Nine Turns Sword God

The look of shock on everyone's faces was even worse.

First, Old Man Tiandan gave gifts, and then Zhipo paid homage to the mountain.

Jiange, what a grand scene!

Chu Shaoyang was about to speak, but a cold snort sounded from the air.

"I have repeatedly tried to woo you from the Supervisory Office, but you remain unmoved."

"Now, for a mere beauty pill, you are willing to join an unpopular sect like Jiange?"

Everyone looked up.

I saw a woman in blood clothes walking through the air, followed by hundreds of warriors.

Except for women, all the hundreds of warriors have the same pattern on their chests.

"It's from the Inspectorate!"

"The master of the Supervisory Mansion actually came in person!"

Everyone showed fear.

The master of the Supervisory Mansion is bloody.

The eighth level peak of the Saint King Realm!

Possessing the supreme secret technique, his strength is far superior to that of warriors in the same realm, and he is the overlord of the city!

The originally bustling Shanmen fell silent in an instant.

Xue Linglong looked down at the people in Jiang Pavilion, her eyes swept over them, and finally landed on Chu Shaoyang.

Frivolous inquiry: "Are you the master of the Jiange Pavilion?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "The master of the palace also came to pay homage to the mountain?"

Xue Linglong smiled coldly: "Who knows, if you want to establish a sect's power here, you must get the approval of the Supervisory Office."

"Jian Pavilion? It's just a useless sect with no reputation!"

"Dare you defy the Inspectorate and establish your own mountain gate?"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of warriors behind him instantly surrounded Chu Shaoyang and the others.

The aura on his body rises, and the hundreds of true martial souls appear, with a power greater than the waves!

The faces of everyone in the Jiang Pavilion changed, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Having fought against the Inspectorate for several years, they knew the strength of the Inspectorate.

If it really gets bigger, Jiange will be far from being a match for the Inspectorate.

Chu Shaoyang looked indifferent and said with a smile: "Then I would like to ask the Palace Master."

"If you want to establish your own mountain gate, what conditions are needed?"

Xue Linglong said in a deep voice: "First, take three of my moves and retreat completely."

"Second, it must be recognized by half of the four families in the city."

“Both of these things must be done.”

Everyone onlookers were shocked.

"Take three moves from the Palace Master?"

"Even the strong man at the eighth level of the Saint King Realm in Jiange may not be able to do it, right?"

"Moreover, the four major families in the city have always been focused on foreign affairs. How can they allow other forces to join?"

"There's no way this can be done!"

Huo Mingzun also frowned and lowered his voice: "Pavilion Master, I can take the three moves of Xue Linglong, but my identity will be exposed."

"Once she notices it, Jiange will be besieged."

Chu Shaoyang thought for a while and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, Fengmen was created by my mother and left a lot of sword skills."

"If I lend you a third-grade artifact, can you take on three of her moves?"

Huo Mingzun suddenly raised his eyebrows: "If there is a third-grade divine weapon to help, it will not be difficult to take on her three moves!"

"Besides, she is injured and has not yet recovered. I am 90% sure!"

"That's enough."

Chu Shaoyang smiled confidently and looked at Xue Linglong: "I, Jiange, have agreed to these two conditions."

Huo Mingzun walked in the air, walking towards Xue Linglong step by step.

He cupped his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "Please enlighten me!"

Xue Linglong's eyes flashed: "How brave!"

"Since you are looking for death, I will help you!"

She immediately activated her true martial soul, and the powerful power condensed in front of her, turning into a thirty-meter-tall bloody eagle.

The first born has two horns, the feathers are like scales, and the blood is shining!

"It's the palace master's mutated soul, the Blood Dragon Eagle!"

There were screams from the crowd.

"The blood dragon eagle is condensed by the master of the palace with the highest secret technique, and has the power to temporarily control other people's bloodlines."

"Once hit, the blood will flow backwards, and the meridians may be broken, and all cultivation will be lost."

"If it's serious, your body will explode and die!"

Xue Linglong smiled contemptuously: "If you admit defeat now, you can still save the dog's life."

Huo Mingzun sneered: "People in Jiange will only die in battle and never surrender!"

He raised his hand and waved, and a purple sword appeared in his hand.

There were fine thunderclaps on the sword, making a crackling sound.

The second-grade divine weapon, the Purple Ting Sword!

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

Killing intent burst out in Xue Linglong's eyes.

The Blood Dragon Eagle roared, its wings flashed fiercely, drawing a bloody light and shadow in the air, and rushed in front of Huo Mingzun in an instant!

The sharp claws were like hooks, piercing Huo Mingzun's head!

Huo Mingzun didn't dare to be careless, and all the strength in his body was concentrated in the sword.

"Tian Lei Yin!"

Boom!

Purple lightning bursts out from the sword, shooting straight into the sky!

With Huo Mingzun as the center, the entire body within a hundred meters was shrouded in purple thunder, forming a barrier.

The sharp claws hit the thunder and tore most of it apart instantly.

But the remaining thunderbolts were like living creatures, wrapping around the Blood Dragon Eagle and binding it.

"burst!"

Huo Mingzun shouted again.

The purple thunder exploded, making a piercing thunder sound, and exploded into gorgeous fireworks.

The Blood Dragon Eagle was directly blasted away, its scales cracked a lot, but it was only slightly injured.

"Blocked?"

The warriors who were watching all looked at Huo Mingzun in disbelief.

"That sword strike just now was able to turn the sword's intention into thunder, integrating both offense and defense. It is extremely powerful!"

"If it weren't for the palace master's strength, the blow just now would have seriously injured him!"

"Is this the strength of Jiange?"

Xue Linglong's face was as gloomy as water, and her chest was full of anger!

If he hadn't been injured, the blow just now would have been enough to kill Huo Mingzun!

"It was only 30% of the strength just now."

Xue Linglong's eyes were extremely cold: "For the second move, I will use 70% of my strength. You must take it!"

Clang!

The dragon eagle cries, the feathers on its wings stand up, and a strange bloody light shines!

When the wings flashed, a thousand streams of blood shot out!

Instantly tearing apart the purple thunder, piercing Huo Mingzun's body and creating countless bloody holes!

puff!

Huo Mingzun vomited blood and fell back, half-kneeling in the air. He was seriously injured!

"A strong swordsman? Is this all he has?"

The warriors of the Supervisory Mansion laughed wantonly and determined that Jiange must be defeated!

"Pavilion Master!"

Huo Mingzun struggled to get up: "Please lend me the sword!"

Everyone looked at Chu Shaoyang with doubts on their faces.

"He is only at the twelfth level of the True Martial Realm. How many divine weapons can he have?"

"How can a divine weapon make up for the difference in realm?"

Xue Linglong sneered: "Useless struggle!"

"Even if you have a second-grade artifact, you can't stop me from attacking with all my strength."

"Jiange has lost!"

"That's not necessarily the case."

Chu Shaoyang smiled playfully and pointed his sword in front of him.

The sword box opened, and a golden stream of light flew out of it, instantly falling in front of Huo Mingzun.

When the golden light dissipated, a golden sword was revealed.

The rhyme of the vessel on it is flowing, as if there is a shadow of a golden dragon entrenched, and the sword is awe-inspiring!

It's the Longming Sword!

"Third, third-grade artifact?"

Everyone's expression changed and they exclaimed again and again!

"The difference between each level of the artifact is huge!"

"It is true that second-grade artifacts cannot bridge the gap between realms, but third-grade artifacts are different."

"A full 30% improvement can bring the realm infinitely closer. Maybe it can really block the palace master's full blow!"

Xue Linglong never expected that Chu Shaoyang actually had a third-grade artifact.

Now, even if she tried her best, she might not be able to win!