Chapter 313: On the Sword (Part II)

The river is rolling and the water droplets are overflowing.

The night breeze blows, and the water vapor pavement, which is comfortable and comfortable.

Lin Xuan took a sip of the liquor and said quietly: "Your Majesty is hidden behind the scenes at this time, isn't it just like them, also a conspirator?"

He spoke more tactfully, and did not say that the other party was hiding his head and showing his tail according to Yingtian's statement. Although the other party was no longer Emperor Qin, Lin Xuan still knew what to say and what not to say.

Ying Tian smiled, raised his head to look at the vast stars, and said softly, "No!

Lin Xuan frowned, and he asked slowly, "What's the difference?"

In his opinion, Zhou Yu and Zhuge Kongliang both have talents that have passed through the heavens and latitudes, and they are geniuses of the past and the present, and they are even stronger than Emperor Qin in terms of strategy.

These three people were all hiding behind the scenes at this time, coldly watching the chaos in the world, and doing the same thing, but Emperor Qin Yingtian said that he was different from those two.

The moist cold wind blew, and a solemn atmosphere permeated the audience.

Yingtian's eyes were as warm as water, not at all like an emperor who had been on the top for a long time, he looked directly at Lin Xuan, looking at this young man who looked strangely dressed up.

He knew nine out of ten in the world, and there was almost nothing to hide from him, and the man sitting on the ground in front of him and drinking with himself was one.

The other party's origin, identity, and martial arts are all covered in a fog and become a secret that no one knows.

"I was tired of intrigue, so I simply left the temple and came to live among the mountains and rivers. Yingtian's eyes flashed slightly, revealing a look of reminiscence.

"Your Majesty is a Jianghu person, you are destined to be a Jianghu person for a lifetime!" Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is a godless king who has never been seen before or since, and it is precisely because you have been the Emperor of Qin that you will be the Emperor of Qin for the rest of your life!"

The person who can do those deeds is destined to be a person who is not lonely, and his life is destined to be ordinary. Even though Yingtian enjoys the days of affection for the mountains and rivers at this time, he will always return to his own place one day.

Lin Xuan felt the domineering imperial aura from him, and he knew that no matter what happened, he couldn't stop the man in front of him from stepping on the throne.

He is a natural emperor, and he will not be ordinary.

As for the words of enjoying the landscape, Lin Xuan didn't believe a word.

A real hero will never reveal his thoughts to others, not to mention that Emperor Qin is still the hero of the heroes, and he is a unique emperor in the world.

"What realm are you in now?" Ying Tian suddenly lowered his head, staring directly at Lin Xuan, as if he wanted to see through everything about him.

"Chong Xuan!" Lin Xuan put down the wine jar, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yingtian and asked: "Your Majesty is crisscrossing the world, and his martial arts are unfathomable, I don't know what realm he has reached now?"

The bright moon is in the sky, and the river surface is paved with bright shadows, sparkling.

Emperor Qin Yingtian smiled at the corner of his mouth, exuding a special charm, between the moonlight and the autumn water, he was the third kind of stunning color.

Ying Tian smiled: "Condensation!!"

Lin Xuan glanced at Ying Tian deeply, his face was full of incredulity, and he said: "Your Majesty dominates the world, no one is invincible, how can it be just the realm of condensation?"

Ying Tian shook his head slowly, looking at Lin Xuan with an inexplicable look, and he replied softly: "Gong Lingxue thinks that you may be my opponent, so I sent you here." With her eyesight, how could she trust a non-human?"

"Since you can be in the Xuan realm, then why can't I be in the condensation realm?"

"Could it be that Your Majesty is willing to compete with me?" Lin Xuan smiled dumbly and spoke softly.

Since Emperor Qin decided to live in seclusion, he obviously would not make a move easily, and he was ready to return in vain.

He could feel that although Emperor Qin's sword moves were strong, they had not reached the peak realm, and he, like Zhang Suyue, was a swordsman with strong sword intent.

"Look what this is!" Ying Tian smiled slightly, and pointed to the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table: "I don't want to use force with people in ten years, why don't you have a literary fight?"

"What is Wen Dou?" Lin Xuan was curious, glanced at the things on the table, and then raised his head and asked.

"You draw your sword moves on paper, I draw my sword moves on paper, as a swordsman, you should be able to distinguish strength from weak!" Ying Tian said lightly.

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan's heart shook, his face was incredulous, and he replied, "In this way, won't Your Majesty suffer a loss?"

If there is a fight, Emperor Qin will definitely be stronger than him

Not only could he not make a move, but now he didn't even have the sword intent to master, and it was impossible for him to win against Yingtian.

"Hahaha!"

Yingtian laughed loudly, and he slowly spoke: "Where will I suffer?"

In this way, the comparison is the tricks, and the comparison is the perception of the sword moves of the two sides, although it is not intense, but it has a unique flavor, and he doesn't think that Lin Xuan can beat himself, even in this way, he can win against Lin Xuan.

The breeze is slightly curling.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with a brilliant essence, and he didn't hesitate, and directly began to sharpen the ink.

"Boom!"

The river was rolling in his ears, the cold wind was gusting, Lin Xuan was sitting in this vast world, his heart was arrogant, and his eyebrows were also full of rebelliousness.

He is like a wise man whose heart is higher than the sky, and with a wave of his sleeves, he can decide the lives of millions of people in the world, which is daunting.

Lin Xuan spread out the rice paper, lifted the paintbrush with his right hand, and held the wine jar with his left hand.

He poured a large gulp of the liquor from his head, and when it first tasted a little sweet, it turned into a flame, as if it were about to ignite his internal organs.

A hint of blush appeared on Lin Xuan's face, and he couldn't help but admire: "Good wine!"

He raised his pen to draw, and in an instant he drew a golden cloud on the paper.

The golden clouds seemed to be real clouds, and the breeze seemed to move with them.

"Good wine, of course!"

Yingtian rolled up his sleeves and, like Lin Xuan, drank wine and painted at the same time.

Lin Xuan's heart was full of pride, and countless brilliant sword lights appeared in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth went up, and he smiled, feeling that the whole person was much lighter.

"Whew!"

In less than half a cup of tea, Lin Xuan put down the paintbrush in his hand and pushed the drawing paper in his hand to Emperor Qin Yingtian.

Meanwhile.

Yingtian also put down the paintbrush and handed the finished painting to Lin Xuan.

The pen and ink are not dry, but both paintings exude a monstrous atmosphere, as if these are not two paintings, but two unique swords.

Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked towards the painting made by Ying Tian.

Yingtian painted himself, to be precise, what he looked like when he was the emperor, wearing a dragon robe, a nine-fold crown, and a world-only body, suppressing the world's unparalleled domineering.

Lin Xuan's breath became short, he saw a style of swordsmanship from this painting, maybe it can also be said that the person in the painting is a sword.

This sword is the emperor's sword, a sword out, invincible in the world, and thousands of floating corpses.

The churning blood mist rippled out of Lin Xuan's body, this was the evil qi he had accumulated in his lifetime of killing, and at this time, it gushed out uncontrollably, turning into an extremely hideous blood-colored giant tiger, looking at the moon and roaring at this moment, the sound echoed in all directions, rolling up layers of ripples in the night sky.

"You're guilty!!"

At this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly heard a violent shout, which was as shocking as a thunderbolt explosion, and it filled his entire heart in an instant.

"You're guilty!!"

The breeze blew, as if he had spirituality, and he shouted angrily at Lin Xuan.

The starlight fell, and it seemed to have a mind of its own, and it roared.

"You're guilty!!"

"You're guilty!!"

The whole heaven and earth were filled with supreme domineering voices, as if the emperor was on high and judged a sinner.

"You're guilty!!"

Faces suddenly appeared in the distance, men and women, old and young, all with frightened expressions.

They raised their hands in unison and roared in a mournful and mournful voice: "You are guilty!!"

I don't know how long it took, Lin Xuan slowly came back to his senses, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a big gulp.

The cold wind blew, and the sweat oozing from his body went away, bringing a biting coolness.

Emperor Qin's sword is the sword of the emperor, the sword of judgment, and the sword of punishment.

Anyone facing his sword can't help but think of the mistakes they have made, they will feel that they are very unbearable, and they even have the idea of trying the sword with their bodies and apologizing with death.

"Your Majesty's sword is worthy of the name of the emperor!"

Lin Xuan exclaimed, grabbed the wine jar, and drank it to himself.

For some reason, the previous spirits were a little more bitter at the moment, and the taste was not as strong as before.

"Your sword is not bad, either!" Ying Tian put down the drawing paper in his hand, his face still had a sense of shock, he glanced at Lin Xuan deeply, and asked softly, "Do you have the ambition to be an emperor?"

"No!" Lin Xuan shook his head and replied seriously: "I'm just reckless in the rivers and lakes, and I have never had the ambition to be the king!"

"Then why ......" Ying Tian hesitated, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Why is your sword also the sword of the emperor, as if the emperor made a move?"

"This kind of swordsmanship can only be practiced by emperors, there is no ambition, there is no ambition to swallow the world, and it is absolutely impossible to use such swordsmanship!"

Lin Xuan smiled but said nothing, his eyes burning, and he looked down at the painting he had made.

There are golden auspicious clouds in the painting, and there are golden dragons in the clouds, which are as long as thousands of feet, as if they are traversing the heavens and the earth, and they are extraordinary.

If you let the master of swordsmanship see this painting, he will definitely applaud, because there is a sword hidden in the painting, an imperial sword.

That move is like a golden dragon that covers the sky and the sun, and anyone and everything in the world must surrender to its feet.

There are no superfluous changes in this move, there is no murderous aura, and there is just the aura of a world-honored emperor.

This move of the Emperor's Sword is a style of swordsmanship created by Lin Xuan after seeing Emperor Qin win the sky, although it is not his strongest move, but it can also be ranked to the peak level.

"This victory or defeat is all in the thoughts of His Majesty!" Lin Xuan bowed and said softly.

"You ......"

Yingtian pondered for a long time, shook his head, smiled faintly, and replied: "This battle might as well be regarded as a draw, and when I am like the rivers and lakes again, you and I will have a good competition!"

"Good!"

Lin Xuan nodded heavily, and said loudly: "Since Your Majesty is so interested, I should accompany you!"

The cold wind is blowing.

Lin Xuan lowered his head, his face gloomy.

When Yingtian returns to the rivers and lakes, he will inevitably lose to him.

Because he is the Emperor of Qin, as long as he is the Emperor of Qin, he cannot lose.

There is only one person who can defeat him.

That's death......