wait outside until Yun comes back."

Zhuge Tingxue nodded and turned away.

Chu Shaoyang sat cross-legged to rest.

Not long after, a curse was heard outside the door.

"Little waste, are you so afraid of me?"

"No wonder the prince doesn't want to see you. Even a commander like me can scare you into a coward."

"If the prince comes in person, you will be scared to death!"

Chu Shaoyang opened his eyes suddenly, and a cold feeling flowed.

A mere commander, dare to provoke?

He stood up and walked to the door, and saw a middle-aged man in bright silver armor.

He sat on the stone lion at the door with his legs crossed, drinking a mouthful of fine wine and a mouthful of spiritual meat, so comfortable!

Chu Shaoyang just glanced at him indifferently and asked, "Where is Yun Chongren?"

The silver-armored man sneered, "A country-losing pariah, are you worthy of seeing our prince?"

"To kill you, I, Ye Donghua, am enough!"

He suddenly drew out a sword, leaped up, and chopped at Chu Shaoyang's head!

Chu Shaoyang did not retreat a step, quietly urging the power of the Qilin spiritual root.

The seven-color mysterious light condensed on the top of his head and turned into a layer of barrier.

Dang!

With a crisp sound, he easily blocked Ye Donghua's sword!

"Physical cultivation?"

"Interesting!"

Ye Donghua was not surprised but happy, and he took off his armor directly, revealing his strong body.

The power of the flesh was surging, and the muscles bulged high!

The figure that was almost two meters tall was raised again, and it was already more than two meters!

"I only used 30% of my strength in that knife just now."

"This knife, I will kill you!"

Ye Donghua held the knife with both hands and jumped up!

Buzz——

The powerful force made the sword buzz!

Seven million jin of strength, all gathered in one sword, slashed down fiercely!

"Don't overestimate your own ability."

Chu Shaoyang raised his hand and flicked out two fingers.

Such a provocative action immediately angered Ye Donghua!

"You want to use two fingers to block my sword?"

"Don't even think about your fingers!"

Ye Donghua shouted angrily, and the seven million jin of strength burst out!

Slashed down fiercely!