Supreme Martial God

"Kill!"

One of the black-clothed men shouted, and suddenly, the entire street was filled with killing intent, as though it was a vast river, rushing towards Lin Yue.

"Hug me tightly!" Lin Yue frowned, with a serious look in his eyes, he ordered Zheng Wan to hide behind his back. He pulled out the Ink Sword, turned his body, and activated the Taiyi Empyrean Sword Sword Art, sweeping across.

"Ding ding ding!"

The sword energy clashed, and a string of tyrannical sword qi formed a flame that burned the night sky. The cold street also seemed to be lit up with a fierce temperature.

These twelve black clothed people were all impressively experts, with Lin Yue's tyrannical Sword Qi, he actually did not have the slightest advantage!

Lin Yue frantically surged, his body forming a tide of Genuine Essence s, a large amount of pure Genuine Essence s congealed and poured into the Ink Sword s. The Ink Sword's spirit light flickered, and lines of patterns appeared on the sword blade, releasing a bright light.

Then, with a radius of several dozen feet, sword energies howled. The illusionary sword images spread out in the air like falling leaves, piercing towards the 12 assassins!

"Ding Ding!"

The assassin swung his sword to intercept the attack. The sword qi clone was destroyed, but not a single person was injured!

When the assassins looked back again, Lin Yue was already not in the middle of the street, his Sword Qi clone was just trying to confuse the enemy!

"Over there!"

A black clad assassin coldly shouted as he pointed towards a nearby building's rooftop. Lin Yue who was carrying Zheng Wan was currently flying far away from the rooftop.

The leader of the assassins was furious, his eyes revealed a look of anger, and with a loud shout, the twelve black light leapt up one after another and chased after him.

"Whooosh."

's hair was all messed up by the wind. He hid behind Lin Yue and asked anxiously: "hubby, where are we going?"

Lin Yue's eyes were firm, he looked at the brightly lit buildings, and said calmly: "Regardless of how much power the people who want to harm me have, they will never be able to completely seal off the entire Tianxuan City, we are going to the most bustling place right now, I do not believe that those assassins will dare to kill people in front of everyone!"

"Mm …" Ah, hubby, they have caught up! "Zheng Wan turned her head to look back and immediately cried out in alarm. In the darkness of the night, the twelve figures pounced forward like twelve black sharp blades.

The man in the lead even rode his sword, the sword light beneath his feet shining brightly like the moon and the stars!

Lin Yue clenched his teeth, took out his Spirit Sword and stepped on his sword, rushing forward.

It was just that if he were to ride the sword by herself, she would barely be able to endure for half an incense's time. With her current cultivation level, carrying Zheng Wan, it was almost impossible for him to even control the sword.

But luckily Lin Yue had a powerful Hung Meng Martial Spirit, even though his whole body was about to explode and his soul was in extreme pain, he still clenched his teeth and endured.

Riding the sword, in the blink of an eye, he slightly increased the distance between him and the twelve assassins, making it difficult for the other side to catch up.

When the black robed assassin saw this, his eyes flashed with surprise. Not to mention a fourth level Martial Master kid, even with his Martial Master, it would be extremely difficult for him to carry a person on his back on a sword.

"No wonder Master told us to kill this person. This kind of talent is indeed shocking. If he is given some time, his future achievements will definitely not be small …" This child cannot be left alive! "

The black clothed person increased his speed once again. The Spirit Sword beneath his feet had already reached their brightest limit of light, nearly burning the Spiritual Fire to the point of burning it. If he was any faster, the entire Spirit Sword would have been destroyed on its own!

turned around and looked at him with a panicked expression, but she clenched her teeth and did not say anything. She suddenly hugged Lin Yue tightly, stuck out her lips and bit on Lin Yue's ear.

"hubby, put me down."

Lin Yue growled, and angrily shouted: "Shut up!"

Suddenly, he released Lin Yue, and it was easy for him to struggle free. If this continued, they would not be able to escape this bustling area, and the two of them would be caught up to.

But then, Lin Yue opened his mouth and said solemnly: "Zheng Wan, prepare yourself. Protect your vital parts and I will send you away first …"

Zheng Wan did not know what Lin Yue meant by that, but she suddenly felt her body becoming lighter, and Lin Yue used his right hand to hug her waist. His right hand shone with a gold light, releasing a Genuine Essence that threw her forward.

This wave of energy was vigorous and majestic, as though a great tide had surged, as though mountains and rivers were flowing backwards. Zheng Wan's gentle and soft body uncontrollably rose up into the air, and in the blink of an eye, she and Lin Yue separated and flew towards the bustling region.

"hubby!"

Zheng Wan was in the air, looking at Lin Yue who was gradually decreasing his speed, her eyes revealed worry, but her cultivation was weak, the power was dense and continuous, enveloping her, she had no way to resist. They could only watch as the building beneath them retreated quickly, and hubby had lost the ability to control the sword. She landed on the roof, and very quickly, she was surrounded by the assassins chasing from behind.

Seeing Zheng Wan flying far away, Lin Yue reckoned that she could escape safely. She heaved a sigh of relief, and with a cold expression, she turned and faced the twelve assassins.

"Shua!"

When the burly man with the imperial sword arrived and saw that Lin Yue was the only one left, he taunted his with a cold smile: "He's an infatuated fool. For a woman, he dares to forsake such a precious chance to escape, extremely foolish!

Lin Yue did not say a word, tightly holding onto the Ink Sword, very quickly, the other eleven assassins followed suit and surrounded him.

"We are all experts of the Martial Master or infinitely close to it. You are merely a fourth level Martial Master. It is best that you do not resist. There is no meaning in that at all."

Hearing the big size man's ridicule, Lin Yue's face was expressionless, and said indifferently: "Since I have to die, then I just want to ask who exactly it is that wants to kill me, and whose people are you?"

The man snorted and said: "We are the guards of Princess Qin Xi, you dare to disobey Princess Qin Xi's orders, and have ordered us to kill you!"

Lin Yue shook his head, as if he was looking at a fool, and said: "If you really are Qin Xi's people, then you would definitely not dare to call her by her name. It looks like, there's someone else who killed me who wants to frame her."

"Humph!" We are the princess's men! "Die!"

The twelve assassins swung their swords, the fierce sword beams interweaving to form a formation, the power suddenly multiplied by several times, instantly suppressing Lin Yue and preventing him from escaping.

Lin Yue's sword force rippled, his entire being followed the sword, and occasionally used the Ghost Step, rushing back and forth in the sword formation.

These people were all powerful, with Lin Yue's abnormal fighting strength, if he fought with any of them, he would not be able to gain the upper hand, and could only bitterly endure.

The leader of the assassins sneered, and continued to organize wave after wave of attacks, firmly suppressing Lin Yue.

Lin Yue used all of his powers and barely managed to enter a stalemate with the other party for a moment, as wounds started to appear on his body nonstop, and the signs of him falling were getting bigger and bigger.

At the end of the long street, a figure could be seen. This person was dressed as a scholar and was holding an ancient book in his hand. Under the moonlight, he was walking while shaking his head and chanting.

"A pot of wine between the flowers …" Solitary Drinking Non-Phase Couples... Lift your glass and invite the moon... "Three on Shadow …"

His voice was very low when he spoke. It sounded like the size of a mosquito, but after two steps, it became louder, then it became like the chirping of a chicken. With a few steps, the sound covered the entire street.

In the moonlight, the further the scholar went, the louder his voice became. The battle on the rooftop was also enveloped in the sound of the poem. The killing intent coiling around him melted away bit by bit, becoming soft, as if he had suddenly starved.

The leader of the assassins was furious. He ruthlessly kicked the roof. A piece of green tile immediately turned into a lightning bolt as it shot towards the scholar.

The scholar leisurely walked forward, his head still shaking as he recited a poem. He seemed to not have heard about the impending doom.

"I, Ge Yue, am wandering around..." I dance in confusion... "If the heavens do not love wine, the stars of wine do not exist in the heavens …"

At this moment, the poem's sound was already sonorous and resounding, gradually becoming like wind and thunder. As it swept across the area, the nearby blocks were also included.

While the flying tiles were still in the air, they suddenly turned into smoke and disappeared into the air.

At this moment, the assassins were shocked. They all realized that this scholar was not ordinary.

..." If you don't like wine... The earth should be free of wine spring... "As expected of the heavens …

It was vast and boundless. This scholar continued his journey and recited poems along the way. The sounds became louder and louder until it seemed like the collapse of a mountain. Half of the city was completely shaken.

The twelve assassins suddenly lost control and slowly flew up into the air. No matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the restraints.

"Since the sage has drank... There was no need to ask for immortals … Three Cups to the Way... "One match, one fight, one fight …"

The sound of the poem travelled far away and in the imperial palace which was located in the center of the Tianxuan City, Monarch Qin Zheng who was currently resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

The Imperial Consort Qing beside him looked at him curiously, and said gently, "Your Majesty, it is already late in the night, why are you suddenly awake, is this a dream?"

Qin Zheng's expression was heavy as he slowly stood up and walked to the front of the railings. Looking into the distance, his eyes revealed deep astonishment. Suddenly, his hands stretched out horizontally, then opened up towards both sides of his body.

When Imperial Consort Qing saw this scene, the teacup in her hand trembled, and water dripped from it, wetting her beautiful phoenix sleeves.

She stood there in a daze, looking at the back view of the Monarch. His pious demeanor and actions. As a daughter of a noble family of the Eastern Emperor, she was extremely familiar with him.

This was the standard posture for children to pay their respects to their parents and subjects …

The most sacred and solemn etiquette in the world.

Qin Zheng had carried on as the Eastern Emperor for hundreds of years with numerous children. Her father, the empress dowager, had also left for her own home.

Imperial Consort Qing looked into the distance. Within her Tianxuan City, most of the lights had already gone out.

The sky was filled with stars as the bright moon shone down from above, illuminating the world. Within his field of vision, there was no one.

But as intelligent as the Imperial Consort Qing, he didn't ask any further and walked over, standing shoulder to shoulder with Qin Zheng, and extended his hands out horizontally.

Heaven and Earth was clear, the universe was vast, and no matter how strong you were, there was still someone that you couldn't surpass.

As Imperial Consort Qing thought about this, she also slowly lowered her head and solemnly bowed.