These words were obviously somewhat sarcastic, and were intended to point out that Liang Xiao was blind and wasted on talents.
Lin Qing smiled and said nothing, looking at Liang Xiao with no more awe than before.
Instead, there was a hint of compassion.
The genius of poetry and Taoism that countless people in the Great Xia Dynasty could not compete with, in the eyes of this young prince, became an extremely despicable pig and dog. I really don’t know whether to call him naive or ignorant.
All in all, it's ridiculous.
I thought that clarifying Brother Xu's identity would give Liang Xiao a slight warning and make him feel uneasy, but he didn't expect that something even more ridiculous was yet to come.
"So you are Xu Xingmu!"
Although Liang Xiao's face was full of shock, he did not show the slightest regret. The anger and madness in his expression only intensified at this moment, "You didn't show up in front of the pilgrimage building, and you robbed me with just a bad poem." The limelight! Today, Rouge downstairs, when you first entered the capital, you ruined my good deeds in public again! You bitch, why do you have to be at odds with me? "
Xu Xingmu shook his head, with contempt on his face, "What you said makes no sense. Could it be that you are not satisfied, so you have to let others pay for you? Liang Xiao, Liang Xiao, there are so many talented people in Tai'an City, why are you the only one left? Such a scum?"
As soon as these words came out, Lin Qing closed his eyes and shook his head slightly. The power of Confucianism and Taoism that had been dispersed in his body rose again.
He knew that what happened today would definitely go wrong.
The Hanlin Academy, which has always been kind to people, will eventually have to collide with the powerful Marquis Mansion.
Fortunately, I have reason on my side. According to the logic of scholars, if you have reason, you have nothing to fear.
The melon-eaters in the far street had not yet recovered from Xu Xingmu's true identity, and were now trembling with shock at his shocking remarks.
"Already knowing that Liang Xiao is the only son of Wu Linghou of the Great Xia Dynasty, with a high position and a far-reaching background, yet he still dares to argue with him, and even calls the other party a scum. This courage alone is beyond our reach! Great Xia Shilin's The last glory is truly worthy of its reputation!”
"Yes! Although this man is plainly dressed, he is full of majesty! He is exactly the same as the poetic genius I imagined! In comparison, the rich and powerful young prince is much inferior."
"I don't know if he is a match? I have a little daughter who is just at the age to get married. She has a voluptuous figure and beautiful appearance. She is a perfect match for this little friend Xu..."
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? If I remember correctly, your daughter's majestic appearance and her two-hundred-pound figure have absolutely nothing to do with enchantment and beauty, right? It is said that you show her off every day. As for the marriage, could it be that I can’t get married at all?”
"That's nonsense! The old thief is looking at the sword!"
"..."
At the front of the long street, Liang Xiao was already livid with anger, his originally handsome face was full of ferocity, and there was no trace of bookishness at all.
"Guan Hong! What are you waiting for?"
Liang Xiao first pointed at Lin Qing and Xu Xingmu and said angrily, "Kill them both! Especially that bitch, he's very good at talking, right? Cut off his mouth and feed it to the dogs!"
Then he looked at the crowd of people in the distant street, "What are those lowly people talking about there? Find out the details of them all and come to them one by one tomorrow! Within three generations, all the men will be killed! All the women will be sent to the Jiaofang Department!" "
He said this so harshly that he almost lost his mind.
The crowd was shocked and all took a step back. Isn't this young Marquis a bit too arrogant? Can't you just watch the fun?
Everyone looked frightened, wondering if they had to go home quickly, pack up, and run away with their families.
Being targeted by this devilish little marquis is not a good thing, and someone might actually get killed.
At this moment, Xu Xingmu suddenly took a few steps forward and glanced at the crowd.
His eyes were firm and he said calmly, "Don't panic, everyone. As long as I, Xu Fenglin, am here, I will never let Liang Xiao hurt even half of your hair!"
As soon as he said this, the originally panicked crowd gradually calmed down.
People looked at the young figure bathed in the golden sunshine and listened to his warm and calm voice, and for some reason they felt extremely at ease.
Xu Xingmu smiled slightly and turned around quickly, leaving everyone with a decisive look on his back.
He pointed at Liang Xiao and shouted loudly, "If anything happens, come to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his spiritual consciousness immediately escaped into his body and communicated with the three sword intentions. Once Guan Hong drew his sword, he had to use the strongest trump card left to him by the Sword Master!
Although killing a sixth-grade warrior is a bit overkill, at the moment of life and death, you can't think too much about it, just pretend to be strong first!
Unexpectedly, Guan Hong, the sixth-grade martial artist, did not take action immediately. Instead, the hand holding the sword trembled, "Young Master, although Lin Qing is only an attendant and his rank is not high, after all, if he is an official of the imperial court, if he is killed , I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble. Moreover, the man named Xu Xingmu has just been awarded by His Majesty and is in the limelight. Many scholars in the Great Xia Dynasty regard him as an idol and benchmark. To touch him at this time is afraid that it will cause public outrage. ah."
Liang Xiao glared at him, "Why, do you even want to go against me?"
"Don't dare!"
Guan Hong lowered her head and said, "It's just a matter of great importance. I suggest you inform the Marquis first. If..."
Liang Xiao interrupted coldly, "You're not informed! You've done such a bad job of killing two rotten scholars. How can I, the young master, reuse you in the future?"
"Master!"
Although Guan Hong was a martial artist, he was not reckless. He knew that the Hanlin Academy was closely related to the Academy, and the water inside was very deep, and he must not fall into it.
This person named Xu is so confident, and I think he has something to rely on. Perhaps he has the support of a big shot behind his back, and he cannot be touched easily.
The most important thing is that today's farce was caused by the young master who was at fault first. If he really wants to be honest, the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty are not on his side.
If we take action forcefully, I'm afraid there will be a huge backlash, and the Marquis's prestige may be affected!
Thinking of this, Guan Hong's eyebrows darkened. He had made up his mind. Even if he would be blamed by the young master, he would forcefully take him away from this place. The grudges between right and wrong will be settled in the future!
But before he could take action, Liang Xiao cursed and pushed him away. There were many people behind the young Marquis!
After giving the order, the soldiers of the Marquis Mansion who had been preparing for a long time suddenly swarmed forward and all rushed towards Xu Xingmu.
These armored soldiers acted thoughtlessly and only had one loyalty in mind.
They don't care who the other party is, as long as it's their master's order, that's it.
These are all seventh-level warriors with great brute strength and amazing physiques. As soon as their bodies moved, a mountain-like aura filled the long street.
Xu Xingmu's legs were already trembling a little under the heavy pressure. He saw the menacing soldiers coming with no reservations, knowing that no matter how difficult it was for him to dodge, he could only turn the tide of the battle with a sword and swim upstream, and once again show his dignity in front of others.
The sword energy in his body sensed his uneasiness and immediately released a gentle sword breath to help him calm down.
Then one of the sword intentions trembled slightly and hovered at the edge of the sea of consciousness. The shocking sword intention was hidden and ready to be fired, ready to receive the young master's command to kill with his sword at any time.
At this time, the word "Jianlai" had entered Xu Xingmu's throat, and he was about to release it at all costs, but he suddenly felt that a pure and peaceful Confucian and Taoist aura suddenly surged into his limbs.
As soon as the Confucian and Taoist aura entered the body, the three swordsmen noticed it and immediately regarded it as an intruder. Just as they were about to strangle him immediately, Lin Qing's voice rang out in time, "Brother Xu, don't resist. , I will help you with my Confucian magical powers! Just take action, I will be behind you!"
"Brother Lin!"
Xu Xingmu hurriedly stopped his sword. Apart from being surprised, he was also a little annoyed... Why do you like to stuff things into my body?
Before he had time to think, the swords of the armored soldiers had arrived, and a fierce cold light fell on his head, instantly blocking all Xu Xingmu's escape routes.
From such a long distance, the crowd of onlookers could feel the chill and murderous aura coming from the sword. One can imagine how dangerous Xu Xingmu's situation must be when he is on the scene and surrounded by the sword.
Many people have closed their eyes, unable to bear to see the bloody scene that follows.
Could it be that the last glory of the Great Xia Poetry Forest is about to wither before it shines all over the world?
Liang Xiao, Liang Xiao! You are truly a sinner through the ages!
The roar of swords in the long street continued, fierce and noisy, accompanied by the roars and shouts of the soldiers, as well as Liang Xiao's extremely arrogant laughter.
Everything seems to have been settled.
The poetic genius who has just stepped into the world of spiritual practice and has not even entered the ninth level of swordsmanship is afraid that he will not be able to last ten breaths and will... wait!
While everyone was lamenting, they still couldn't help but go to watch the battle with their peripheral vision. They all knew that what they saw next would be a one-sided massacre. This was indeed the case... except that the people who were massacred The target was not Xu Xingmu, but the soldiers of the Marquis Mansion!
Under the sun, Xu Xingmu did not show any fear when faced with the encirclement attacks from several heavy knives.
He picked up a pole thrown away by street vendors from nowhere, held it with one hand, pointed it diagonally in front of him, and then rushed into the sky full of swords like a tiger descending from the mountain, and began his own pole sword skills!
Xu Xingmu has not yet entered the ninth level, so he naturally has no idea on how to draw a sword.
He just suddenly remembered that after arriving in the capital, he had not done the required homework of swinging the sword three thousand times a day, and now he just took advantage of this battle to complete it.
So the so-called swordsmanship is just his daily practice.
The moves are also very simple, just chopping, thrusting, and thrusting horizontally. They seem to have nothing to do with swordsmanship, and even seem a bit clumsy.
However, with the attribute bonus of Lin Qing's sixth-grade Confucianism and Taoism, and the continuous supply of sword breath in his body, his shoulder pole swordsmanship showed unprecedented power.
The actual battle of this one-sided crushing on the long street is proof of this.
As soon as the pole enters the knife field, it is like entering a deserted place!
The armored soldiers of the Marquis Palace had no time to react, and were beaten to pieces by this clumsy way of drawing swords.
The swords combined and were defeated in an instant.
Liang Xiao's laughter immediately turned into a curse, "You bunch of trash! Let me chop him down!"
Xu Xingmu glanced at Liang Xiao casually and smiled contemptuously. The aura in his body was flowing continuously. The moment he waved the pole, he always had the arrogant feeling of being the best in the world.
"Seven hundred and one! Seven hundred and two...Seven hundred and thirty-three..."
Xu Xingmu would count every time he swung the pole, and he had a full sense of rhythm.
But to the ears of the armored soldiers, Xu Xingmu's counting sounds were like the whispers of a devil, terrifying and coldly mocking... Who the hell counts during a fight? Isn’t this a joke?
They were so miserable that they almost went crazy.
I just want to end this grueling battle as soon as possible.
However, Xu Xingmu's attack rhythm was very well controlled. He would not let the soldiers make a comeback against the wind, nor would they lose their combat effectiveness in a short period of time. What he wanted was a steady stream of water.
finally! The time was approaching noon, and Xu Xingmu had already swung the pole for the third thousandth time.
At this time, the soldiers of the Marquis Mansion were already bruised and swollen, with countless wounds on their bodies from the pole. The knives in their hands had long been forced to be discarded, and they endured the pain of being a human sword target while struggling to support themselves.
"Three...thousand!"
Xu Xingmu suddenly shouted loudly and launched the final blow. All the energy in his body exploded at this moment. As soon as he lowered the shoulder pole, the sword energy burst out. All the soldiers who were at the end of their powerful crossbows were instantly smashed away and fell to the ground at the corner of the street. rise.
The crowd immediately fell silent, and countless eyes were once again filled with shock.
Who would have thought that Xu Tiancai, who is famous for his poems all over the world, would fight so fiercely?
he! Are there any weaknesses?
Liang Xiao also suddenly became quiet.
Of course, it was not that he wanted to be quiet, but that the pole forced him to be quiet.
Under the attention of everyone, Xu Xingmu walked up to Liang Xiao, sneered and put the pole across his neck, then turned around and glanced at Guan Hong, who had a solemn expression and had drawn out the knife, "Don't move, I'll kill you if you move." he!"
