Nine Turns Sword God

Soon it was the appointed time.

Chu Shaoyang went to the restaurant alone.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a young warrior recognized him and shouted.

"Chu Shaoyang is here!"

As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, countless eyes fell on him.

"The tenth level of the Holy King Realm?"

Someone sneered and laughed, and laughter rang out.

"It is rumored that the Drunken Sword Immortal was seriously injured and unconscious. It is indeed true!"

"A waste of the tenth level of the Holy King Realm can get the Immortal Sword Order. It is simply a waste of heaven's resources!"

Chu Shaoyang's eyes swept through the crowd and finally stopped at a young man in gray.

He was the one who laughed the most!

Then, kill the chicken to scare the monkey!

"You, come here."

The young man in gray was stunned at first when Chu Shaoyang pointed at him, and then laughed: "Why, do you want to challenge me?"

"I am the twelfth level of the Holy King Realm. I can kill you with just my hands..."

"Noisy!"

Chu Shaoyang snorted coldly, and the power of the Wuji Sword Vein burst out instantly!

The sword will surged, crushing the gray-clothed youth fiercely.

Plop!

The gray-clothed youth knelt directly on the ground, suppressed by the sword will, unable to move!

He looked at Chu Shaoyang in horror: "You, how can you be so strong?"

Chu Shaoyang said indifferently: "The name of the Drunken Sword Immortal, can you also humiliate it?"

"Apologize, or die!"

The sword will became stronger and stronger, revealing a terrifying murderous intent, which frightened the gray-clothed youth to tremble!

"I, I was wrong, I shouldn't have humiliated the name of the Drunken Sword Immortal!"

Dong Dong Dong!

The gray-clothed youth was no longer as arrogant as before, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The warriors watching were also silent, and their faces blushed instantly.

Just relying on the aura, suppressing a Saint King Realm twelfth-level strongman!

If he is a waste, then wouldn't the people present be even worse than waste?

"It's worthy of being the person favored by the Drunken Sword Immortal. You have some skills."

At this time, a young man in a blue robe with a strong aura walked slowly.

With every step he took, his aura would increase a little, suppressing Chu Shaoyang's aura!

The gray-clothed youth broke free from his restraints, hurriedly fled to the side, and stared at Chu Shaoyang fiercely.

"Are you the strongest disciple of this recruitment meeting?"

Chu Shaoyang met the blue-robed youth's eyes.

The two looked at each other, frowned, and were secretly alert in their hearts.

"You are indeed as rumored, less than 30 years old, but with extremely strong talent."

"It's a pity that age is also very important in the path of cultivation."

The blue-robed youth looked like an elder: "I have been practicing for two hundred years, and now I am already the first level of the Dharma Realm."

"Even among my peers, I am a rare existence. Even if my talent is not as good as yours, it is easy to kill you."

"Really?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled playfully: "The gap you are talking about is only the fourth level."

"For me, it's just a matter of a few days."

The blue-robed youth laughed: "Can you reach the first level of the Dharma Realm at the beginning of the meeting?"

"Everyone, do you believe it?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"It's simply a fantasy to break through from the tenth level of the Saint King Realm to the first level of the Dharma Realm within three days!"

"Even if he has the ability to fight above his level, it is impossible for him to fight across four small realms."

The blue-robed young man smiled contemptuously: "You are very strong, but you came at the wrong time."

"If I were you, I would practice for decades before coming."

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "Why would it take decades to beat you? Three days is enough!"

"In three days, I will definitely beat you!"

The blue-robed young man didn't believe it at all.

Let alone three days, even if it was three years or thirty years, Chu Shaoyang would not be able to win!

However, he stole the limelight as soon as he came, and he couldn't let him leave easily.

"Since you are so confident, why don't you have a match before the conference."

The blue-robed young man smiled and said, "Compare what you are best at."

Everyone immediately showed an excited expression.

The blue-robed young man is stronger than everyone present.

If the day of the competition really comes, they are just a foil, and the first place must be the blue-robed young man.

They also want to see how strong the blue-robed young man is!

"I'm good at a lot of things."

Chu Shaoyang chuckled: "I'm a practitioner of nine ways. I know all the skills of pills, souls, formations, swords, bodies, flames, spirits, blood, and skills."

"Why don't you pick one?"

Suddenly, the entire restaurant fell into a deathly silence.

"Nine, nine ways? You must be kidding, right?"

"Looking at the most gifted people in ancient times, he only practiced five ways. How can he practice nine ways?"

"He must be bragging!"

The blue-robed young man looked cold: "Is your best skill sharp-tongued?"

"If we really compare this, no one can beat you."

Everyone laughed.

Chu Shaoyang suddenly thought of something and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter what I choose, I'll win anyway."

"But just comparing is too boring, why not add some prizes?"

The blue-robed young man sneered: "What do you want?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled cunningly: "Second-grade holy pill, Wuxiang Pill!"

Hiss——

Everyone took a deep breath!

"The Wuxiang Pill is the most difficult to refine among the second-grade holy pills. Those who take it can directly upgrade to a higher realm."

"There is only one chance to take it before the Dharma Realm, it is extremely precious!"

The young man in the blue robe sneered: "You have made a good calculation."

"If I win, I want your sword intent."

Everyone was shocked again!

Depriving the sword intent is like digging out the spiritual roots, extremely cruel!

A sword cultivator deprived of his sword intent is simply worse than death!

"Then it's settled."

Chu Shaoyang sat aside carelessly, smiling: "You decide what you want to compete in, I don't care."

Everyone looked at him in disbelief.

This kid is too arrogant!

The blue-robed young man's eyes were even more angry: "You are the first one who dares to talk to me, Li Yunfeng, like this!"

He suddenly raised his hand, and the formation condensed on his fingertips, turning into a series of formation talismans.

A holy-level eighth-grade formation condensed.

The black formation light lit up, and hundreds of hair-like feathers shot out from it, each as sharp as a knife!

Slicing through the sky, shooting towards Chu Shaoyang's chest!

"It's a holy-level eighth-grade black feather formation, the feathers are like a downpour, there is no escape!"

"This kid is dead!"

Before everyone finished speaking, Chu Shaoyang raised his hand casually.

The formation talisman condensed instantly, opening a white barrier that looked like an orchid.

The second layer, the third layer followed!

Dangdangdang!

The dense black feathers fell on the orchid barrier, stirring up a ripple, but failed to leave any trace.

"A Saint-level ninth-grade three-flower shield?"

Li Yunfeng was shocked!

"The three-flower shield has three layers, and the defense power of each layer increases exponentially!"

"The first layer can block my black feather formation, and the next two layers..."

He became more and more angry as he spoke.

In terms of formation, he is a Saint-level eighth-grade formation master.

But Chu Shaoyang is not only a Saint-level ninth-grade, but can also wave his hands to form a formation!

He lost!

Li Yunfeng did not believe in evil, and turned to activate the power of the spirit flame.

A cyan flame came out of his body, turned into a giant python, and bit Chu Shaoyang's head fiercely!

"Sky-blue spirit flame!"

"It is said to be the strongest spirit flame in Xizhou, and it is also ranked on the spirit flame list included in Zhongzhou!"

Chu Shaoyang remained unmoved.

Until the spirit flame approached, a huge dragon turtle suddenly appeared on his body.

When he opened his mouth, the red and blue flames gushed out and suddenly separated!

The red fire turned into a dragon, and the blue fire turned into a phoenix, instantly engulfing the cyan flame python!

The breath of ice and fire swept the entire restaurant.

Everyone felt that their bodies were hot and unbearable, but there was also a chill at the same time, alternating between hot and cold, causing endless pain.