Nine Turns Sword God

Instantly, all the bandits in the village were pierced!

Before the bodies of the people fell to the ground, Chu Shaoyang had already turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

…

Shanshui Village.

A one-eyed strong man wearing an eye patch, carrying a big knife on his shoulder, overlooking the many fishermen in front of him.

The jar of wine under his feet was crushed by him!

"Freshly brewed inferior wine, falsely claiming to be aged wine?"

"I think you are tired of living!"

The murderous aura spread, scaring the fishermen to tremble.

The leading man was the one who saved Chu Shaoyang, named Yan Kuan.

As the head of the village, he had no choice but to say, "Second King, we are not fooling you, we just have no wine!"

"Our Shanshui Village is a remote place, with thin spiritual energy and rare holy medicine. No one has the ability to make spiritual wine."

"Besides, the few remaining jars of spiritual wine in the village have been taken away by you..."

The second king's eyes were stern: "Take? That's clearly your filial piety to me!"

"If it weren't for us protecting Shanshui Village, you would have been killed by wandering warriors long ago. How dare you complain to me?"

The big knife swung horizontally and chopped straight at Yan Kuan's throat!

The cloth-clothed girl Yan Ling'er screamed in fear and subconsciously covered her eyes.

The other villagers couldn't bear to bow their heads, angry, but unable to fight back.

Suddenly, a stream of light fell to the ground.

Two fingers gently clamped and firmly clamped the long knife in the second king's hand.

It was Chu Shaoyang!

"Who gave you the courage to touch my savior?"

Chu Shaoyang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, extremely terrifying!

The second king just took a look and was frightened by his eyes and took a half step back.

When he felt Chu Shaoyang's realm, the second king was stunned.

"Tenth level of Zhenwu realm?"

He stared at Chu Shaoyang, as if he wanted to see through him completely!

But he found that Chu Shaoyang's bone age was only nineteen years old!

Tenth level of Zhenwu realm at the age of nineteen!

"It's over!"

The second king suddenly realized!

Such a strong man must be from the Holy Palace, and there must be a master behind him!

It is very likely that he was the strong man who appeared in the mountains a few days ago!

He touched someone's savior!

The second king knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly: "My lord, I was wrong!"

"I didn't know he was your savior, and I shouldn't have ignored your master's advice."

"Just treat me as a fart and let me go!"

He kowtowed like pounding garlic, and there was a constant muffled sound of "dong dong".

The villagers watching were stunned!

They did hear that the village chief had saved a person a few days ago. He was only 19 years old, but he was a holy alchemist.

They didn't believe it at first, but after seeing Chu Shaoyang today, they believed it.

Not only is he a holy alchemist, but he is also a genius who can scare away bandits with just his breath!

"My master?"

Chu Shaoyang looked puzzled: "I don't have a master."

The second king was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Who was the senior who passed by the village three days ago and warned the village owner to keep a low profile?"

"Just passing by here?"

Although Chu Shaoyang was puzzled, now was not the time to say these things.

The long sword in his hand turned, and the blade turned to the second king's neck.

"I have killed all the bandits in the village."

"From today on, you will guard Shanshui Village. If the fishermen in the village are hurt, I will kill you!"

The second king trembled and said, "Yes, I will listen to your orders!"

Chu Shaoyang threw down his long knife and turned to look at everyone.

"Everyone, I came from Dongzhou. I was originally just a weakling with a low realm."

"But the spiritual energy here is several times richer than that of Dongzhou. Even though it is located in a remote place, it is possible to practice."

"I have some skills here. The grade is not high, which is just suitable for you to start practicing."

He took out a few local skills, which were ordinary things that could not be sold at a price.

But for these villagers, they were rare treasures.

"Thank you, sir!"

Everyone bowed to thank him.

After Chu Shaoyang handed the skills to Yan Kuan, he let Yan Kuan distribute them by himself.

Then, he called the second king to a deserted place.

"Where is the senior you mentioned now?"

The Second King shook his head: "He just passed by here and said he was looking for a holy medicine."

"He saw us bullying the villagers and reminded us, but we didn't take it seriously..."

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly.

There are only two possibilities for not intervening in this situation.

First, his realm is low and he may not be able to destroy the bandits in the entire village.

Second, his realm is very high and he has long been accustomed to life and death and has no intention of intervening, so he reminded us.

Since he is called a senior, it is obviously more inclined to the latter.

Chu Shaoyang thought that this person might be a strong man passing by the central area.

If he can be found, the location of the Holy Palace can be known.

After letting the Second King guard Shanshui Village, Chu Shaoyang said goodbye to Yan Kuan and Yan Ling'er, father and daughter, and went into the mountains alone.

The Azure Dragon Spirit Root hung above his head, sensing the breath around him.

Within a radius of one kilometer, the breath of all holy medicines and monsters could not escape his perception.

Soon, he found two warriors, one old and one young, at the foot of the mountain.

When Chu Shaoyang approached, the middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples suddenly raised his head and immediately noticed.

"Who are you?"

Chu Shaoyang bowed: "My name is Chu Shaoyang, a casual cultivator."

"When I passed by this place, I saw bandits rampant and rescued those villagers. I heard the news about you, so I came to pay you a visit."

The middle-aged man nodded in realization, and was about to say something, when he suddenly couldn't stop coughing.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his breath was weak.

A few strands of white hair appeared on his temples, and even his life span was reduced by a few years.

Chu Shaoyang frowned, urged the magic dragon divine pupil to take a look, and exclaimed: "Soul Devouring Poison!"

The middle-aged man and the gray-clothed young man were both shocked.

"You actually know the Soul Devouring Poison?"

The middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and was surprised and suspicious: "Soul Devouring Poison is one of the three strange poisons, and it is almost impossible to solve it!"

"Not only is it difficult to find a solution, but there are no more than ten people in the entire Taichu Saint Palace who know this poison."

He looked at Chu Shaoyang in confusion: "Are you just a casual cultivator?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded, but did not explain anything.

After all, the matter of the Danjing involved a lot of people.

Especially the gray-clothed young man, his eyes were unfriendly, and he seemed to be hostile to him.

"What casual cultivator? I think you came prepared!"

The gray-clothed youth snorted coldly: "Master Xue, few people know that you were poisoned."

"Since he knows about the soul-devouring poison, maybe he was the one who poisoned you!"

He trembled and stepped into the air.

A 20-meter-tall white tiger spirit suddenly rose up!

The word "king" at the center of the eyebrows was actually condensed by four holy patterns.

The fourth level of the Holy King Realm!

"If you have anything to say, wait until I kill you and refine your soul, and you will know it!"

The gray-clothed youth actually attacked directly!

The tiger spirit roared, stepped into the air, and smashed Chu Shaoyang's head with its sharp claws!

Chu Shaoyang snorted coldly: "You want to kill me without asking the reason."

"I think you are guilty?"

The gray-clothed youth's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were a little weak.