Nine Turns Sword God

Liao Wentao sat down angrily and took two gulps of wine, but he was still angry.

Qi Tian kept staring at Chu Shaoyang: "Is he really from Dongzhou?"

Yun Changge sneered: "It's been five years, you haven't changed at all, you still like to do small things."

"I'm not afraid of you checking, he is the saint from Dongzhou, and it's been less than a year."

Qi Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He checked Chu Shaoyang.

With a roar of destruction, he and Zhuge Tingxue participated in the saint trial and stepped into this world.

At that time, he was still in the tenth level of the Zhenwu realm.

In less than a year, he has grown to this point!

There is also a talent that makes him feel scared!

However, when he thought of the secret that the palace master told him, Qi Tian smiled coldly.

"No matter how talented he is, if he dies when he grows up, it's just a joke."

"What's more, he doesn't even have blood."

Yun Changge's smile froze on his face, and he gradually frowned.

Blood is the key to practicing the supreme secret technique.

Without blood, he could only break through to the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, and there would be no possibility of further advancement.

Only by relying on the power of blood and practicing the supreme secret technique can he break the limit of the Saint King Realm and have the qualification to advance to the next level.

Without blood, there is no future at all!

"Blood..."

Chu Shaoyang heard it clearly, and his heart was full of doubts.

He has blood, one is natural, and the other is from his wife's sacrifice.

The Xuanyin blood sacrificed by his wife has exhausted all its power and cannot be used.

As for the other one, it only improved his physical strength, and there was no other effect, let alone how to use it.

"Brother Chu, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Dongfang Lin patted him on the shoulder: "There was a strong man named Dragon Fist Tianzun, who had no blood, but broke the boundary of the ninth level of the Saint King and stepped out of this world."

"Now it seems that your talent is much higher than Dragon Fist Tianzun, and you can break the limit without the power of blood!"

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Dragon Fist Heavenly Venerable, a peerless strong man who cultivates his body alone.

It is said that he is also a saint, without blood, but can break the limit of the ninth realm of the Saint King.

He once defeated thousands of strong men here with his own strength, and he has won thousands of victories without defeat!

Only such a strong man is worthy of the word "Tianzun".

That is a title far beyond the word "Saint", which shows how much the world admires his strength.

"There is another way."

Zhuge Tingxue said in a deep voice: "There is a blood boundary stone in Yunlai City to test blood."

"Some people are born with blood, and some people's blood is very special and needs a special way to activate it."

"Maybe you don't have blood, but it hasn't been activated yet."

Chu Shaoyang's heart was shocked.

Could it be that the blood power dormant in his body has been in an unactivated state?

That explains everything.

"I'll go there after the banquet."

Zhuge Tingxue nodded, believing that he would definitely awaken his blood.

After all, a natural sword body is born with blood, which gives it a natural advantage in sword practice.

If Chu Shaoyang didn't have blood, how could he beat him in sword practice?

"Did you hear that?"

Yun Changge smiled again: "My junior brother has both talent and appearance."

"Unlike those trash around you, who are nothing but bullshit!"

Liao Wentao, who had just held back his breath, was almost vomiting blood in anger!

Qi Tian sneered: "You don't have blood, so you don't know how difficult it is to awaken blood."

"Let alone, among the 100,000 disciples of the Holy Palace, only 100 can awaken blood."

"Even if you awaken, there are also levels, and it's the end of you if you are lucky enough to advance to the next level."

"And I have one of the three supreme bloods. To me, you are just ants."

Yun Changge's face changed slightly.

He has no blood, so he can only stay in the ninth level of the Holy King Realm in this life.

But Qi Tian is different.

When hearing about his bloodline, even the Palace Master of the Holy Palace was amazed, and he directly accepted him as a new disciple and taught him personally.

In just five years, he grew from an ordinary disciple with mediocre cultivation to the number one in the Holy Palace.

In terms of talent, he is not even inferior to Chu Shaoyang!

If Chu Shaoyang didn't have bloodline...

Seeing his face full of indignation, Qi Tian sneered complacently.

Bloodline is exactly what he is proud of!

As long as he has bloodline, he will surpass all the strong and control the Holy Palace!

By then, he will be the master of this space!

At this moment, Yun Changge took out the sound transmission jade talisman, and Ning Wuyi's voice came from it.

"The Pavilion Master has something to ask you."

Yun Changge was stunned: "The Pavilion Master is here?"

The light of the sound transmission talisman faded.

He didn't have time to think, and got up and left.

"Yun Changge is gone?"

"Aren't they the only ones left?"

The eyes of countless disciples were instantly filled with murderous intent!

Liao Wentao laughed even louder: "Mr. Chu, the people who protected you are gone, let's see who can save you!"

He actually attacked directly, and eight holy patterns lit up in his dantian.

A five-meter-tall tiger, with yellow flames all over its body.

The temperature was so high that it was like the spiritual flame of heaven and earth, extremely terrifying!

"Be careful!"

Bai Yuechu exclaimed, and wanted to block the attack for Chu Shaoyang.

However, Liao Wentao was too strong and very fast!

In an instant, he had already killed in front of Chu Shaoyang.

"Die!"

A punch was thrown, and the tiger roared wildly!

The rolling flames hit Chu Shaoyang fiercely, and directly blasted him out!

Boom!

After crashing into two stone pillars, the rubble buried most of his body.

The seven-color black armor on his body was broken one after another, and the red clothes inside were also shaken into powder.

On his body, bones pierced through the flesh and blood, and blood flowed endlessly!

"He's not dead?"

Liao Wentao and Qi Tian both exclaimed at the same time.

In order to prevent the Pavilion Master from showing up, Liao Wentao made a hasty move, but he also had the power to kill the peak of the seventh level of the Holy King Realm!

Chu Shaoyang didn't die!

"Despicable!"

Bai Yuechu shouted angrily: "Dare to make a move in Linglong Pavilion, aren't you afraid of the Pavilion Master's punishment?"

"So what?"

Qi Tian slowly stood up and stared at Chu Shaoyang, with a fiercer murderous intent in his eyes!

He has such talent at a young age, and he is appreciated by the Palace Master and personally recruited.

If he really grows up, he will definitely be a big worry!

Even if he offends Linglong Pavilion, it's just a punishment for the sake of Taichu Saint Palace.

It's worth it to kill a threat that hasn't grown up yet at this price!

"Since he can't kill you, I'll do it myself."

The killing intent in Qi Tian's body completely erupted!

Nine holy patterns lit up one after another, and even the shadow of the tenth one was flickering.

His strength is infinitely close to the tenth level of the Holy King Realm!

Everyone present was shocked by his aura and couldn't move.

Chu Shaoyang felt even colder in his heart.

The peak of the ninth level of the Holy King Realm is so powerful!

Even if he was not injured, he couldn't withstand such terrible pressure.

"Die!"

Qi Tian shouted in a low voice, and when he raised his hand, black mist surged out of his body, condensed into dozens of giant swords, and shot away!

Buzz——

Chu Shaoyang suddenly trembled in his body.

That was the fluctuation of blood power!

"The black mist is actually the power of blood!"

Chu Shaoyang was shocked!

Qi Tian actually directly activated the power of blood, wanting to kill him here!