Nine Turns Sword God

Chu Shaoyang just pinched it with two fingers, and the seven million kilograms of force seemed to dissipate out of thin air!

The sword was held firmly by his fingers.

Even Ye Donghua's whole body was hanging in the air, and he was shocked!

"You actually blocked it?"

Ye Donghua looked at the handle of the knife and couldn't help but swallowed.

As long as he lets go of his hand, he will fall to the ground easily.

But the knife was firmly held by Chu Shaoyang with two fingers.

"How is this possible?"

The more Ye Donghua thought about it, the more frightened he became: "My sword has the power of seven million kilograms!"

"You actually blocked it with two fingers?"

Chu Shaoyang said indifferently: "I said, let Yun Zhong come to see me in person."

With one wrong move of two fingers, tens of millions of kilograms of power suddenly exploded!

Click!

The sword directly shattered, sending Ye Donghua flying out and smashing into the lake, causing waves tens of meters high.

On the side, Shen Feiyu and Dongfang Lin, who came after hearing the news, were stunned.

Only Zhuge Tingxue was already used to Chu Shaoyang's power and was not surprised.

Soon, a head popped out of the lake.

Ye Donghua was shocked and angry: "Little bastard, just wait!"

"I will ask the prince to come over and kill you with his own hands!"

He was about to leave in the air when Chu Shaoyang's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"I only give you one chance."

"If he doesn't come, I will go find him myself."

Ye Donghua staggered with fright and fell back into the lake.

Soul...soul warrior!

Never wrong!

Directly using soul power to transmit sounds and ringing in the mind is the unique ability of soul warriors!

He is afraid!

Soul warriors make good use of their soul power and can kill people without even realizing it!

If the prince is not allowed to come over this time, Chu Shaoyang can pursue his soul power.

Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you can't escape death!

Ye Donghua escaped.

Chu Shaoyang just silently returned to the yard and continued to comprehend the flying stars and the moon.

Soon, midnight has arrived, and the bright moon is in the sky.

A powerful aura suddenly approached.

Chu Shaoyang and others opened their eyes at the same time and looked high into the sky.

A handsome young man wearing a white robe with unique golden patterns embroidered on it looked down at several people.

"Are you the remnants of Qingtian?"

His eyes swept over and finally landed on Zhuge Tingxue, showing a bit of obsession.

"I have long heard that the fifth princess of Qingtian is unrivaled in elegance and beauty. It is indeed true."

"It just so happens that I am short of a maid to serve you. I will spare your life for the time being."

"Still not coming over?"

A majestic aura suddenly rose from Yun Zhong's body.

The peak of the eleventh level of the True Martial Realm!

The breath directly hit Zhuge Tingxue, making her face turn red and she was panting.

Suddenly, another breath protected her.

It's Chu Shaoyang!

Chu Shaoyang slowly raised his eyes and said calmly: "Qingtian is not dead, how can we talk about the remaining evil?"

"And, are you worthy of having the Fifth Princess serve you?"

Anger suddenly appeared in Yun Zhong's eyes!

"court death!"

Yun Zhong shouted angrily, and an eleven-meter-tall Zhenwu spirit rose from his body.

The whole body is black, looks like a human but not a human, looks like an animal but not an animal!

It has a tail and a pair of horns, which looks very weird.

Chu Shaoyang didn't waste any time and directly condensed his true martial soul.

The golden soul of the same height burst out with an astonishing aura, and actually faintly overwhelmed the black soul!

"Holy Emperor's Strength!"

Yun Zhong's expression changed slightly: "This is the secret method unique to the Human Emperor, how could you do it?"

"Who are you exactly?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "You don't need to know who I am."

"But Qingtian, you can't move."

"Arrogant!"

Yun Zhong's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "No matter who you are, if you dare to stop me from regaining the Qingtian Empire, I will kill you!"

He pulled out a long spear, and the vast spear spirit condensed and shot straight into the sky!

Dong Dong...

The long-lost heartbeat resounded in Chu Shaoyang’s sea of ​​consciousness!

When the spear intent rises, the sword intent explodes!

The two forces of different artistic conceptions, the gun and the sword, unexpectedly collided in mid-air and became stalemate.

"Supreme artistic conception?"

The two of them said in unison, surprised!

Chu Shaoyang was quite surprised that Yun Zhong was also a powerful person at the supreme artistic conception level!

Moreover, he found a faint black talisman lighting up between Yun Zhong's eyebrows.

It is the prototype of the holy pattern!

Yun Zhong is about to become a saint with his artistic conception and step into the realm of the Holy King!

"No wonder you dare to challenge me. It turns out that you also have the supreme artistic conception!"

Yun Zhong laughed loudly: "It's a pity that you are too young. You have no supreme artistic conception, but you have failed to reach the threshold of the realm of the Holy King."

"And I deliberately suppressed the power of artistic conception in order to break through the twelfth level of the True Martial Realm and cultivate it to perfection."

"What are you comparing me to?"

But Chu Shaoyang shook his head and sneered: "Is it very strong if you touch the realm of the Holy King?"

He has already become a saint physically and has condensed the first holy pattern!

And the sword intention has reached the level of the supreme sword heart and has the capital to condense the holy pattern.

Once condensed, you can become a saint in two ways before breaking through to the Holy King Realm!

Possessing two sacred patterns!

"Boy, this is not as simple as you think."

From the sword box, the voice of Wuchen Sword Master came out.

"On the way to becoming a saint, if you haven't condensed one holy pattern, the difficulty will be doubled when you condense the second one!"

"You have already condensed the first holy pattern of physical cultivation. If you want to condense the holy pattern of swordsmanship again, you must at least reach the perfection level of the Supreme Sword Heart."

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment: "Is this happening?"

He frowned deeply.

Since practicing, he first came into contact with the sword, which is also his strongest power.

Because of the practice, he was the first to condense the body cultivation holy pattern and his body became a saint.

Now, the difficulty of condensing the sword holy pattern has doubled!

In addition, he also has the spirit and the elixir.

"Doesn't that mean that if I want to condense the fourth holy pattern, I need to be four times stronger than the warriors of the same level?"

"That's right."

Wuchen Sword Master sighed: "The way to become a saint, the number of holy patterns condensed at the beginning determines your strength in the Saint King Realm."

"Now you haven't broken through the Saint King Realm, but you have condensed the first holy pattern."

"When you officially break through the Saint King Realm, you will convert all the power of the True Martial Realm into holy patterns, and each level beyond the ninth level will increase a holy pattern."

"That is to say, if you break through with the strength of the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, you will break through to the first level of the Saint King Realm, condense a holy pattern, plus the body cultivation holy pattern you condensed before, a total of two."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly realized.

Condensing the holy pattern in advance and opening the way of the saint is equivalent to opening a new field of power.

If the four paths of body, sword, pill and spirit can all be condensed with holy patterns.

Even if he breaks through now, he will directly have four holy patterns!

He can compete with the strong man of the fourth level of the Zhenwu realm!

"Are you scared?"

Yun Zhong sneered contemptuously: "You have some talent, but compared with me, you are not good enough."

"I want to see where you get the courage to challenge me!"

He held the spear tightly, and the spear intent rising from the spear condensed into a black giant python.

Several spikes grew on his cheeks, and when they stretched out, they were like a pair of wings.

He roared angrily and pounced!