Nine Turns Sword God

"It is worthy of being a second-grade holy elixir, it can be said to be heaven-defying!"

Chu Shaoyang put away his thoughts and stood up.

There are still two rounds of trials, and now is not the time to understand the meaning of the sword.

After Yun Zhong died, the six Chu Shaoyangs formed their own group and all passed the first round of tests.

Then came the battle for ranking among other warriors.

Chu Shaoyang looked at them one by one and remembered a few warriors with good strength.

Thousand-edge sword Yang Yong has superb sword skills.

After one hundred and fifty three years of dedicated practice, the Supreme Sword Heart has reached the level of Dacheng.

There is another person, the annoying ghost Wu Shengchen.

The Erhun Soul Warrior is good at using illusions to disturb other people's moods and make them angry.

Take advantage of the weakness and kill with one strike!

Three hours passed, and the top 100 were announced.

Yang Yong ranked first and Wu Shengchen ranked second.

The remaining people were far less powerful than these two, and Chu Shaoyang didn't remember their names.

Lin Chongshan said loudly: "The quota of one hundred people has been determined. This trial is over for you."

He looked at Chu Shaoyang again and said calmly: "You chose the third-level trial, and there are still two rounds."

"What do you want to test in the next round?"

Chu Shaoyang had already planned: "I choose Dan Dao!"

No one was surprised.

Chu Shaoyang's identity as a saint-level alchemist has long been known to everyone.

After becoming a saint through alchemy and condensing the holy patterns, there is no suspense in participating in this trial to become a saint.

"I don't think there's any need to test."

Lin Chongshan smiled and said: "You have already condensed the holy patterns of alchemy, which shows that your level of alchemy is very high."

"What about the third game?"

Everyone cast curious glances.

Chu Shaoyang has extremely strong talents in both Dan and Ling Dao.

There are three levels of third-level trials.

Even if he passes the first two rounds of trials, if he fails to pass the third round, he will still end up with no bones left.

"I choose Kendo!"

Chu Shaoyang did not hesitate.

After the three sacred patterns of elixir, body, and spirit, there is the way of swordsmanship!

Once the four holy patterns are completed, you will have the power to sweep all the strong men in the holy king realm!

Even if he encounters a strong person at the fourth level of the Saint King Realm, he still has the strength to fight!

"etc!"

In the audience, Wu Shengchen suddenly said: "There was a rule in previous years' trials."

"The top three people can challenge those who possess the fragments and have undergone special trials."

He looked at Chu Shaoyang with a smile and said with a bit of provocation: "Boy, do you dare to accept my challenge during the trial?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Is Wu Shengchen an idiot?"

"The trial of becoming a saint is extremely dangerous. Who would accept someone else's challenge at this time?"

"Unless that kid is crazy!"

Lin Chongshan frowned slightly: "If I remember correctly, this is your second time to participate in the trial."

"Last time, you didn't make it into the top 100."

Wu Shengchen's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Since he lost the election last time, he has devoted himself to training and finally mastered the magic of illusion!

Even though his own strength is only at the eleventh level of the True Martial Realm, he is not the strongest.

But by relying on illusion, he specializes in the weak points of other people's souls and wins by cleverness. This is his advantage!

In his opinion, Chu Shaoyang was young and a fellow practitioner of many disciplines.

No matter how talented he is, it is impossible to involve the soul path. Soul power must be his weakness!

In Wu Shengchen's eyes, two red streams of light flowed rapidly.

The soul power surged, condensing two red streams of light invisible to others, and shot into Chu Shaoyang's mind!

Red light exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Shaoyang felt inexplicable anger and irritation.

His anger continued to rise, affecting his thinking.

"It's interesting."

Chu Shaoyang sneered in his heart.

He is already a two-soul warrior with strong soul power, and he can still be affected by such a big influence.

No wonder those warriors were so angry that they lost their minds when they met him, and were easily killed by him.

Seeing that he was in a daze, Wu Shengchen thought that his evil plan had succeeded, and laughed and taunted: "The so-called first genius in Dongzhou is actually a coward!"

"If you don't dare, just say so. Why bother to save face and suffer the consequences?"

Chu Shaoyang laughed loudly: "It's just that there is an extra ant like you on the road to sainthood!"

"What's so hard about this?"

He simply followed the anger in his heart and raised his finger at Wu Shengchen.

"Get up here!"

Wu Shengchen was overjoyed and immediately stepped onto the high platform for fear that Chu Shaoyang would return.

"It's over."

All the warriors shook their heads and sighed.

"This kid also fell into Wu Shengchen's illusion. He was so angry that he was no different from an idiot."

"Wu Shengchen's magic is so strong, it will be difficult for that kid to survive, let alone become a saint!"

One after another, jeers sounded.

Those people were all dissatisfied with Chu Shaoyang's monopoly on so many fragments and wished him dead!

"Have you thought about it?"

Lin Chongshan frowned slightly.

Wu Shengchen's move was originally against the rules.

But if Chu Shaoyang insists on doing this, he will not interfere.

"Think about it!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled confidently, without any trace of anger or madness.

Wu Shengchen's expression suddenly changed.

Isn't this kid affected by his own illusion?

impossible!

No matter how talented he is, his soul power will never be stronger than his own.

Wu Shengchen's smile became more and more ferocious.

If he could kill Chu Shaoyang, it would be enough to prove that he was stronger than Chu Shaoyang!

When you arrive at Taichu Holy Palace, there must be many forces vying for you.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Wu Shengchen urged: "The earlier you step into the Taichu Holy Palace, the earlier you will get the opportunity."

"If you don't dare to fight me, just admit defeat!"

"Shameless!"

Zhuge Tingxue and the others couldn't listen any more.

Chu Shaoyang didn't dare?

That's bullshit!

"Are you so eager to die?"

Chu Shaoyang's smile turned cold: "Okay, I'll help you!"

He turned to look at Lin Chongshan: "Let's get started."

Lin Chongshan frowned and raised his hand slowly.

In an instant, the platform rotated, and the surrounding scenes changed one after another.

Twelve golden giants rose up, each holding a long sword, with a majestic and powerful aura.

"Twelve Golden Sword Saints!"

Zhuge Tingxue exclaimed directly!

Dongfang Lin and his companions were puzzled: "Who are they?"

Zhuge Tingxue said in a deep voice: "Two hundred years ago, twelve sword cultivators from four continents became saints at the same time."

"In that sword training, the twelve people fought for a hundred days without a clear winner."

"For this reason, the rules of the trial for thousands of years were broken, and at the same time, they were qualified for special promotion and went to the Taichu Holy Palace."

"In order to commemorate these twelve masters, these twelve golden statues were specially built to test the sword cultivators who wanted to enter the realm of saints."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned!

Twelve masters who became saints in the sword way!

"Could it be that this year's sword trial will have to face these twelve sword saints at the same time?"

Lin Chongshan suddenly said: "The sword trial will be against twelve sword saints."

"You will pass only after you condense the sword saint pattern and defeat the twelve saints."

All the warriors exclaimed at the same time!

"How can this be passed?"

Wu Shengchen was also stunned.

He thought that Chu Shaoyang had left the sword trial to the last, so he must have made some preparations.

But this time, the twelve sword saints attacked together!

And he had to condense the sword saint pattern while defeating the twelve saints?

It was harder than climbing to the sky!

"Interesting!"

Chu Shaoyang was not afraid but happy.

These twelve sword saints were just a wisp of residual souls, and their strength was only 30% or 40%.

However, the aura of these people was very special.

They flowed with each other, complemented each other, and faintly formed a formation.

Ninth-grade top sword formation!

Only such a trial would make it meaningful to go all out.