Chapter 147: Only Mourning

Thinking back to the past, Lin Xuan only felt that he was preoccupied.

He suddenly felt as if there was a familiar item in his hand, and when he looked down, it was an ancient long sword.

Lin Xuan had a feeling that the sword in his hand was not a sword, but a person with his own thoughts, a person with emotions.

The sword was sad and heavy, exuding a suffocating and oppressive aura, like a mountain pressing down on the chest, making people uneasy.

The sword intent that Lin Xuan comprehended was itself realized by Xiaomeng, but in fact, this sword intent also represented the emotion for Xiaomeng in his heart.

Sad.

Heavy sorrow.

Mourning for leaving...... Mourning for missing out...... Mourn for nostalgia......

Although Lin Xuan had engraved everything about the other party in his heart, there was a lonely sadness that stayed there forever.

Whether it is wandering in the wind and rain, or wandering in the years, the past has always stopped.

When Lin Xuan realized the sword intent from the past, that sad sword intent hit his heart hard at the same time, leaving a deep wound there, and a lot of blood was shed.

Every time he used his sword intent, the wound in his heart would increase by three points, and the blood would flow out more and more.

It's his choice, and no one can change it!

With the passage of time and the accumulation of time, the wound in his heart will not only not be smoothed, but even expanded.

When he used his sword intent to meet the enemy, this grief was like an arrow from the string, tearing his heart apart like a flash flood.

Invisible blood would flow from the wounds in his heart, leaving him bruised all over his body, and when he used his sword intent, he had to endure the torment of loneliness and gloom at all times.

This sword intent does not have an amazing speed, no shocking killing, and no domineering spirit that dominates the world, it only has shocking sadness.

When he held the long sword in his hand, Lin Xuan had already felt that kind of sadness that bordered on despair.

He even had the illusion that the sword he would stab at someone in the future would not be stabbed into the throat of the other person, but into his own heart.

If you hurt others, you also hurt yourself.

Lin Xuan was silent, the sadness between his eyebrows became more and more intense, he held the ancient sword with sword intent condensed, and his heart seemed to have become full of holes at this moment.

"This is the sword intent I realized for you, only the sword intent ...... mourn"

The breeze was blowing, and the white clothes were staggering.

Lin Xuan left a lonely figure in the wind, as well as a dazzling sadness.

......

"Buzz!"

A blood-colored sword arc swept from a distance like a shock, and it only arrived in front of Lin Xuan in an instant.

At this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

After sensing the impending threat, Lin Xuan didn't panic for a moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he took out the quaint long sword in his hand.

The sword in Lin Xuan's hand was dim, and there was a world of difference from the sword held by the other party.

If the other party's sword is amazing, then Lin Xuan's sword is immature and ordinary.

"When you swing your sword quickly, have you ever thought that the wind in the sky will also be cut by you, do you know that it will also be sad?"

"When you kill someone, have you ever thought that the person you killed will also grieve, but do you know that his relatives and friends will also griev?"

"You seem to have murderous intent, but have you ever remembered that you were an ordinary person at the beginning, but you know that you also have seven emotions and six desires, and you will also grieve for the loss of life?"

At the moment when Lin Xuan's sword collided with the opponent's sword, endless sword intent emanated from his side, and the monstrous sadness permeated the entire heaven and earth.

These terrifying sword intents descended from the void, and they turned into countless pink peach blossoms and sprinkled down one after another, like a rain of flowers falling out of thin air, which was particularly beautiful and moving.

The blood-clothed man's originally calm eyes also showed a hint of surprise, he felt a trace of killing sword intent from this seemingly prosperous scene, this killing sword intent was not much, but it made him have to be moved.

And when those peach petals fell, a wisp of fast sword intent was revealed, and in the blink of an eye, it fell from the void to the top of the blood-clothed man's head, so that he didn't have time to react at all.

"I didn't expect that this special sword intent of him actually absorbed my killing sword intent and fast sword intent, it's really weird!"

"What an evil boy!"

Lin Xuan's sword intent gave the blood-clothed man an inexplicable shock, he had never seen such a strange sword intent, so that the speed of swinging the sword was half a point slower.

For a master swordsman, every flaw is a mortal threat.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, seizing this fleeting opportunity, the sword in his hand turned into a streamer, quickly slashing across the body of the blood-clothed man.

Immediately afterwards, the peach blossoms in the sky also descended in an instant, completely submerging the blood-clothed man in the sea of flowers.

Each of these petals was extremely sharp, and when they landed on the blood-clad man, they quickly left countless wounds on him.

"The afterlife is terrifying!"

The blood-clothed man hadn't recovered from the shock, and when he realized his injury, he just smiled slightly, then flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

......

Lin Xuan's face was expressionless, he sat cross-legged, quietly meditating and pranayama, calming his mind.

After a while, he slowly stood up.

"Click!"

One step fell, and he stepped on the second jade step.

......

The golden monkey rose up with a thousand swords, and Yuyu clarified thousands of miles. ”

"Domineering and unparalleled, blood-stained armor is fierce and demonic. A monkey and a knife fight the end of the world, and the fierce name is incomparable in the world. ”

As an incomparably domineering verse came, Lin Xuan saw a monkey wearing a golden battle armor.

The monkey was short, as tall as a child of seven or eight years old, and although it was very well-behaved, it gave people a terrible feeling, and its whole body exuded a terrifying ferocity.

"This demon king went from the southern region to the eastern region, and fought against tens of thousands of stars, and the strongest person of each star called himself Buddha, but none of these tens of thousands of Buddhas could take the sword of this demon king!"

With a wave of the monkey's hand, many heads flew out of its sleeves and landed in the open space on the edge of the sky, piling up into mountains.

Those heads were bald, with no hair on their heads, and even if they were cut off, they still exuded bursts of Buddha light.

They are basically broken from the neck, and the fracture is extremely neat, and the wound is filled with a strange smell.

The sad wind blew and whistled, and the rich smell of blood could be smelled all over the world.

Flames lit up in the monkey's eyes, and Lin Xuan suddenly felt as if he seemed to see snowflakes in the sky from the flames in his eyes.

A violent aura came from the monkey's body, Lin Xuan's body trembled violently, he felt like a lonely boat driving in the wind and waves, and he could lose his life at any time.

"Poof!"

Spewing out a large mouthful of blood mist, Lin Xuan clenched his fists tightly, allowing the blood to fall between his lips.

He felt cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and an indescribable chill spread throughout his body.

Disdain appeared in the monkey's eyes, and it smiled lightly and continued to speak.

"This demon king cut from the northernmost part of the Eastern Regions, holding a watermelon knife, to the southernmost part of the Eastern Regions, and cut back and forth for a full fifty years, when the real cut Buddhism blood flowed like a river. ”

"But I just got the knife in my hand, the knife in my hand, the knife in my hand, and I did the simplest action, and I took off the heads of those bald donkeys, and the demon king didn't even blink a glance. ”

The monkey's voice was low, and the chill emanating from it was enough to freeze the earth.

"Huh!"

Although Lin Xuan was injured at the moment, he couldn't help but laugh when he heard that Buddhism had been so badly injured.

"What are you laughing at?"

Suddenly, a short knife appeared in the monkey's hand, and this knife exuded a strange aura, exactly the same as the breath of those skull wounds.

The moment the knife in the monkey's hand appeared, the whole world fell into a dead silence.

"What are you laughing at?"

The monkey spoke again, his eyes narrowing.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Lin Xuan felt that the sword qi in his whole body trembled rapidly, as if he had encountered an existence that frightened them, and at that moment, all the goosebumps on his body rose.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart, Lin Xuan replied softly: "I don't like Buddhism, hearing such a feat from my predecessors, I only feel that my blood is boiling, and I can't wait to follow my predecessors to do the same thing again, the kid just can't help but laugh, I hope my seniors will forgive me!"

The monkey glanced at Lin Xuan deeply, as if he was discerning whether what he said was true or false.

"This demon king only demonstrates once, how much you can learn from it, it all depends on your own ability. ”

It stood up, its shaggy right hand gripping the hilt tightly.

In an instant, a powerful sword intent that spanned the world burst out from the watermelon knife in the monkey's hand.

"Slash!"

The monkey slashed into the void with an understatement, this knife looked extremely ordinary, and its exposed trace of tyrannical sword intent could cause the galaxy to roll upside down and shatter the heavens and the earth.

What this road shows is not only its unparalleled domineering in the world, but also the simplicity of the road and the subtlety of returning to the basics.

Lin Xuan looked at the monkey's movements in a daze, he couldn't imagine that this monkey could actually give two completely different breaths to the knife.

This knife is not only back to basics, but also dominating the world!!

"Don't be in a daze, the next change is the essence!"

The monkey glanced at Lin Xuan, who was stunned, and with a flick of his wrist, the knife that was originally split in the void changed again.

At this moment, the monkey's temperament changed suddenly, just like a chivalrous man who was dissatisfied with his poor life, in the midst of thousands of troops, while being seriously injured, he swung a hysterical knife at the emperor who was high above.

With this swing of the knife, Lin Xuan felt the pride of turning the world upside down, and felt the domineering of fighting a million male soldiers alone.

This knife slashed out, and the heavens and the earth collapsed.

This knife is slashed, and everything is destroyed.

With this sword, the world does not exist.

Everything that Lin Xuan saw in his eyes disappeared, not even the body of a monkey did not exist, and the only thing left was a domineering watermelon knife.

This knife is out, no foreign objects are allowed, only oneself is left!!

Lin Xuan's face froze, and then he felt as if he had also turned into smoke and dust, and disappeared under the opponent's domineering knife.