Nine Turns Sword God

The blue light on the Cangsheng Sword shines brightly, overwhelming the brilliance of the blazing sun!

Chu Shaoyang's vitality weakened rapidly, and his black hair turned into blue hair.

Two hundred years of longevity were poured into the Cangsheng Sword, and its power increased again and again, doubling continuously!

In just a few breaths, the power of the sword move was enough to kill an eleventh-level Saint King Realm expert!

The sword light was like a pillar, striking Ye Wujie hard.

"ah!"

Ye Wujie screamed.

The sword light penetrated the chest, leaving a hideous blood hole.

The heart veins were shattered by the sword energy, and the meridians and internal organs of the whole body were all injured by the sword energy!

Ye Wujie's seven orifices were bleeding, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"You think you can kill me?"

A powerful force suddenly surged out of his body.

The sword is infinite and invincible in the world!

He also controls the Wuji Sword Veins, and has the advantage of a higher level. He has transformed his own artistic conception into the Wuji Sword Intent!

The tiny sword energy blends into the bones and blood, constantly resisting the power of the Cang Sheng Sword.

Even though his heart veins were broken, Ye Wujie did not die.

On the contrary, an extremely sinister and evil energy gathered in the hollow of the chest and condensed into a heart!

"Second bloodline!"

Chu Shaoyang's expression suddenly changed!

He never expected that Ye Wujie also had a second bloodline!

This bloodline has extremely strong recovery capabilities and can even repair a broken heart!

Ye Wujie laughed loudly: "Before possessing the Wuji Sword Vein, I already had a supreme ninth-grade bloodline, the Demonic Bloodline!"

"This bloodline condenses the power of millions of people and combines it with the power of the Ghost King to give me an immortal body!"

"You only have a lifespan of two hundred years, but you still want my life?"

His aura exploded, sending Chu Shaoyang flying away.

Plop!

Chu Shaoyang fell heavily to the ground.

After his two hundred years of life were exhausted, his body underwent earth-shaking changes.

His face is getting older and his hair is gray.

He exhausted all his strength and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Ye Wujie struggled to get up and said with hatred: "You trash, how could you hurt me like this!"

"What if your life span is longer? When I go back, I will completely refine that bitch's power, and I will be back to the top in less than ten years!"

"In ten years, I will kill you!"

He immediately took out a formation talisman and crushed it hard.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Wuya Sword Master shouted loudly and killed Ye Wujie.

A black force swallowed Ye Wujie, getting smaller and smaller until he disappeared.

Wuya Sword Master threw himself into the air, his face becoming increasingly serious.

"Shadow Escape Talisman!"

"A formation talisman passed down from ancient times that can completely conceal the sound and escape hundreds of miles away."

This was Ye Wujieliu's backup plan.

The stronger a person is, the more ways he can save his life, and the harder it is to kill him.

puff!

Chu Shaoyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, his internal organs were in severe pain, and his bones were wailing.

The loss of two hundred years of life in an instant has caused indelible damage.

Wuya Sword Master hurriedly fed him a pill.

The medicine was released, but it could only barely suppress his injuries.

"If you continue like this, even if you can save your life, you will lose all your cultivation and become a useless person!"

Sword Master Wuya took a deep breath, thoughts racing in his mind.

Suddenly, he thought of a place where Chu Shaoyang might be able to save his life!

He quickly picked up Chu Shaoyang on his back, jumped into the air, and disappeared into the sky.

…

Holy Palace, the main hall of the palace.

Under the majestic hall, a dark tunnel leads directly to the ground.

The underground was dark and filled with a cold and evil atmosphere.

A stone tablet a hundred meters high was erected above the huge altar.

A woman was bound by iron chains and trapped on a stone monument. Her body was covered with scars and her face was pale and bloodless.

It's Su Yunxue!

A ball of black light lit up, and Ye Wujie fell out of it, blood spurting from his mouth.

Su Yunxue raised her head with difficulty, and was quite surprised to see that he was so seriously injured.

"This is the breath of Wuji Sword Vein!"

There was a flash of shock in her eyes, and then it was replaced by excitement!

"It's Shaoyang's power!"

Ye Wujie coughed up a mouthful of blood, stood up with difficulty, and cursed angrily: "You bitch, when death is imminent, do you still have the heart to worry about your son?"

Su Yunxue chuckled and said: "The heart vessels are cut off and the five internal organs are damaged."

"If it weren't for the continuation of your life by the demon blood, you would have died long ago."

She raised her head and laughed: "In just twenty years, Shaoyang has grown to such a level!"

"You have gone through all kinds of hardships, slaughtered millions of warriors, imprisoned me here, and taken the blood from my body as your own. You are still no match for him!"

"Shut up!"

Ye Wujie raised his hand and slapped him hard.

Snap!

Su Yunxue was slapped until she vomited blood, and her already depressed aura became weaker and weaker.

Ye Wujie grabbed her neck and said fiercely: "Your stupid son got the Cangsheng Sword and tried to kill me at the cost of two hundred years of life."

"It's a pity that I have the blood of the devil to protect me. As long as my soul is immortal, I will not die!"

"And what about him? Shou Yuan and his cultivation are all gone. He can't live more than three days!"

"What?"

Su Yunxue's eyes were full of fear!

She clearly warned Nie Chengfeng not to give the Cangsheng Sword to Shaoyang.

Why didn't he listen?

Ye Wujie laughed wantonly: "Once he dies, no one in this space will be my opponent."

"When I drain your blood, I will dig up his body. After draining the blood, I will refine it into a corpse puppet and become a tool at my disposal!"

"brute!"

Su Yunxue cursed angrily: "It's not enough for you to imprison me, why do you want to attack Shaoyang?"

"He's still a kid!"

Ye Wujie's smile became more ferocious: "No matter who he is, this is the only outcome for being my enemy!"

"And after I get the Wuji Sword Vein, I can step into that legendary realm and get everything that should belong to him!"

The power in the palm surged, breaking open Su Yunxue's chest and continuously absorbing the blood power in her heart.

Su Yunxue was in agony, her heart was filled with rage, but she had no strength to resist.

Once Shaoyang died, no one could compete with Ye Wujie.

Could it be that she is going to die here too?

…

Three years later.

Dongfangjia, on the mountain behind the medicine garden.

There is a large lake on the top of the mountain, which is green and exudes a strong breath of life.

Chu Shaoyang was suspended in the middle of the lake. After three months of cultivation, most of his body had recovered.

But the shortfall in longevity cannot be made up.

White hair like a waterfall, red clothes like blood.

The originally handsome and delicate face had a few wrinkles, and it lost its childishness and looked much more mature.

By the lake, Wuya Sword Master stood side by side with a man in white robe.

"Chief Dongfang, didn't you say you would wake up in three years?"

The head of the Dongfang clan sighed: "Not only did he lose two hundred years of life, but he was also bitten by the sword of life."

"Now that power remains in his body, most of the life breath in the Eternal Lake has been swallowed up by that power, otherwise he should have woken up long ago."

Wuya Sword Master's eyes darkened.

In the battle that day, Chu Shaoyang should have been the one protected.

But in the end, he almost killed Ye Wujie at the cost of his longevity.

However, he failed to keep Ye Wujie and gave him a chance to breathe.

"There's movement!"

Dongfang Clan Chief suddenly exclaimed, causing Wuya Sword Master to look sideways.