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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.