Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 539: One break...oh no, double company, become famous in one battle

There is a poem that says: "The romantic and literary talent is endless, and the ink and wash compete with the poetry for beauty."

Thousands of years ago, Confucianism gave birth to a supreme figure. His talent was the best in the world. It is said that this man had two talents, one was poetry and the other was painting.

His poems are fresh and elegant, with wonderful artistic conception. When reading his poems, you can always see those extraordinary magnificent and gorgeous scenery, but his paintings are different from his poems and are very monotonous.

It's so monotonous that there are only two colors, one black and one white.

Apart from this, he did not use any colors. He once boasted that "among all the painters, ink and wash are the best."

"The Poet's Sword" was created by this person. On the last page of the technique of the Poet's Sword, he wrote a sentence describing the key to the highest state of the Poet's Sword.

"When painting landscapes, the intention is to put the brush first. On a mountain with a foot of trees, a horse can separate people. People in the distance have no eyes, and trees in the distance have no branches. There are no rocks in the mountains in the distance, and they are as faint as eyebrows; there are no waves in the water in the distance, and they are as high as the clouds - this It’s a secret.”

Everyone who studies poetry knows this sentence, but looking at the ancient and modern world, there are only a few people who can understand this sentence.

Because this sentence seems to be describing the essence of ink painting, but in fact it is also talking about poetry and swords.

"Whenever painting landscapes, the intention comes first."

When it comes to poetry, it means "a line of poetry and a sentence, with the intention of setting the scene first."

Putting it in the way of swordsmanship, it means "to kill the front and attack the back, with the intention of using the sword first."

When a person who realizes this level draws a sword, the sky and the earth lose all color, leaving only ink. White represents the intention of the wielder of the sword, and black represents the move of the wielder.

When Chu Jun returned to draw his sword, the only word left blank was the word "kill". The murderous intention came out first, which set the main tone of this small scene.

"Far people have no eyes, and distant trees have no branches." In this ink painting where the sky and the earth are spread out, everything is blurred, including the Holy Lord's reaction and perception.

"Killing" is the main tone of this painting. Only the sword in Chu Jun's hand is ink black, so only he can use his pen and ink freely on this painting.

Even if others struggle, it is not the tone that this ink painting should have. They are either rendered white or swallowed up by black!
"Which Confucian saint are you?" The Holy Governor recognized that the move the man in front of him had just used was the Poet's Sword.

He spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and his heart went cold.

Damn, the sword is even coated with poison!
"I'm just an assassin." Chu Junhui drew out his sword indifferently.

As expected, the Holy Governor has no use for the Martial Ancestor Shimiao. The sword he just struck has more than a hundred kinds of divine control effects. If this person can still move, it is considered that his mountain-level physique is strong enough.

The second sword is the owl's head.

Everything went smoothly, and the world returned to its normal color after the sword passed.

Chu Junhui put the Holy Governor's head in the wooden box on King Wu's case and threw it into the Qiankun Bag. Then he sheathed his sword, walked to Zhu Shaosi's side, and used the Poet's Sword "Knowing becomes truer" "Help her remove the fingerprints on her neck.

"Sorry, just to be on the safe side, I took a long time to accumulate power."

When he used the magical power "The Hermit is Like a Shadow" to hide in Zhu Shaosi's shadow, he had already discovered the Holy Governor in the temple, and used the Jucha Sword to investigate some of the effects of this man's Martial Ancestor's First Temple.

The First Temple of Wu Zu·The scorched earth of silence.

Anyone in the scorched earth will definitely die within thirty seconds, and as the owner of the Martial Ancestor's First Temple, the Holy Governor can survive in this place for thirty-one seconds.

He relies on this second difference to defeat the enemy.

The First Temple of Martial Ancestor is not powerful at all. If you put it outside, Chu Junhui feels that you can definitely demolish the First Temple of Martial Ancestor within thirty seconds, but if you put it outside It's different here in the palace.

The Holy Governor's Temple of the Martial Ancestor is three miles away. He has the "right of priority" here, which would be extremely powerful. He might actually be killed by him using this scorched earth of annihilation.

Therefore, Chu Junhui wanted to be on the safe side and ensure that he would kill with one strike, so he did not take action as soon as Zhu Shaosi was exposed.

"It doesn't matter."

There was nothing Zhu Shaosi couldn't understand about this approach. She knew that Chu Junhui had the ability to bring the dead back to life, so she really didn't panic just now.

Although I have long understood how incredible my husband is through countless sparring sessions, it still feels a bit unreal to see him kill a mountain-level person with two swords. The person who felt the same as her was King Wu.

He has not yet come out of a series of incidents such as "The female monarch actually wanted to harm me", "The Holy Governor actually deliberately let out the news that his time is coming", "The Holy Governor wants to kill the female monarch".

In a blink of an eye, the Holy Governor of the Peak Realm was decapitated.

Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do...

King Wu sat paralyzed on the ground, unconscious for a long time.

At this time, whether it was Chu Junhui or Zhu Shaosi, if they wanted to kill him, they would have to kill him with a sword, but neither of them took action. They just pretended that he did not exist, bypassed him and left the hall.

When they left the palace, a dream silently covered their tracks, and they left the King of Wu's Palace in an unhurried and dignified manner.

The ban of the palace was their best protection. The ban suppressed Zhenren Xing Yu's perception. He failed to discover what they had done and just passed by the two madmen.

……

The female monarch brought the head of the Holy Governor to meet the chief minister of Qi State.

The great cabinet minister was shocked when he opened the box and saw the head of the Holy Governor. He was overjoyed and horrified at the same time.

I asked urgently: "Where is Marquis Changle? I will go to him to ask for merit!"

The female monarch replied: "Assassins in ancient times never had any reason to retreat. Marquis Changle killed the holy governor in the main hall. After his success, thousands of warriors surrounded him. He was wounded by thousands of knives. He fought to the death to send me out of the palace. I got this head to serve the country." ”

The senior cabinet minister showed grief on his face and said in admiration: "The Marquis of Changle is really a scholar of the country! I am not as good as him!"

"My condolences to you, I will ask the sage to write a biography for him, so that he will be famous forever after his death."

"The great cabinet minister praised me, my husband only made a small contribution and is not worthy of a biography."

The indifferent words of the female monarch made the Grand Cabinet member frown.

"Marquis Changle is your husband, is this a bit harsh?"

"A mountain-level head is not enough for him to claim merit, but is the Great Cabinet Master sure that the wooden box in his hand only contains the head of a holy governor?"

what!
Marquis Changle wouldn’t even kill the King of Wu, right?

If he doesn't consider the interests of Qi State and only thinks about shocking the world, it's really hard to say!

The chief minister was confused and looked into the wooden box.

He took out the Holy Lord's head and made sure that the wooden box was empty.

"Huh..." The sergeant in the Grand Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief.

"What? Queen, please don't do this kind of fun in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt the world spinning.

The next moment, the lid of the wooden box was closed, and the female monarch's voice sounded in his ears through the solid wood.

"I'm serious."

"The Holy Governor has already planned to participate in the national war, but he is not even prepared to be assassinated... You are the same, you are just as loose as him."

"How can someone like you lead Qi to dominate the world? Let's go, Qi will be helmed by a better person than you."

In the big tent, the man who sheathed his sword slowly turned into the appearance of a great cabinet minister.

(End of this chapter)