Li Cheng's face was full of embarrassment. Hearing what Immortal Emperor Tianyuan said, he realized he sat on a mountain of treasures without knowing it.
"I really don't know how you came to comprehend so many Sword Dao and Fist Path rules. I'm not proficient in the Fist Path, but as for Swordsmanship, I can transmit to you one technique,"
Immortal Emperor Tianyuan said, struggling to suppress the urge to vomit blood in frustration.
"Just one? Not to mention dozens, but at least ten or eight, right?" Li Cheng frowned. This was an Immortal Emperor, after all. He should fleece him completely.
Immortal Emperor Tianyuan's ethereal figure visibly clenched his teeth in the dark, clearly furious once more.
Such a dignified Immortal Emperor, yet it felt like his state of mind was about to be shattered.
