Chapter 671 That May Not Be the Case!

Chu Shaoyang stared at the white-haired young man.

Over a hundred years old, at the twelfth level of the Saint King Realm, this doesn't seem like the talent that a warrior from the outside world should have.

Could it be that he came from Zhongzhou?

"Who are you?"

The white-haired young man didn't open his eyes, but the aura he exuded made everyone's heart tighten.

Lin Xiaohan hurriedly explained: "Don't blame me, sir, we just came in to take a look, and we didn't mean to bother you."

"We'll leave now!"

He pulled the corner of Chu Shaoyang's clothes, signaling him to leave quickly.

In his opinion, no matter how strong Chu Shaoyang was, he would never be the opponent of this white-haired young man.

"You are not a human."

Chu Shaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a glow in his eyes.

It turned out that when he activated the Demon Dragon Divine Pupil, he found that this person was not a human, but a spirit puppet!

But this was the first time he had seen a spirit puppet that was so similar to a human.

"Good eyesight."

The white-haired young man slowly opened his eyes and said indifferently: "This is not the place you should come to."

"Get out of my sight within three breaths."

Chu Shaoyang was not afraid, but smiled: "Everyone here is eager to go out and constantly look for ways to solve the puzzle."

"But you insist on driving me away. Don't you want to know the answer to the puzzle?"

When this was said, everyone was shocked!

Lin Xiaohan was shocked and said: "You, you solved the puzzle?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "It's just a feeling."

"The power in the world-suppressing stone can only be resolved by the Dharma Realm strong. The key to solving the puzzle is to surpass the power of the Saint King Realm."

As he said, he looked at the white-haired young man: "You are very strong, with mottled power in your body. Like me, you are a martial artist who practices multiple ways."

"But you just know a lot, and you haven't fully mastered these powers."

"The person who created you may just use you as a tool to solve the puzzle. Am I right?"

The white-haired young man frowned even tighter.

Just as Chu Shaoyang guessed, he was a human puppet created by several strong men.

They practiced five ways together and taught carefully for a hundred years to reach the current realm.

The white-haired young man began to look at Chu Shaoyang seriously.

But the more he sensed, the more shocked he was!

"You are a practitioner of eight ways, and you are about to enter the holy way and reach the nine ways to enter the holy way!"

"How did you do it?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled: "I said it was talent, do you believe it?"

The white-haired young man narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly: "I learned from twelve masters in this world, all of whom are at the peak of the twelfth level of the Holy King Realm and are about to step into the half-step Dharma Realm!"

"They worked together to teach me for a hundred years, so that I could reach the peak of the twelfth level of the Holy King Realm."

"But you are less than thirty years old, and no one can do it with nine ways!"

A firm look flashed in his eyes: "You are a reincarnated body!"

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly.

The reincarnation body refers to some powerful warriors who choose to reincarnate and cultivate in order to break through the shackles.

The power of the body and soul are integrated into one, and it is lodged in the fetus that is about to be born, so as to be reborn.

The reincarnation body has a higher talent. As the power of the previous life merges with the body, it is enough to break the shackles that were once difficult to break.

But reincarnation is not easy.

Once the process deviates slightly, or if a suitable host cannot be found, the body will be destroyed!

"Maybe."

Chu Shaoyang himself is not sure whether he is a reincarnation body.

The white-haired young man suddenly drew out a black long sword and pointed it directly at Chu Shaoyang's eyebrows.

"Fight with me!"

The white-haired young man's eyes were burning: "I think I have outstanding talent, but today I saw you and found that there are people with stronger talent than me!"

"I will suppress my realm and fight with you at the same realm. Let me see your ability!"

Chu Shaoyang keenly noticed that under the fiery eyes of the white-haired young man, there was a little confusion.

I still remember what Nie said.

Sword cultivators must understand why they cultivate swords and why they swing swords.

Only by keeping the original intention can we understand the meaning of cultivation.

Chu Shaoyang drew out the Heavenly Demon Sword and smiled lightly: "My sword will tell you the answer."

The Wuji Sword Vein circulated, and the surging sword intent roared out!

An eight-color holy ring appeared behind him, and the light of the holy pattern on it flickered, which was extraordinary!

"Is this the power that the ninth level of the Holy King Realm should have?"

Lin Xiaohan was surprised and happy!

Chu Shaoyang's strength was far beyond his expectations. He might be the legendary reincarnation!

Fortunately, he didn't make an enemy with him at that time, otherwise he would have been a corpse long ago.

Chu Shaoyang clasped his fists and saluted: "Blood Sword God, Chu Shaoyang."

The white-haired young man was stunned for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Nameless."

He has no name.

The purpose of several masters creating him was just to solve the mystery.

Chu Shaoyang put away his smile and looked solemn.

Even if they were fighting at the same level, Wuming's talent was definitely the strongest among all the warriors he had seen!

He took a step forward and took the initiative to attack, flying stars and stepping on the moon.

A sword thrust out!

Waves return to clouds!

The surging sword energy turned into waves, gathered into a huge vortex, and instantly swallowed Wuming!

Before Lin Xiaohan could shout excitedly, a dazzling golden light shone in the vortex.

The light column instantly shook the vortex apart and continued to expand.

Saint-level seventh-grade defensive formation, the Golden Light Formation!

Chu Shaoyang instantly recognized this formation, and also urged the power of the formation talisman, pointing it out with one finger!

All the formation talismans condensed into one, drawing a silver stream of light in the air, and slammed into the Golden Light Formation!

Boom!

The power of the formation talisman exploded, directly shattering the Golden Light Formation!

Wuming showed a look of surprise, and suddenly thought of something, and said with relief: "You are also a formation master."

Chu Shaoyang smiled, turned the sword tip, and red and blue flames rose from the sword.

The sword energy rose, and instantly reached a hundred meters long!

A sword reaches the sky!

The flame sword energy fell on his head!

The fear in Wuming's eyes became deeper and deeper.

The five-color holy ring rose behind him, and purple flowing fire also ignited in his hand, and he slashed at the flame sword energy with a sword.

Boom!

When the flame exploded, Wuming broke through the flame in his golden armor.

The golden light flashed on his fist, with a huge force of nearly 10 million pounds!

At the same time, the black sword surrounded his side, and suddenly accelerated to rush behind Chu Shaoyang, piercing his back!

"Flying sword, heart sword cultivation!"

Lin Xiaohan took a breath!

One person and one sword attack from front and back, what a fierce move!

The fighting spirit in Chu Shaoyang's eyes became stronger and stronger!

The power of the body exploded, and the eight body cultivation holy patterns lit up instantly!

He actually ignored the long sword shot from behind, and also hit Wuming's fist with a punch.

Boom!

A roar exploded!

Chu Shaoyang was directly knocked back dozens of meters, and crashed straight into the long sword flying from behind.

Wuming paused in his attack, surprised!

This kid, whose physical strength is obviously weaker than his, can actually block his fist?

But he was too reckless.

Before the power dissipated, he had no time to resist the long sword behind him!

"You lost."

Wuming's face showed disappointment.

"That may not be the case!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled playfully, and a sword box appeared behind him.

Nine Dragon Sword Box!

Bang!

The sword box blocked the long sword, and suddenly opened, and two streams of light, one blue and one black, flew out of it.

It was the Sword of the Common People and the Sword of the Demon!