Martial Doctor Supreme

"This kid is really arrogant. He actually said that what Master Yunfeng drew was just a big worm?"

Zhuge Wanyu and the two middle-aged people showed a sudden expression, they simply could not accept that Yang Mu, a young man from the outside world, was actually stronger than Zhuge Yunfeng.

Including Zhuge Yunfeng, all eyes looked at the table, and then they were all shocked.

This is not a flying dragon that rides on the wind and the sun, but a desolate divine sword that is about to annihilate the gods in response to the prayers of the people of Limin!

When I first came to Kowloon Market, it was too eye-catching, which was not Yang Mu's original intention.

However, if he really fights, he still has 100% confidence in himself. The move just now is actually a "show of skills" in essence, and there is no absolute relationship with the real combat power. Who would have thought, other people's painting skills are stronger than their own!

Although Zhuge Yunfeng is good at painting, most of his energy and time are spent on cultivation after all. Compared with other Tianwu practitioners, he is outstanding in painting, but compared with people who are really proficient in this way, naturally will be different.

What I drew was just a lifelike flying dragon, and what the other party drew was a flying dragon, but it was also a peerless divine sword. The sword intent was integrated into it, which was truly frightening!

Yang Mu's mouth twitched, thinking that this guy is feeling too good about himself, thinking that he just loses in painting skills?

The speed and strength Yang Mu showed was obviously not just a third-rank ancient warrior, Zhuge Yunfeng guessed in his heart that the opponent should not be a third-rank, but a second-rank ancient warrior.

Not to mention Zhuge Yunfeng, even Yang Mu is a little speechless, this girl is smart but smart, but isn't she a little heartless?

After a few seconds of dead silence, Zhuge Yunfeng said with a wry smile, "I was wrong!"

The bearded man sneered in his heart, waiting to see Yang Mu make a fool of himself, but when his eyes fell on the hair in Yang Mu's hand, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his hair stood on end, as if there was a peerless sword against it. His throat made him stiff, and he didn't dare to move.

What Zhuge Yunfeng drew was a flying dragon, and what Yang Mu drew was also a flying dragon!

Zhuge Yunfeng used the sword technique just now, at least there is still a sound to follow, but Yang Mu's "sword" was silent, and there was no sword energy that spread out, but it made people feel even colder, and it only felt like he was being attacked by thousands of people. Qian Jianfeng pointed, his life was already in Yang Mu's hands!

Zhuge Wanyu looked excited, like a little girl who was locked at home for too long and was planning to travel.

Immediately afterwards, in Dahan's eyes, Yang Mu's hand seemed to disappear out of thin air. In fact, Yang Mu's hand was so fast that Dahan couldn't see it clearly.

But normally, even a second-grade ancient martial artist, as a second-grade Tianwu practitioner, still has an absolute advantage, and it is impossible to lose to the opponent.

Zhuge Yunfeng's words mattered, mainly because he felt in his heart that since the other party could be appreciated by Shi Zheng, then his character must not be bad. In this way, let Xiaoyuer follow him, at least there is no need to worry about any danger.

"Hee hee! That's great."

Hearing that Zhuge Yunfeng lost to Yang Mu was because he was not as good as the other in painting, it was much easier to accept.

"In the end, I shot myself in the foot. I didn't expect you to be a master at such a young age.

Zhuge Yunfeng said excitedly, "Can you tell me in detail?"

He said lightly: "If the method is right, painting can play a huge role in cultivation! My ability today is inseparable from insisting on painting every day."

After all, in the Nine Dragons Ruins, the vast majority are Tianwu practitioners. Painting, music, dance, etc., are all classified as time-wasting sidelines, and there are no artists.

"Of course."

Zhuge Wanyu, who was still full of excitement just now, suddenly froze, and said with a bitter face: "Master, can I not go? I hate those alchemists in Tiandingzong!"

Hearing this, several people present were startled.

At this moment, the faces of Zhuge Wanyu and the two middle-aged men turned pale, and there was an urge to kneel down.

"No way!" Yang Mu simply refused.

That's why they lose to the opponent.

They felt a sword intent that made their hearts tremble!

Yang Mu was indeed unfamiliar with the Kowloon Ruins, but before he came over, he had a plan in mind, and immediately said without hesitation, "Tian Cauldron Sect!"

The difference is that in this picture of Yang Mu, there are not only flying dragons, but also a big sun, and there are also the people of Limin who are bowing to the flying dragons, kneeling and bowing, and their eyes are crazy!

The flying dragon is in the sky, treading the wind and chasing the sun, roaring in the sky, swallowing the mountains and rivers, the people below seem to be pleading for something, like the most devout believers, bowing to their gods!

Zhuge Yunfeng said: "Little friend, you came from the outside world. You don't know much about the Nine Dragons Market. I don't know where you plan to go next?"

Yang Mu said: "Don't talk about what's missing. Since I've already won this competition, I'll take Xiaoyuer away as agreed in advance. You can't stop me. Am I right?"

The breath of the ancient times rushed towards the face, and the flying dragon seemed to rush out through the infinite time and space, swallowing everyone in the belly!

When the table fell to the ground, everyone was shocked and came back to their senses.

Zhuge Yunfeng's performance was much better than the three of them, but he was still full of shock, his eyes widened, and it seemed a bit difficult to accept the current situation.

The problem is, even a child who doesn't know anything about calligraphy and painting can see at a glance that the picture of the flying dragon drawn by the other party is more shocking than his own picture of the flying dragon!

boom!

It was an extremely incredible feeling. It was obviously a dragon, but everyone felt that it was actually a peerless sword in the shape of a dragon!

Zhuge Yunfeng said in surprise: "Why do you want to go there? If you talk about the entire Nine Dragons Market, the most annoying guys are those alchemists who are pretentious and have eyes above the top!"

In the outside world, although the ancient warriors can't compare with the Tianwu warriors in the Nine Dragons Market, they are stronger than the Nine Dragons Market in terms of painting and other arts, which is normal.

An incomparable sword intent appeared on Yang Mu's body.

All the nonsense, but it made Zhuge Yunfeng and several others look suddenly.

Zhuge Yunfeng's voice was full of amazement. The existence of Yang Mu had simply changed his perception of the outside world.

Come to think of it, you spend most of your time and energy on painting? In this way, at a young age, you can reach the second-rank realm, and it is still from the outside world, it is really incredible! "

If it weren't for this, he would be shameless and go back on his promises, and would not let Yang Mu take Zhuge Wanyu away.

Zhuge Yunfeng looked disappointed and sighed: "I took the liberty. Naturally, this kind of cultivation method is not rumored."