Supreme God Emperor

Mu Yun looked at the pictures around him, dumbfounded.

There are people!

However, swordsmanship?

Where is the swordsmanship manifested?

"Forgive your clumsiness, I didn't see any sword skills!"

That voice, with a bit of unwillingness, said: "You really didn't see it?"

"Ok."

Immediately, the voice was a little cold, and he said, "Have eyes but no pearls!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun walked out a few steps and came to the last picture in the picture scroll.

"It's you!"

In the picture scroll, the figure with the sword in hand looked particularly desolate.

"So what?"

The man in the picture scroll slowly turned around, but he was facing Mu Yun sideways, with only half of his face leaking out.

This guy…

The man continued: "Do you know what level this seat was at its peak in the past?"

"I don't know."

"…"

The man said coldly and arrogantly: "This seat is a real Taoist emperor. What is recorded in the picture scroll in this tower is the famous swordsmanship that this emperor is proud of - the Wuxuan swordsmanship!"

Flawless swordsmanship?

Mu Yun raised his brows.

"You are a sword cultivator anyway. The heart of swordsmanship has reached the level of the three realms. It is extremely rare in your realm, but you can't see it?"

Hearing this, Mu Yun couldn't help laughing and said: "You said it all, it's the famous swordsmanship of your Daoxin emperor, I can't see it, can't it?"

Hearing this, the man in the picture scroll was slightly taken aback.

like…

really!

"No no no!" The man shook his head and said, "You didn't see it at all, it's impossible."

Mu Yun then said: "I am stupid, it seems that this swordsmanship has no relationship with me."

Saying that, Mu Yun cupped his hands, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't go!"

But at this moment, the man suddenly opened his mouth, waved his palm, and the sword qi roared out.

A terrifying aura condensed at this time.

The door of the tower body slammed shut, and a chilling air rushed towards the face.

Mu Yun immediately clenched the Ming Wang sword tightly, and the sword qi roared out from his body, always being cautious.

"The King's Artifact!"

The figure looked at Muyun, and said with a bit of surprise: "Little Xiaodaowen, using the weapon of the king's way as a weapon is really bold enough!"

"My own strength does not match the rank of the magic weapon, which has a great impact on the outbreak of my own strength."

The man continued: "If the magic weapon is weak, its own strength will be limited, but if the magic weapon is too strong, its own outbreak will also be disrupted."

Mu Yun couldn't help laughing and said, "This sword has been with me for many years, and it has long been one with my heart!"

Together for many years, the heart is one?

One of the missing eyes of the man in the painting glanced at Mu Yun in surprise.

It can be seen that it seems that this kid is not lying.

"Why did the senior keep me?"

Mu Yun continued: "Since I didn't see the swordsmanship that senior left in the painting, I want to be stupid, senior let me go!"

"That won't work!"

The man opened his mouth and said solemnly: "You Jianxin three realms, it is impossible not to see, and then take a closer look!"

"If you can't see the mystery of what I left behind, don't even think about leaving here. I will lock you here for a thousand years and ten thousand years, until you see the clue!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun was stunned.

What's the meaning?

Hard pass?

Mu Yun said speechlessly: "If you want to pass on the swordsmanship to me, then pass it on directly, if you don't want to let me go, what does it mean to me?"

Hearing this, the man lowered his head and thought.

"You're right!"

"Do not!"

Immediately, the man shook his head and said, "You're wrong. I tried my best to transform swordsmanship into this picture. If you can't see it, wouldn't my efforts be wasted?"

"Look again, take a closer look, it's definitely possible."

This guy.

Neuropathy!

This person claimed to be the Emperor of Dao Xin, and his swordsmanship should be of the imperial level.

Imperial swordsmanship, of course Mu Yun wanted it.

But...I don't want that.

After all, he is only in the seven-star realm now, and he has not yet reached the realm of the Taoist Heavenly Monarch, let alone the realm of the Taoist King.

It is still a long way from the Dao Xin Imperial Realm!

An imperial sword art is not as useful to him as a king sword art.

Moreover, who knows what this person said is true or false!

At this moment, Mu Yun had no choice but to stand in front of the picture scroll.

The dragon in the painting is lifelike, with a shriveled head and sharp eyes.

"Do you see anything?" the man asked again.

Mu Yun shook his head.

After looking at the scrolls one after another, Mu Yun didn't see anything.

Mu Yun looked at it again.

The dragon in the painting is still so lifelike.

But nothing can be seen.

"Don't see it yet?"

"No!" Mu Yun was also a little irritable.

"Why are you so stupid!"

The man in the painting said angrily, "Look at this cloud-swallowing flood dragon. Its body is curled up, its claws are hidden, and its head is shrunk, but it is actually ready to eject at any time."

"It's like a swordsman. When he is out of the sword, he hides his sword's edge. What makes people notice is the swordsman himself, not the sword in the swordsman's hand."

"In this way, a sword comes out, like the claws of a flood dragon, and its sharpness is unstoppable."

"And, you look at the body of Jiao..."

The man in the painting began to talk, and his words were filled with a tone of hatred.

When the man's voice stopped.

Mu Yun looked at the man with a strange expression.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mu Yun couldn't help but spit out: "I don't know the dragon in this painting, I haven't heard of it, and I don't know that this dragon has claws, how can I see what you're talking about? "

"Forehead…"

The man in the painting was startled.

"Can't you really see it?"

"Of course I can't see it!"

Then, there was a long silence.

The man in the painting turned around, still the same scene as before, aloof like a master outside the world.

Inside the tower, there was silence.

For a while, Mu Yun didn't know what to say.

After a while, the man stood with his hands behind his back, and the long sword in his hand disappeared.

"Oh, it's a pity, I spent hundreds of years of hard work to make these pictures, but I didn't expect that there is such a flaw!"

The man continued: "I didn't expect Xiao Jiutian to have a bright and upright life, and to ask Invincible, but it turned out to be flawed!"

"Young man, it was my fault!"

"In that case, I will teach you a set of swordsmanship, are you willing to accept it?"

Hearing this, Mu Yun raised his brows and said, "I don't want to."

"what?"

Xiao Jiutian turned around, looked at Muyun, and shouted, "Stinky boy, I am a truly transcendent and wonderful king-grade sword art. There are thousands of king-grade swordsmanship in the world, but my sword art is peerless and invincible in the world!"

"It's not uncommon, senior let me go!"

"no!"

Xiao Jiutian was extremely angry and hummed: "If you can't do it, you have to do it!"

"…"

From the appearance of the man in this painting to the present, Mu Yun felt that this guy... is crazy.

Mu Yun really didn't dare to learn his swordsmanship!

Of course, although Muyun has always learned swordsmanship at every realm level, he has never given up his journey of swordsmanship.

But in the land of the four worlds, Mu Yun felt that he still had the opportunity to come into contact with more and higher-grade swordsmanship.