Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Thank you."

Su Han took the sword, smiled and nodded at Zhao Lizhuo, and then stood in front of the touchstone with the sword.

Zhao Lizhuo slowly took a few steps back, with a hint of confidence in his eyes.

There are countless people who practice swordsmanship in the world, but at this level, those who can truly understand swordsmanship to his level may not be found among saints, or even among great saints and saints.

Skills have specializations and have nothing to do with cultivation.

It is true that Su Han is not very involved in swordsmanship and has only practiced Taiyi Sword Art before, but he has a ninth-level martial arts fire purple green divine sword related to swordsmanship.

In addition, the Taoism in the Nineteen States of Daoguanghan is also inseparable from the way of swordsmanship.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Everyone saw that Su Han made no movement and was still standing silently in front of the touchstone, with a hint of gloating gradually appearing in his eyes.

"The Xian clan should have succeeded this time."

"Although the human race has a legacy of swordsmanship, there are not many people who are truly skilled in this art. According to records, there has never been a strong person who shined in the swordsmanship among the human race."

There were whispers all around, and many of the strong men from the weak tribe looked at Zhao Lizhuo with envy.

If they also have such an understanding of swordsmanship, then they can also steal luck from Su Han and add some luck to their clan.

"The human race Nanhua is good at medicine and alchemy, but this Wuxin Taoist is just a junior. He may not be very strong in these two fields. Someone should stand up and choose to rob him of his luck in this aspect."

"Indeed, in addition to swordsmanship, this aspect is also a breakthrough. In addition, there are various small paths."

The conversation became more and more heated, and many people were already ready to rob Su Han of his luck in other ways.

Their target had never been on Nan Hua. The other party was the Great Sage after all, and Su Han, the quasi-sage, was their target.

During the discussion, Su Han suddenly moved.

The terrifying sword intent flashed away.

A mark one and a half inches deep was left on the touchstone.

Everyone was stunned.

Some of the saints present, including the powerful Great Sage, all looked at Su Han with a very strange look.

The other party can even comprehend the art of swordsmanship to this extent?

"Taoist Priest Wuxin's qualifications are indeed not inferior to those of the best in the world."

Long Yongkang sighed.

Ruan Yuelian looked excited.

Nanhua Monkey King showed a happy smile in his eyes.

Zhao Lizhuo couldn't believe it.

"impossible……"

Zhao Lizhuo walked to the touchstone and murmured to himself.

A few breaths later, when he confirmed that Su Han had indeed left a sword mark half an inch deeper than his on the touchstone, his face turned extremely pale.

He lost!

In the process of using his cleverness to seize the fate of the human race, he lost to the opponent.

In this way, not only will the luck of the human race be unable to be taken away, but the luck of the Xian clan will inevitably be weakened after this matter spreads!

"Kendo...is what you have always studied?"

Zhao Lizhuo spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse.

Su Han returned the sword to him and said with a faint smile: "What I am studying now is Taoism. I have dabbled in swordsmanship before."

Have dabbled in it before...

Just by dabbling in it, he could be so much better than Zhao Lizhuo. Everyone was secretly shocked, and the eyes they looked at Su Han had a huge change.

This is a monster.

That's right.

Anyone who can take the road of taking luck is not a monster in the eyes of ordinary people.

Nam Hwa is a monster.

The Wuxin Taoist priest in front of him can also be regarded as a monster.

"If this son is promoted to a saint, I'm afraid he will also be on the list of true dragons..."

"Yes, although we have set foot on this path earlier than him, as long as he is promoted to a saint, we may not be his opponent."

"Haha... you haven't heard yet? The miraculous doctor Yuntian, who is ranked eleventh on the medical list, did something sensational in the Ghost Tower some time ago.

Even the Holy Lord was trapped by it. If it hadn't been for an accident, those Holy Lords, Great Sages, and countless saints like you and me would all have died in that accident.

The last person who came forward to resolve the matter was Taoist Master Wu Xin. He beat away Miracle Doctor Yuntian as a quasi-holy war saint.

The third level of quasi-sage has such a method. If he is promoted to a saint, his method may be even more unfathomable. You and I may not be his opponent at the moment. "

"What?" Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Some people looked at the saint who spoke and hesitated to speak. They wanted to ask whether what he said was true or false. However, because everyone did not know each other and did not know the details, it was difficult to speak. I can meditate on this passage secretly in my heart.

The truth of the words.

Yuntian and the others knew.

Although he is only a saint, his status is countless higher than them. If they saw him, they would not dare to interact with his peers.

The person the other party befriended was either the Holy Lord or the Great Sage!

Such an existence was defeated by the human race Wuxin? It was indeed hard for them to believe it.

"You just dabbled in it? Kendo is not your main direction?"

Zhao Lizhuo looked at Su Han and lost his voice.

Su Han was silent for a few moments, then nodded lightly: "That's true."

"Hehehe..."

Zhao Lizhuo had a miserable look on his face, let out a desperate laugh, and turned away in despair.

"I, Zhao Lizhuo, are useless and have no face to face my ancestors..."

Zhao Lizhuo's voice floated in everyone's ears. After a while, he left through the air and disappeared into the sky.

Some people shook their heads secretly, knowing that Zhao Lizhuo's state of mind was completely broken this time, and it was unlikely that he would be promoted to a saint in the future.

You may even go crazy because of it, there are countless similar examples.

"Pity."

Su Han withdrew his gaze and shook his head lightly.

"It's not a pity, similar things happen every moment in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

There is only so much luck in heaven and earth. If you don't rob it, they will rob you. "

The Great Sage Nanhua smiled lightly and said: "Keep walking."

Everyone watched as Su Han and others continued towards the Taikoo Hidden Sect.

After seeing Zhao Lizhuo's fate, some people who were ready to take action immediately fell into deep thought and seemed to be waiting and watching.

Finally, within an hour, someone couldn't bear it anymore.

"Xue You from the ghost clan, I heard that the human race is good at medical skills, and I want to compete with Taoist Master Wu Xin to learn about medical skills."

A saint with green skin and a ferocious face stood in front of Su Han.

The ghost race is one of the earliest races that Su Han saw in the earthly immortal world besides the true dragon race.

Only later, when I went to the Yaksha Clan, did I realize that the status of the ghost tribe in the earthly immortal world was not much better than that of the human race.

There are only some saints who are in charge of destiny, not even great saints, and they are basically one of the targets of slavery for all races.

"Hey, it's Xue You from the ghost clan. He's here too. I heard that he is the registered disciple of the mysterious ghost-eyed evil doctor." "Yes, this man has good medical skills and his methods are much better than Zhao Lizhuo. I just don’t know if this Taoist Master Wu Xin has inherited Nan Hua’s medical mantle and dares to take up the challenge.”