Nine Turns Sword God

Zhuge Tingxue and others were immediately shocked!

"What, what's the rule?"

"All the hundreds of people from the Jun family are going to fight, and there are only five of us. How can we fight?"

The Jun family laughed.

"Looking at how frightened they were, they didn't even dare to fight for a while, so they just knelt down!"

"That's right! Do you really think that the competition for resources is like children's playing house?"

"This is a competition between major forces, so naturally we have to try our best!"

Jun Wufen suddenly frowned and asked with a smile: "Deacon Wu, Xueyun Palace is so poor that there are no elders at all."

"If I take action, how will they survive?"

Suddenly, the onlookers burst into laughter.

Wu Qin also laughed: "Xueyun Palace has been empty for a long time. Where did the elders come from?"

"Besides, you're just dealing with these losers. Are you bullying the small ones by going there?"

Jun Wuwu nodded in agreement: "What Deacon Wu said is absolutely correct."

"Hahaha!"

The laughter grew louder.

Bai Chuoji's face turned red and furious!

Only Chu Shaoyang remained calm and smiled lightly: "We are newcomers, so Senior Sister Bai can be considered an elder."

"Let her fight you."

"As for the rest, I can handle it all by myself."

Suddenly, the laughter stopped.

Everyone looked at Chu Shaoyang like a fool, with sarcasm in their eyes.

"What did he say? One person dealing with everything in the Jun family?"

"You're not scared to death, are you?"

Jun Quan also laughed: "Do you really think you can challenge my Jun family by injuring my brother in a sneak attack?"

"Even the weakest member of my Jun family can kill you in an instant without me taking action!"

"Yeah?"

Chu Shaoyang deliberately provoked: "Then let me see what these dogs raised by your Jun family are capable of."

"court death!"

Jun Quan was furious, pointed at a tribesman and said: "Go!"

The tribesman he pointed out stepped forward and raised his fingers provocatively.

"You little loser, come up here and die!"

Chu Shaoyang walked straight away.

But the tribesman didn't rush to take action, but put his hands behind his back.

"For the sake of being such a loser, I'll give you two hands."

"Besides, I won't use martial arts. As long as you can hurt me, you win!"

provocative!

A naked provocation!

Everyone in the Jun family laughed wantonly.

The first level of the Saint King Realm is against the True Martial Realm, which is the suppression of the Great Realm!

Using any martial arts skills is an insult to the three words Holy King Realm!

"Then I won't be polite."

Chu Shaoyang would not talk nonsense with this kind of guy.

In an instant, with one step, the flying stars catch the moon!

Starlight flashed across the sky, as fast as a thunderbolt, and it was back and forth in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

The clansman was actually blown away, crashed into the crowd, and was knocked down!

Those who were knocked down all fell to the ground with serious injuries, with several broken bones!

But Chu Shaoyang seemed to be motionless, and no one could even see clearly what he was doing!

"So fast!"

Everyone gasped.

Chu Shaoyang's movement was so fast that their eyes couldn't catch up!

"Next!"

Chu Shaoyang shouted loudly.

On the side, Jun Quan came back to his senses and said angrily: "Untouchable, can you only do sneak attacks?"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "I just struck casually, is this considered a sneak attack?"

"Then I'll slow down a little more."

"you!"

Jun Quan is about to be blown away!

He also said just now that he wouldn't even need to take action to kill Chu Shaoyang.

The tribesmen were in line with his wishes and did not take Chu Shaoyang seriously at all.

But now, he was instantly blown away by Chu Shaoyang, and he didn't even see his movements clearly!

This is not a slap in the face, it is clearly a slap in the face!

"I'll do it!"

Among the Jun family, a member of the second level of the Saint King Realm stepped forward.

This time, the moment he came on stage, he activated his true martial spirit, and a fifteen-meter-tall black panther appeared above his head.

The two sacred patterns lit up, and the brilliance was bright.

At the same time, under the cover of brilliance, the black panther rushed out instantly!

Chu Shaoyang didn't seem to notice, and was already being killed by the Black Panther!

"die!"

The man shouted loudly, thinking that his plot had succeeded.

However, the black panther's sharp claws struck Chu Shaoyang hard.

But there was a flash of seven-color light, which just blocked the position of the sharp claw slashing, and drew a string of sparks!

Several black lights flashed past, but they were all easily blocked by Chu Shaoyang!

"What?"

"Only with the strength of the physical body, you can block the soul attack from the second level of the Holy King Realm?"

Countless exclamations sounded one after another.

Chu Shaoyang smiled: "I'm going to take action."

He specifically reminded him before activating his true martial soul.

A golden spirit of equal height appeared, and two holy lines lit up between his eyebrows.

"Two sacred marks?"

"How is this possible!"

That tribesman was shocked!

After reaching the Saint King realm, the size of the true martial soul has minimal impact on the strength.

Only the number of holy patterns is the key to determining the strength of the soul.

The soul is just a container that carries the sacred pattern.

The golden soul slowly punched out, as slow as a turtle crawling!

However, just such a slow punch, lightly touching the black panther's soul, caused a loud noise!

boom!

The punch burst out and directly blasted the Black Panther into scum!

Explode with one punch!

"puff!"

The tribesman suddenly started bleeding from all his orifices and lay on the ground, his body twitching.

Not long after, he breathed his last breath.

Dead!

In an instant, the entire mountaintop was terribly quiet.

Only Chu Shaoyang smiled at Jun Quan and asked, "Did you see it clearly this time?"

"You won't say I attacked you by surprise again?"

"Asshole!"

Jun Quan was about to explode: "I will kill you with my own hands!"

He took a step forward and came directly in front of Chu Shaoyang.

Without saying a word, he immediately activated the Zhenwu spirit, and a 20-meter-tall brown giant ape condensed on his head.

Taishan ape!

It is known for its strength and has a terrifying power of 8 million kilograms!

"Die!"

Jun Quan shouted, and the power of the giant ape was actually integrated with his body.

A punch!

Chu Shaoyang still did not move at all, and did not even look at Jun Quan.

Until the giant ape came and smashed down with a fist as huge as a mountain, he slowly raised his hand.

Everyone was shocked!

"This kid, is he trying to block this punch with his physical strength?"

"It's impossible!"

Eight million jin, a physical cultivator who is infinitely close to physical sainthood!

Chu Shaoyang is in the Zhenwu realm, and he is a natural genius to be able to condense two spiritual soul holy patterns.

It is absolutely impossible to be a physical cultivator!

Bang!

The giant fist fell, and the terrifying power directly shattered the earth, and the cracks spread like a spider web.

Smoke and dust rolled.

Everyone believed that Chu Shaoyang had already died under this punch.

But suddenly, Jun Quan's exclamation came from the smoke and dust!

"Body, body cultivation holy pattern?"

"You actually have body cultivation holy pattern!"

Everyone was shocked.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, blowing away the smoke and dust.

Chu Shaoyang was in the middle of the crack, his posture was straight, and he easily lifted the giant ape's fist with one hand.

Looking at that look, it was a light touch, and there was still strength to spare!

"You don't have the strength to fight?"

"Didn't you eat?"

Chu Shaoyang shouted loudly, and all his 12 million pounds of strength burst out!