Nine Turns Sword God

Looking into the distance, the sea of ​​seven-colored clouds floats, and you can't see what is happening in the depths.

But Chu Shaoyang faintly felt a trace of sword intent flowing out from the sea of ​​clouds.

"If I remember correctly, the bottom of Longyuan seems to be the burial place of a sword cultivator."

Zhuge Tingxue nodded: "Longyuan Shenjian is a sixth-grade divine weapon, Longyuan Sword."

"It is rumored that the sword master is named Long Yuan. A fellow practitioner of swordsmanship used his own soul and blood to forge a sword and named it Long Yuan Sword."

"It's a pity that he is old. It coincides with the invasion of the demon realm, and he has no choice but to lead the strong demon clan into the spirit king tree space and die together."

"It's just that the Spirit King Tree has existed for many years, and few people can break through the seal of the sea of ​​clouds and get a glimpse of the true appearance of Longyuan Sword."

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Isn’t this the fourth sword to repair the Nine Dragons Sword Box?

Moreover, this person is still a weapon refiner.

There are still three crystal stones in the Taiwei Sacred Plate that have not been broken open. Could one of them be related to weapon refining?

Suddenly, Chu Shaoyang felt the breath in the sea of ​​clouds.

Dozens of Taichu Holy Palace disciples rushed out of the sea of ​​clouds.

When they saw Chu Shaoyang and others, they suddenly showed excitement!

"It's exactly what they said outside, they are outside the sea of ​​clouds!"

"Finally found you!"

The crowd dispersed instantly and surrounded several people.

Anyone else tipped off the news?

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly and glanced at the people behind him from the corner of his eye.

Several people had just experienced a big battle. Although they had recovered from the pills, their physical strength had to be cultivated to recover.

Seeing that they were facing a formidable enemy, several people immediately stood up and braced themselves, ready to take action at any time.

"You guys rest."

Chu Shaoyang said calmly: "It's just a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. I can handle it by myself."

"Arrogant!"

The white-clothed disciple shouted and looked at Chu Shaoyang with disdain: "A mere Zhenwu realm, you actually say that we, the Holy King realm, are just soldiers and generals?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "Where is Zhang Zhongming?"

"Why doesn't he come in person?"

The disciple in white sneered: "Are you worthy of letting Senior Brother Zhang do it himself?"

"I will kill you right now and take your head to see Senior Brother Zhang!"

His body shook, and the power of his body burst out with an explosion!

Two holy patterns on his body lit up, containing extremely terrifying physical power.

"Physical training?"

Chu Shaoyang was very interested.

In the battle with the monsters just now, he fought with his body at first. He only used the sword when he killed the monsters at the sixth level of the Saint King Realm.

Such high-intensity fighting, coupled with the refined blood of monster beasts, tempers the physical body.

His strength has soared to 18 million kilograms, and he is about to condense the second body cultivation holy pattern!

"What, are you scared?"

The disciple in white thought that Chu Shaoyang was afraid, so he laughed loudly: "If you kowtow and beg for mercy now, I can still keep your whole body!"

Everyone stared at Chu Shaoyang with playful eyes.

It seems that he has determined that Chu Shaoyang will be so scared that he will kneel down and kowtow to save his life.

Chu Shaoyang shook his head and smiled: "Before, I practiced sword practice with my heart, but I relaxed a lot in my physical training."

"With such a good punching bag like you, it's just the right time to practice with me."

The disciple in white's smile froze and said angrily: "I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

"I will only use my physical strength to kill you with one punch!"

With a loud shout, he came through the air and smashed Chu Shaoyang's head with his fist.

Twenty million kilograms of terrifying power shook the void and made a harsh sonic boom.

Chu Shaoyang didn't hide, and activated the Saint King's Body Mysterious Technique.

Eighteen million kilograms of power gathered in the fist in an instant, and punched out in the same way!

boom!

The two fists collided, and Chu Shaoyang took half a step back, his mouth numb.

The disciple in white also shook his body and felt a huge force hitting him.

"Are you also a physical practitioner?"

He looked at Chu Shaoyang in great surprise.

That punch just now was on par with his strength!

"Only twenty million catties."

Chu Shaoyang shook his head in disappointment: "You are so weak, it will not do me any good if I fight you."

"Asshole!"

Being so slighted, the disciple in white was furious!

Using all his physical strength, the two body cultivation sacred marks on his chest burst out with dazzling light!

The physical strength began to increase continuously and did not stop until it reached 22 million kilograms.

"This punch will definitely kill you!"

The disciple in white punched again.

Simple and unpretentious, with only pure physical strength, it is bound to defeat Chu Shaoyang!

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is interesting."

The Holy King's Body Mysterious Technique was running wildly, draining out every ounce of flesh and blood and converging on his fists.

Punch out!

Boom!

The two fist bumped together.

Chu Shaoyang retreated again and again, seemingly unable to resist this force. The flesh and blood on his fists had cracked and blood was flowing out!

But he was not afraid, but became more and more excited!

The beast blood that had just been refined began to take effect.

The power that has not yet been completely refined is constantly integrated into his flesh and blood, tempering his bones and blood.

The Holy King's Body Xuan Gong is running at full speed, faster and faster!

In the blink of an eye, it has exceeded the limit of what he can bear!

The flesh, blood and bones that oppressed his body brought tremendous pressure, as if they were going to crush him!

Since your opponent is not strong enough, make it more difficult for yourself!

Chu Shaoyang's eyes became more and more fierce.

As every inch of flesh and blood is tempered, his strength is also rising rapidly!

18.5 million, 19 million, 19.5 million, 20 million...

Chu Shaoyang, who had been retreating, gradually withstood the suppression of the disciples in white.

It started to be equal, and even showed signs of counter-suppression!

The white-clothed disciple's face suddenly changed: "What kind of skill is this? How can you increase the strength of millions of pounds in just one breath?"

He looks young, how can he be 48 years old?

He practiced the first-grade body-refining skill for 20 years to reach his current level.

He was suppressed by a young man who was nearly 30 years younger than him?

Chu Shaoyang said nothing, but the fierceness in his eyes became stronger!

The skill was pushed to the extreme, and his strength had exceeded 22 million pounds, and it was still getting stronger!

In the end, it stopped at 25 million pounds!

The two body-refining holy patterns on his chest lit up with brilliant light, extremely dazzling!

The force on the fist exploded completely!

Bang!

Directly blasted the arm of the young man in white!

"Ah!"

The young man in white screamed in pain, retreated hundreds of meters in horror, and was horrified!

"Monster!"

"You are a monster!"

He was very scared!

During the fight, he could clearly feel that Chu Shaoyang's power was surging wildly!

What kind of skills could increase so much power in such a short time?

He even forgot that he was at the fifth level of the Saint King Realm, far surpassing Chu Shaoyang in realm, and turned around and ran!

He was already scared to death!

"Run away now?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled and shook his head: "For the sake of your sparring, I'll spare your life."

As soon as the sword was pointed out, the sword box behind him opened, and the Burning Blood Sword flew out instantly!

The speed was so fast that only a red stream of light was left, and it instantly caught up with the young man in white and pierced his dantian!

"Ah!"

Another scream.

The breath of the young man in white, like a deflated ball, fell rapidly.

He even lost the ability to step into the air, fell straight into the sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared.