Nine Turns Sword God

A blow that can kill the eighth level of the Saint King in one second!

So strong!

Facing a pure physical warrior, Chu Shaoyang did not dare to be careless.

If his body movements were not fast enough, that punch would have killed him!

In terms of physical body, Zhang Haoyan is better.

But Chu Shaoyang's swordsmanship gave him the powerful strength to kill the ninth level of the Saint King.

As long as he avoided Zhang Haoyan's attack, he might not lose.

"Little waste, you dodge quickly!"

Zhang Haoyan sneered and rushed to kill again.

Punching in succession, the void exploded, deafening!

Chu Shaoyang changed his offensive posture, dodging left and right with his flexible body movements, repeatedly avoiding Zhang Haoyan's attacks.

But he did not distance himself, but observed Zhang Haoyan's attack method.

Every time he attacked, the holy pattern on Zhang Haoyan's chest would become brighter, and it would dim after the attack, just like breathing.

Obviously, the martial arts practiced by Zhang Haoyan was extraordinary.

"Is all you can do is hide?"

Being played like a monkey by Chu Shaoyang in front of his junior brother, Zhang Haoyan was completely furious!

The holy pattern on his chest was bright, and all his strength burst out.

He clenched his fists like a hammer and smashed Chu Shaoyang's head fiercely!

"Mountain collapse!"

Seven million pounds of power burst out instantly, stirring the surrounding spiritual energy and pouring out!

Chu Shaoyang had just activated his body skills, and was instantly pulled by the attraction, slowing down by half a beat.

Bang!

The fist hit his shoulder, directly knocking him back to the ground, blasting out a big pit!

"Shaoyang!"

Worried exclamations rang out one after another.

Smoke and dust rolled in the deep pit, and Chu Shaoyang's breath dropped by half!

"Unbearable!"

Zhang Haoyan laughed coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

The disciples beside him cheered and ridiculed Chu Shaoyang fiercely.

"With this little ability, you dare to threaten to kill Senior Brother Zhang within three breaths?"

"Are you worthy?"

The sarcasm lasted for a breath, and the smoke and dust dissipated.

There was a figure in the pit, his left shoulder was smashed into a bloody mess, revealing broken bones.

But there was no ripple on his face, just frowning and thinking.

Chu Shaoyang suddenly looked up and met Zhang Haoyan's eyes: "Your technique is not complete."

Zhang Haoyan was shocked!

Not only was he shocked why Chu Shaoyang didn't die, but he was even more shocked that he saw the problem with his technique!

As he said, the technique Zhang Haoyan practiced was a third-grade heavenly technique, an unnamed technique.

The technique was only a fragment, and being able to practice to the level of seven-line body cultivation was the limit.

But how did he see it?

Based on Zhang Haoyan's expression, Chu Shaoyang was more certain of his guess.

To be able to practice to the level of seven-line body cultivation, it must be a heavenly technique.

But his attack method was too barbaric and single, and it was not worthy of a heavenly technique at all.

However, considering the strength of his own body, it doesn't matter if it's incomplete, as long as he can practice.

"It's my turn."

Chu Shaoyang waved his sword finger, and the Nine Dragon Sword Box opened.

The Dragon Abyss Sword and the Burning Blood Sword were unsheathed at the same time, and they soared into the sky behind him.

The Wuji Sword Vein surged from his body, greatly enhancing the power of his sword intent.

An extremely domineering sword intent rose from his body, rushing straight into the sky!

When the sword comes out of Wuji, I am invincible!

A gleam of light flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes, and his fingertips were frivolous, and the two swords actually performed two different sword moves at the same time!

A large piece of lightning was aroused on the Dragon Abyss Sword, crackling!

The Burning Blood Sword rose up with blood-colored clouds, stimulating the power gathered in the sword, and turned into a picture of a hundred ghosts parading at night.

One sword, the Thunder Sword, one sword, a hundred scenes of illusion!

The two major sword moves were performed at the same time!

Before the sword arrived, the sword intent that burst out from the sword had already made Zhang Haoyan feel deeply terrified!

"Even if you are a sword cultivator, how can you control two swords at the same time and perform two completely different sword techniques?"

"This is impossible!"

He questioned Chu Shaoyang like crazy.

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "I am a waste, then what are you, even worse than a waste?"

"Since you said that wastes should die, then I will fulfill your wish!"

The two swords crossed and pierced Zhang Haoyan's chest directly, leaving a fist-sized blood hole!

"Ah!"

Zhang Haoyan screamed, his heart full of fear!

Who said Chu Shaoyang is a waste?

Who said that his swordsmanship is just so-so?

All bullshit!

Only by facing Chu Shaoyang's sword moves can you feel his strength.

In front of him, Zhang Haoyan had no power to fight back!

He endured the severe pain, turned around and ran, and didn't even dare to fight back.

"Escape?"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "Three breaths have arrived, send you on your way!"

The two swords turned back, and before Zhang Haoyan could move, they were pierced through the heart again.

Zhang Haoyan roared unwillingly, and fell into the bushes, completely dead.

"Dead!"

"Senior Brother Zhang Haoyan is dead!"

The disciples of the Holy Palace were all shocked.

As strong as Zhang Haoyan, the top five disciples in the Holy Palace Cabinet, was easily killed by Chu Shaoyang!

How could he be so strong?

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and the disciples of the Holy Palace turned around and ran.

Chu Shaoyang just waved his hand calmly, and two long swords cut through the sky, accurately piercing the chest of each disciple.

In an instant, more than a dozen disciples died under the sword.

White light spots floated out of the corpse and merged into the token on Chu Shaoyang's waist.

The number started to rise rapidly from zero, and finally stopped at seventy-two.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion looked at him blankly, and they couldn't believe it.

"That's it?"

Chu Shaoyang was still not satisfied, and everyone gasped.

"Thirteen Saint Kings of the fifth level, plus one Saint King of the seventh level, is that not enough?"

"He is a monster!"

Chu Shaoyang walked straight to Zhang Haoyan's body and took off his empty ring.

After breaking the seal, he searched for a long time and finally found the nameless technique he practiced.

"Although it is a third-grade heavenly grade, it is a pity that it is a fragment."

He shook his head and was about to move his hands, but there was a movement in his dantian.

The Taiwei Holy Plate, which was dormant in the depths of his dantian, suddenly trembled, and an inexplicable attraction was transmitted, directly sucking the technique in his hand into it.

As the Taiwei Holy Plate continued to rotate, the technique suspended in the air was torn into pieces and sucked into the inside of the Holy Plate.

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a while, and smiled bitterly: "Even if it is a fragment, what can you practice if you eat it?"

The rotation of the Holy Plate has not stopped yet, and it lasted for a full breath, and a blood-red light shone.

A golden technique appeared in the light and returned to his hand.

Five big characters appeared in front of his eyes - Dao Yuan Jin Shen Jue!

Heaven-level sixth-grade body cultivation technique!

Chu Shaoyang was so surprised that he couldn't help but gasp when he opened the technique.

The fragment he saw before was actually the introductory chapter of Dao Yuan Xuan Shen!

The current Dao Yuan Xuan Shen is the complete technique!

"Does the Taiwei Holy Plate have the ability to restore the technique?"

Chu Shaoyang was ecstatic!

Many techniques circulating in the ruins are fragments. If they can be restored, wouldn't it be a big profit?

Chu Shaoyang continued to read on, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

The introductory chapter is just an ordinary body refining method, and it can only be cultivated to the five-pattern body at most.

Only those with a little talent can break this limit, but it does not exceed seven patterns at most.

And the peak chapter that follows requires the body to be tempered with the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, abandoning the flesh, and being reborn!