Nine Turns Sword God

Four glimmers of light suddenly appeared, power gathered on the fist, and punched Chu Shaoyang's heart.

Chu Shaoyang frowned.

The half-step God of War realm is no match for the Divine Envoy, unless he is promoted to the one-star God of War realm!

But the skill level is not high enough and there is no way to break through.

Just as he was about to resist the blow, the black dragon's roar suddenly sounded!

The next moment, a black dragon roared over and instantly bit Zhou Ting's outstretched arm.

"ah!"

Zhou Ting screamed and took several steps back.

The black brilliance flowed around the broken arm, constantly tearing apart his flesh and blood.

Destroy the law!

Zhou Ting suddenly turned his head and saw a man holding a black bow coming through the air.

"Yin Muxin!"

Zhou Ting's eyes were cold: "You are wanted by the God of Fire. If you don't hide it well, will you still have the energy to meddle in others' affairs?"

Yin Muxin sneered: "He is my brother, how can you, a little angel, touch him?"

Zhou Ting's expression suddenly changed: "Brother? What a big joke!"

"They're just two traitorous losers!"

He took out a token and sneered: "Even if you are stronger than me, I am the envoy after all."

"I can't beat you, someone will come and kill you!"

When Zhou Ting was about to call for help, Yin Muxin smiled coldly: "Then let's see who is faster, you or me!"

The black bow is raised, the bowstring is fully drawn!

Whoosh!

Another arrow shot out!

The black dragon roared away, so fast that Zhou Ting couldn't react and smashed the token into pieces!

Yin Muxin took one step forward and was in front of Zhou Ting in an instant.

A dark edge condensed on the black bow, and the long bow turned into a double-edged scimitar.

Cut it off with one knife!

Zhou Ting instantly had a blood mark on his chest and fell back in pain.

"That's all."

Yin Muxin did not pursue him, but looked at Zhou Ting with a smile: "I poisoned you. If there is no antidote, you will die within three months."

"You hurt my brother today just because his level is too low. When he grows up, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Zhou Ting's face changed suddenly, and he really felt the poison spreading in his body.

As time went by, the poison accumulated deeper and deeper, and with his strength, he could last for up to three months.

Zhou Ting was furious: "I miss you, the god of arrows, the demon-slaying general trained by the god of fire himself, but he was reduced to using such despicable methods!"

Yin Muxin didn't take it seriously: "The former Yin Muxin was already dead when the Yin family was destroyed."

"Now, when dealing with bastards, you should use dirty methods."

"roll!"

Zhou Ting was furious, but he was too injured and poisoned, so he couldn't be Yin Muxin's opponent. ,

"Little bastard, you know what's going on!"

He mocked Chu Shaoyang: "Yin Muxin has some strength, but it's not enough to be seen in front of the God of War!"

"The Ice God and the Fire God are on their way back. In three days, you will definitely die!"

After Zhou Ting finished speaking, he left, leaving only wild laughter.

Chu Shaoyang and Yin Muxin had different expressions.

One of them knows the Ice God, and the other knows the Fire God, and they both know that the other party is not here to arrest them, but to open the back door.

"Three days..."

Chu Shaoyang murmured to himself: "In three days, as long as I can find the god-level skills, I can break through to the God of War realm."

"Enough!"

He thanked him: "Brother Yin, thank you for your help."

Yin Muxin smiled calmly: "If you call me big brother, you are my brother."

"Even if I become a wanted criminal now, I am not something that a small divine envoy can contend with."

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly.

I heard from Zhou Ting that Yin Muxin was once a demon-slaying general with a distinguished reputation.

It's sad to be reduced to this situation now.

Yin Muxin didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more questions, but went to find Lu Chengfeng.

Knowing that Chu Shaoyang wanted god-level skills, Lu Chengfeng immediately pointed out a clear path.

"The Lu family has a second-grade god-level technique, which is now being practiced in the hands of my incompetent son."

"He is ten miles south, deep in the sea of ​​clouds. Just go find him."

"But I have to remind you that my Lu family's exercises are very special. Once you practice them, it will be difficult to change them in the future. You should think about it carefully."

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment: "Why is this?"

Lu Chengfeng sighed: "Tianxing Jue, the Lu family's heirloom technique, has been passed down for thousands of years. The core content is missing a lot, resulting in the technique being incomplete. Now it can only be regarded as an introductory technique."

"Once you practice Tianxing Jue, if you change the technique in the future, the condensed divine power will be exclusive from other techniques, doubling the difficulty."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly realized.

But if I look for other techniques now, the level is either too low or there is not enough time. It is better to practice the Tianxing Jue first.

After thanking him, Chu Shaoyang rushed to the place where Lu Chengfeng's son, Lu Yiming, practiced.

This is a suspended island, not big, with only a hill and a waterfall.

Lu Yiming, dressed in Tsing Yi, was sitting cross-legged next to the waterfall, angrily turning over the Tianxing Jue and cursing.

"What a rubbish technique, it's just difficult to practice, it's not complete!"

"Dad, it's true. This kind of garbage is just thrown away. Spending some money to buy another book is better than this one. It took me more than half a year to beg for it!"

He threw the technique directly, but was caught by someone.

It's Chu Shaoyang!

"You, who are you?"

Lu Yiming was so frightened because he didn't even notice when Chu Shaoyang came!

Chu Shaoyang did not answer in a hurry, but looked at the techniques in his hands.

The god-level second-grade Tianxing Jue condenses one's own strength into divine power, attracting the energy of the heaven and earth stars, greatly increasing the intensity of divine power.

But this technique is incomplete. It only retains the method of condensing divine power, and does not explain how to refine the energy of stars.

The first part will be covered in any divine technique, but the latter part is the essence, which is a pity that it has been lost.

There are only a few words. Unless you have a very high level of comprehension and are self-taught, it would be good if you don't go astray, let alone practice it.

"No wonder the head of the Lu family reminded me specifically."

Chu Shaoyang closed the Tianxing Jue, and there was no loss on his face, but some smug joy.

The technique was lost, but he didn't care.

The Xingxuan Sword had absorbed the power of a star, and it only needed a little refining to become his own power.

And this was the key part missing from the Tianxing Jue.

"I'm going to ask you another question, are you deaf!"

Lu Yiming was angry.

This man came quietly, but he treated him as air?

Chu Shaoyang said calmly: "My name is Yang Chu, and I'm your father's friend."

"This time, I came here mainly to practice the Tianxing Jue."

Lu Yiming was stunned for a moment: "Are you the Master Yang?"

He showed a mocking expression: "Everyone says you are a master, maybe you just have some talent in the way of alchemy, but you know nothing about practice!"

"This method is not good at all, and you went to ask my father for help?"

He laughed a few more times: "Okay, take it if you want to practice, this broken method is not as good as my own creation!"

Lu Yiming closed his eyes and urged the power in his body.

At first, Chu Shaoyang thought he was bragging, but Lu Yiming's breath became stronger and stronger, and the power in his body was running in a mysterious trajectory.

With this posture, could it be that he really created a method of practice by himself?