Speaking of this, Qi Mei seems to have a hot throat, and she can still feel the excitement of her emotions when she opens her mouth.
"...that's a... dragon."
The emperor, who heard the whole story, couldn't believe his ears.
For a while, his emotions surged, and his face was as red as blood.
"Beast, why do you do such a thing! You actually made a private agreement with the kings of the Southern Border, and even used your adoptive father! You! Evil beast!" son.
The green king buried his head and dared not look at his father, so he said in a low voice, "...Father, you have always disliked me. You have to demote my son to the southern border. This is the only way my son is afraid. To ward off evil spirits and open the way, in exchange for a generous salary. I never, never thought that I would kill all the righteous brothers."
The emperor looked at his obese son with mixed feelings in his heart. The king is very polite, and even he must give priority to those who are good-looking. He has never paid much attention to this son because of his poor posture.
He originally arranged for him to go to the Southern Border because of the comfortable life in the Southern Border, so he could stay away from the hustle and bustle of the capital, so as not to get involved in the struggle. Really out of a good heart. But never had a good sit down with him. Every time he spoke, he was cold and indifferent, but unknowingly made him so afraid. So much so that it caused a catastrophic disaster.
Luo Ming said coldly: "It's not right for him to use me to exchange power for him. But he should kill him by lying about the situation in the city."
The green king suddenly raised his head and knocked on the ground with a bang, blood dripping from his forehead, dyed all over his face.
"Foster father! For the past ten years, I have not dared to have fun, and I have had a hard time sleeping. I have come to the island three times, and I am ready to lead my death. Every time I come to Jiangnan, I will leave three suicide notes, one for the father and one for the emperor. Mother concubine, give it to the righteous brother. Ten years ago, the child could not stop you, please take my life. Please spare the father and emperor. "
He knocked heavily again, almost giving the illusion that his neck was about to break. The emperor looked desolate in his heart. In the world, are there any parents who can watch their son die in front of him
"Brother Luo, there are thousands of mistakes. It's because I am a father who can't discipline children. If you want to settle accounts, feel free to ask me."
"No, Royal Father, this matter is all because of my son and minister. The responsibility lies with me. My son has long been unlovable, so please take this life away from my adoptive father!"
But Luo Ming's eyes didn't stay on the Green King for half a minute.
He seemed to have no interest in the green king, his eyes passed through the green king, looked straight at the emperor, and smiled insidiously.
"The surnamed Li, I just listened to the words of your dog son. The Yi brothers who gave me birth and death, and the lives of my three sons, all explained to the Southern Border."
Luo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had a low reputation, with a fierceness that seemed to bite his throat and gnashing his teeth, his long loose hair and an aging and tired face, for a moment, he looked like a vengeful ghost returning from hell. . Upon closer inspection, I realized that the illusion was not the long gray hair or the terrifying low voice, but a pair of eyes that looked like a devil with hatred.
"My family's treasured sword, for your son, was folded on the body of the monster. Since then, my Luo family's supreme weapon has become a thing to deceive the world and steal its name. People can practice it, and there is no successor.
My son, because of your son, no bones left, turned into a pool of blood. Violent corpse in the barren wilderness of the southern border. In the end, my children, I was left with a nightmare that lasted ten years.
I, because of your son, have been conspiring and scheming for ten years, robbing me and offending my fellow martial arts fellows since I ruined my reputation all my life. Today, he has become a waste person who is not far from death. The shame that your Li family has given me, the pain that you have given me, if I don’t find you to pay it back, who will I find? "
The emperor condensed his face, nodded slowly and said, "Yes, you should find me."
"Sword come."
Luo Ming stretched out a trembling big hand, and Yujian behind him handed out the saber and put it in Master's hand, but found that the sword was shaking violently. I thought it was caused by Master's excitement and anger, but only after looking carefully did I understand - Luo Ming was unable to hold the sword.
Just now, he had a fierce battle with Dugu, which triggered internal injuries. At this time, he could not even hold the sword steadily.
Luo Ming squeezed his five fingers together, and managed to grasp the hilt of the sword. At this moment, he regained his awe-inspiring murderous aura, and pointed his sword towards the emperor.
"I'm killing you now, are you dissatisfied?"
"have."
"Say."
"You and I, Jin Lan, are married, and my brother might kill my brother?"
Luo Ming quickly cut off a strand of long hair with a sword.
"This is where the brotherhood of you and me ends."
"Your Luojian Villa was ordered to protect the monarch. Could this minister kill the monarch?"
"But if there is hatred, ten emperors are also killed!"
"Some of you have a sword, but I'm defenseless. The rules of the rivers and lakes, there is no resistance, can you kill?"
Luo Ming pondered.
"...you want to do it with me?"
"How can people who practice martial arts be slaughtered. Even if there is only death today, why should I be afraid of a battle?"
Luo Ming thought for a moment, the sword edge shook, and the emperor only felt that the acupoint was loosened, and he could move.
Luo Ming ordered: "Give him the sword, and you all leave. Only us are left here."
Feng Jiandao: "But Master, your body..."
"Don't let the teacher repeat, go."
Feng Jian and the others did not dare to disobey, so they had to leave quickly. There was a huge house, and all of a sudden, only Luo Ming and the other three were left.
The emperor took up his long sword and took a self-portrait against the sharp blade, reflecting his middle-aged self. Reminiscing about the past is unforgettable.
"After decades, I didn't expect that the second fight would be the time of life and death."
Luo Ming didn't look at him, the sword edge trembled, and there was a bloodstain on the emperor's cheek, and said coldly.
"After that, come and die."
Chapter 90
The emperor and Luo Ming have known each other for decades, and they know each other's martial arts well.
How can the emperor not understand the gap between him and Luo Ming's martial arts. Just because he just finished his sword qi and acupoints in one go, the emperor couldn't do it anyway. After all, it's still a serious injury.
But in life, you can't give up easily.
The emperor flicked his sword and stood up: "Look at the sword!" With a whistling sound, the sword turned into a dragon, and the move was divided into four different directions. The movement is fast, and the momentum of each sword is sharp and steady, as if it has the atmosphere of the emperor, it can be said that it is the true inheritance of this set of 'Sacred Dragon Sword Art'.
In the past, Emperor Taizu used martial arts to rule the world, and it was the current martial arts myth that he stood side by side with the heroes of Daluoshan Shenzhou. And the rest of the martial arts legends are no less shocking than the word myth. Not to mention the Mausoleum of the Remnant Sword that he left behind, it is regarded by the Kyushu martial arts as the three peaks of kendo that are comparable to the Sword Immortal Caolu of Mount Lu. It is still popular to this day.
This set of 'Sacrificing the Dragon Sword' is a martial art passed down from the Li family. Originally, it had many drawbacks. After being improved by the Taizu, it suddenly became imposing. It has always been a must-learn classic for the Li royal family to start martial arts.
The emperor's martial arts talent is not high. Internal strength is higher than swordsmanship. However, it is no easier to compare the internal strength with the masters of the supernatural power level than to compare the swordsmanship with the Heavenly Sword. Or even more likely to get injured. The emperor had already made a decision while holding the sword in his hand. Since his journey of learning martial arts started with this set of swordsmanship, he might as well end with this set of swordsmanship.
"The swordsmanship is not bad, but the sword with the will to die is the sign of the king's end. The crown is crooked and the robe is wrinkled and panicked. Have you ever seen such a king?"
Luo Ming commented casually, and already said the shortcomings of the emperor's swordsmanship. An ordinary iron sword in his hand suddenly scattered. Sitting on the wheelchair, he did not move his feet, and a sword blocked the fierce offensive of the emperor's clone. The two swords do not intersect, but the level of swordsmanship is obvious.
By the time of the third sword, the emperor had already turned from offense to defense. Luo Ming was not in a hurry or slowed down. He clearly used his sword calmly, but it seemed that a sword was as fast as a sword. The offensive seemed to be endless, forcing the emperor step by step to the corner of the house.
This impromptu duel didn't last long. Luo Ming slashed the sword in the emperor's hand with a sword, and once again pointed the sword's edge to the side of the emperor's neck.
It was easy to win, but Luo Ming's face was not as good as he imagined.