War Emperor

Time passed, half a month later, the imperial capital had its first heavy snow since the beginning of winter. The heavens and the earth were covered in silver, white and cold.

In the Houshan Cemetery, a young man was dancing the epee under the door panel in the snow, blowing snow all over the sky. At first glance, the young man had a long body and danced his sword gracefully, revealing a poetic and picturesque taste.

boom!

Soon this rhyme was destroyed, and the young man suddenly turned his sword, swept forward with a sweeping attitude.

In an instant, the thick snow piled up on the ground, flying out like a big wave, raising more than ten meters in height, and even the huge boulders on the ground were crushed into powder.

If you are seen by others, you will definitely smash your tongue. The power of a sword is so, if it hits people, it is simply unimaginable.

"Sweeping skills...finally practiced!" Lin Han looked at the amazing destructive power, couldn't help but smile, muttering to himself.

Over the past half month, he has been cultivating, and now he has finally completed the most difficult form of this swordsmanship.

This formula is greater than the sum of the power of the previous two formulas, and coupled with his current strength of the Pill-Bounding Stage Four Heavens, even a character in the Pill-Bounding Stage Fifth Heaven is absolutely uncomfortable.

Finally, Lin Han came to the center of the cemetery, in front of a magnificent mausoleum, feeling slightly surprised.

This mausoleum is very tall and magnificent. It is his mother's new tomb, which has been built.

Speaking of which, letting the mother's scenery be buried in the center of the cemetery has already been achieved, and the Eastern Emperor and Lin Tianlong have also ended miserably. The mother can finally rest in peace.

"You must clean this place often in the future, don't be slow, you know?" Lin Han tilted his head slightly and said lightly.

Not far away, there were a few people who were clearing the snow in the cemetery. They were middle-aged in charge. At this moment, they all knelt down and said yes.

Middle-aged in charge, sweating more and trembling constantly.

Who could have imagined that it was terrible that the weak and thin boy here had turned over.

Lin Han didn't bother to trouble the middle-aged tube anymore. The latter didn't even threaten him at all. He sighed when he looked at the tomb of the first emperor not far away.

He has today, but it is purely because of the Divine Art of the First Emperor, which is like a dream.

"Brother Nine, you really are here." Just then, a sweet laugh came.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, Yingying walked over.

It was Lin Jiao'er. The weather was getting colder. She was wearing a cotton jacket. Although it was thickly wrapped, under the background of the white plush on the collar, the red and delicate face was even more lovely and charming.

"Why are you here!" Lin Han smiled slightly and rubbed Lin Jiao'er's head.

"Hehe, I'm looking for you to accompany me to the National Academy. Today is the day when Old Rong opens to explain "sword-making"." Lin Jiaoer said with a smile.

"Swordsmanship?" Lin Han raised his brows. This is the most mysterious skill from all over the world. As a cultivator, no one can do without weapons.

Rong Lao is a famous swordsmith near the imperial capital. He publicly explained swordmaking. This is indeed a big day.

"I'd better practice for a while." Lin Han groaned, but shook his head. It is cold now, and the days of the Dragon Hunting Conference are getting closer and closer. He doesn't want to be distracted. During this period, the father also told In order to deal with the plan of Fajia, he must defeat Fa speechless.

"Father also said to let you go, maybe you have talent in this area." Lin Jiaoer smiled and said.

The reason why the Xu family has such an important position in the dynasty is precisely because he is a sword-making family, and many giants look forward to his horse.

If the royal family can also produce an outstanding swordsmith, it will greatly weaken the influence of the Xu family and give the royal family more authority.

Lin Han had been sweeping tombs in the back mountain a few years ago, and if he missed the opportunity, he should naturally try.

Lin Han hesitated, and only nodded, even the father said so, he couldn't help but not to mention, he has been cultivating these days, and he should go out to relax.

…

National College, a magnificent building complex in the east of the imperial capital, is the most important university in the dynasty!

Among them, you can learn literature, martial arts, piano, chess, poetry, painting, etc. It is the highest place for cultivating talents in the dynasty.

Lin Han only met Xu Pingting when he was a child, studying here.

After leaving the palace and walking around the wide streets of the capital a few times, Lin Han came here. Since being demoted as a servant, he hasn't been here for three years.

After entering, you can find that there are some loud readings everywhere inside, mostly young people, full of vigor.

Like them, many people gathered in one direction, each talking about words such as "Old Rong" and "Swordsmanship". The atmosphere was a little hot, and obviously they all went to listen to Old Rong's lecture.

With such a sensation, Lin Han was not surprised at all. Sword-making was originally a rare and precious skill from all over the world, and countless people wanted to learn it.

At the moment, there is an open lecture by the swordsman, which is very popular.

After passing through a few corridors, Lin Han and two of them came to a forest garden after passing another gate.

Looking around, the forest garden is very large, with lakes, strange flowers blooming, and the scenery is beautiful. In a gravel clearing, rows of chairs are crowded with people, not only young people, but some even into sixties. The old man in the past year looks like a pious city, waiting to learn.

Lin Han and Lin Jiao'er, with good luck, found two chairs that were closer to the front and sat down.

"Hehe, Jiao'er, you are here too!" At this moment, not far away, a man in white walked up, with extraordinary temperament and a little chic, with a smile.

"This National Academy is the place where my royal support, can't I come?" Lin Jiaoer glanced at this person, but curled her lips.

This person's name is Yankun, but she doesn't like the famous **** in the capital.

"A member of the God of Flame Sect?" Lin Han looked at the badge on the other's chest, but raised his brow slightly. That was the sign of the God of Flame Sect.

This is a powerful sect in the dynasty. It has a history of hundreds of years. The disciples are spread all over the world. As they become stronger, they are now somewhat defiant.

"Jiao'er, what are you talking about, I can meet you, I am too happy to be too late." Yan Kun smiled sullenly, looking at Lin Jiao'er's exquisite body, a little hot, like Lin Jiao'er's youthful and energetic young Beauty embryo has a lot of attraction to him.

"This little brother, give me this one." Yan Kun took out a piece of silver from his arms and smiled at Lin Han.

Lin Han didn't even look at Yinzi, and said indifferently: "No!" Since this Yan Kun is a playboy, he certainly can't see his harm to Jiaoer.

Yan Kun was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect this strange-looking boy to be so spineless.

"Little brother, it's not a sensible thing to offend the second son of God Yanzong for a seat, who are you?" Yan Kun still had a smile on his face, a little threatening.

"Hey, he is a good friend of mine. If you can drive him away, I will let you sit next to me." Lin Jiaoer seemed to have thought of something, she put her arm around Lin Han and smiled.

Yan Kun couldn't help but feel a chill in his eyes. He pursued Lin Jiao'er for a long time, and a kid who came out of nowhere, let her kiss her so much, naturally it made him a little sour.

"Boy Mao, how difficult is it to chase him away!" Yan Kun's eyes were cold, and he directly bent his claws, grabbing Lin Han by the collar and throwing him out.

Lin Han was a little helpless. He was actually used as a shield by this little girl, but the Yan Shenzong was arrogant, and he was a little unhappy and didn't mind making a move.

boom!

When Lin Han pointed, if the sharp sword pierced through the air, the light cyan light hovered around his fingertips.

Yan Kun immediately felt a pain in his palm, and was shocked to take a step back. His expression was unbelievable. He didn't expect this young man who was not exposed to the landscape to be so strong.

"Who are you?" Yan Kun stared at Lin Han's immature face, and said gloomily, finally a trace of attention appeared in his heart.

With this strength at this age, he shouldn't be an obscure person in the imperial capital.

"Go away." Lin Han glanced at him lightly and said lightly.

Many people were surprised, this guy was so mad that he actually let the dignified God of Flame Sect two go out.

Only some people who have watched the dynasty martial arts contest have an interesting smile on their lips, knowing that there will be a good show this time.

"I think you are tired and crooked!" Yan Kun was also furious, with a powerful aura erupting all over his body, he was about to do it.

"Stop it!" At this moment, in another arch in the courtyard, a woman with a beautiful country and beautiful scenery walked out, making the place instantly brightened up.

She is Xu Pingting, the first beauty in the imperial capital, and a sword-making genius who makes countless people regarded as a goddess.

"Miss Pingting, you are here." Yan Kun's momentum stagnated, and then he smiled modestly.

Lin Han glanced at Xu Pingting, but shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect to meet this woman again.

"Yan Kun, what are you doing?" Xu Pingting frowned lightly.

"Hehe, this little brother is a little face, I'm planning to let him know that in the emperor, not everyone can offend." Yan Kun smiled and cast a scornful look at Lin Han.

Xu Pingting glanced at Lin Han, her expression was startled, but she didn't expect Yan Kun to provoke him, and said, "Do you know who this person is?"

Yan Kun heard that Xu Pingting's tone was wrong and couldn't help frowning, and said, "Who is it?"

"Chu Jun Lin Han." Xu Pingting said lightly.