After sending away all the inheritance treasures in his hand, Yang Wu temporarily slowed down the pace of the battle, the Xuejian scroll has been gathered, he also needs time to digest it, and the next thing is to seize other inheritances, and most of them are fifth-layer opponents, and Yang Wu has not encountered them so far.

Yang Wu quieted down and stayed on the bottom floor.

The Xuejian picture scroll was left by Emperor Xuejian to find his own disciples, there are a total of forty pieces, a set of four pictures each, Yang Wu now has one more in addition to a complete set in his hand.

As long as you collect a set of picture scrolls and can pass the test of the world realm, you can become the personal disciple of Emperor Xuejian. Yang Wu was also looking forward to it, hoping that this set of picture scrolls would not disappoint him.

Some inheritances are just Dharma artistic conceptions and the like.

With a little more care, like the gods of the Beixiu world, he worked hard to make ninety-eight stone tablets. Lead the people who get it to repair the school

I don't know what Emperor Xuejian left behind in the end? Of the four major holes of the four pictures, Yang Wu has already passed two, and the assessment of the two newly obtained holes is not much difficult for Yang Wu. Only a slight effort on the fourth hole.

Fourth hole, "Whoohoo......!" The cold wind is howling, the snow is fluttering, and the scene is a field of ice and snow.

In the center, there is a grass hut, and in the grass hut is sitting a white-haired and indifferent man, with a wine jug in front of him, and a fire burning warm wine underneath, and an ordinary sword next to the table.

"You're the keeper of the fourth cave, right? I don't know what to call you, the previous three caves were the Emperor, the Fisherman, and the Assassin.

The three of them have all been defeated at my hands, and you are the only one left!" Yang Wu clone turned to the white-haired indifferent man who was sitting cross-legged.

"It seems that the previous world realm has been killed by you. You can call me a 'swordsman'," the white-haired man with an indifferent face, when he heard that Yang Wu's clone had defeated the guards of the three holes, his eyes suddenly flashed, and his fighting spirit rose, he reached out and picked up the sword on the table, stood up, and slowly walked out of the grass house.

"Swordsman?" Yang Wu's clone smiled faintly, directly calling himself a swordsman, Yang Wu's clone faintly felt that the strength of the keeper of the fourth cave must have exceeded his expectations.

A long sword appeared in Yang Wu's clone, and it was only at the level of a Dao Divine Soldier. Because in the cave, the competition is only swordsmanship, mana, divine power, magic weapons, etc. will be suppressed, and there is not much difference between using the eternal divine weapon and the divine weapon of the Dao.

Shout!

Yang Wu's clone took the lead in drawing out his sword, and with a flash of sword light, he stabbed towards the white-haired man lightly. This sword looks light, powerless, and not fast.

But the white-haired man's face changed, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he also stabbed towards Yang Wu's clone, but it was as fast as lightning, and it was not appropriate to describe it like this, in fact, the speed of the sword had far exceeded the limit of drying, much faster than light. If the strength was a little worse, they couldn't see any sword light and the changes in the body shape of the two rao, which was already beyond the limit of what they could see.

The two of them kept flashing in the wind and snow, and the sword light staggered again and again. The sword of Yang Wu's clone seemed to be slow and fast, no slower than that of the white-haired man.

The swordsmanship performed by the swordsman is too similar to the swordsmanship performed by Yang Wu's clone. In the previous three levels, whether it was an emperor, a fisherman, or an assassin, they all had their own schools of swordsmanship. And the swordsmanship made by the swordsman and Yang Wu's clone seems to be all-inclusive, integrating the essence of various genres.

Two rao swordsmanship, can be violent, can be floating, can be cold.......

Yang Wu's clone and the swordsman were evenly matched. Yang Wu himself and the other clones are through the clones who fight with the swordsman, analyze and perceive the swordsman's swordsmanship, find his weaknesses, and at the same time absorb the essence of his swordsmanship to find his own flaws.

The swordsmanship of the two rao has reached a certain level, and the conversion between attack and defense is smooth, and everything is natural.

Unconsciously, Yang Wu's clone and the swordsman had been fighting for nearly five hours, and Yang Wu's clone had gradually gained the initiative, and his swordsmanship still had some progress in the battle.

"Bell!"

The sword of Yang Wu's clone rested on the throat of the white-haired man. Then he withdrew his sword.

"Congratulations, you've won!" said an ugly smile on the white-haired man's indifferent face.

He can also see that the swordsmanship made by Yang Wu's clone is similar to the path he walked, which is a perfect combination of swordsmanship from various paths, and Yang Wu's clone is fused with much more than him, and the power of swordsmanship is naturally greater than him, but at the beginning, Yang Wu's clone was not proficient in using it, and with the battle, and slowly improving, he did not complain about losing.

Yang Wu's clone flashed, left the neighboring four caves, and returned to the inner world of Yang Wu's own deity. With a wave of his hand, three other different snow book scrolls flew over.

The four scrolls of the Snow Book floated in the air, and began to gradually move closer together, and then completely overlapped together. When the four picture scrolls completely overlapped together, they instantly condensed into a picture scroll, which looked ordinary and had no sword intent, and the picture scroll was painted with a handsome man. The man was carrying a sword on his back and looking into the distance, he was really handsome.

This painting is very expressive, and the painting skill is definitely very high.

"Apprentice, this is a portrait of the teacher, kowtow three times first. A deep voice came from the portrait.

Yang Wu's clone was very speechless, to what extent does this have to be narcissistic, those four paintings are very ordinary, except for the sword intent, there is nothing to be desired.

And now that a painting is synthesized, it must have been painted so expressively, it must have been painted by someone else, not Emperor Xuejian's own handwriting.

Although he was guilty of slander in his heart, his body still knelt down honestly and kowtowed three times to the image floating in the air. Who knows if he left any means.

With a strong man at the emperor level, if he left any means, it would definitely not be something that Yang Wu could resist now.

Call!

When Yang Wu's clone kowtowed, the picture scroll shone brightly, and the light enveloped Yang Wu's clone, bringing him into the Zheng of the picture scroll

In the Xuejian Emperor's Cave, a vast world, in a wilderness, a man with a long sword on his back stood there, and behind him stood respectfully four attendants, these four attendants were the guards of the four caves, the emperor, the fisherman, the assassin, and the swordsman.

Yang Wu's clone appeared out of thin air.

"Apprentice!" The man with the long sword on his back turned his head to look at Yang Wu's clone.

As soon as Yang Wu's clone looked at it, he understood that the man with the long sword in front of him should be his cheap master, but it shouldn't be the deity, but it looks very similar to the portrait, but there is no sword intent in the portrait, and the sword intent contained in the eyes of the man in front of him makes Yang Wu's clone feel frightened.

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