My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 47: ? Who said that 7 products are not killable?

The heavy rain continued to rain, like Tiangong's anger.

In the atrium of Zhao's Mansion, which was ravaged by torrential rains, Zhao Donghan let out a deep roar, and went on to kill the two seventh-rank martial artists.

His fierceness and fear of death, his life-threatening tactics made the two seventh-rank martial artists a little bit jealous.

One person entangled the two, but Zhao Donghan was anxious.

Because there is still a seventh-rank Taoist practitioner in the main hall, the son Taoist alone, he is anxious.

How to fight the 7th rank against the 9th rank?

Although the gap between low-grade products is not as huge as between high-grade ones, how easy is it to fight across the second-grade?

"Fuck me!"

Zhao Donghan roared, steaming blood, and smashed his fists against the rain curtain. The two seventh-rank martial artists were cold and cold, and they also punched.

Two fists against four hands.

The raindrops from the exploded sky continued to break apart, exploding clouds of water mist.

Zhao Donghan took steps, his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, but they slipped out several meters, his legs were worn and dripped with blood.

His fists are even more distorted in bones, and the skin on the fists is blurred, revealing ferocious bones.

In the distance.

The two seventh-rank martial artists stood, their blood qi evaporating all over their bodies, and the violent qi and blood formed a vague blood coat on their bodies.

Staring at Zhao Donghan with cold eyes.

I saw Zhao Donghan stand up swayingly, his throat roared, he actually leaned over and stepped on a three-foot splash of water and rushed towards him.

"I used to kill the Huren with General Saibei!"

Zhao Donghan roared sharply, his eyes reddened instantly, "Today, I have to protect my son when I die!"

The cold night sky, heavy rain like a column.

Drops fall, covering the depressed earth.

Zhao Donghan hugged a person lazily, and kept rushing forward, letting the opponent's strong elbow slam him on his back.

Coughing up with blood.

With one enemy and two, you may not be able to win a fight. Zhao Donghan knows in his heart that all he can do is to hold the two of them.

Waiting for Steward Chen to come to rescue!

……

Nine-Rank Kills Seven-Rank?

Can you say this as well?

Wei Wuxian came from the Great Zhou to perform a secret mission to kill the sons of Luo Rentu, who had just returned to the northern part of the country to massacre 100,000 soldiers. The relationship between the northern king of Zhenzhen and Luo Rentu detonated the king of Zhenbei and he The contradiction between the princes.

He also sighed, how innocent this son and lady of the Luo family are, they have become victims of the court dispute.

But I never thought that the Luo family was such an arrogant man.

There is still a gap between the 9th-Rank and the 7th-Rank, and unless the Luo Family Master obtains the true inheritance of the Hualong Sword, there is a slight possibility that the 9th-Rank can kill the 7th-Rank.

What's more, he was still a Taoist practitioner who came out of Longhu Mountain in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has practiced on Longhu Mountain for many years, and he is not an ordinary monk of the small school.

Luo Hong held the sword and looked at Wei Wuxian calmly.

This Zhao Mansion is indeed a pit.

Luo Hong was not sure at first, but now it is certain.

Three seventh-ranks came to kill him, Luo Hong never thought, could it be that his evil cultivator identity was exposed?

Otherwise, why would his ordinary landlord’s son be killed by the three Seven-Rank?

Where did Luo Hong get his face?

But thinking of what Wei Wuxian said before, he might be the heir of the general, Luo Hong?

Luo Hong frowned, thinking about his mysteriously missing cheap landlord father, maybe... it has something to do with this missing father?

Luo Hong couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief when he thought of this.

Everyone has disappeared, leaving such a mess for his son and daughter.

What an incompetent father.

In Luo Hong's memory, the simple and simple face of his father gave a deep impression.

Does the father pay the debt?

Luo Hong held the sword and moved his gaze to Wei Wuxian, who was floating around with black and yellow talisman paper.

"Bewitching Zhao Mansion, kidnapping my sister, designing to kill me, can you tell me why?"

Luo Hong asked.

Wei Wuxian raised his hand, a piece of black yellow paper rippling like seaweed at his fingertips.

"I only blame you for a bad background. Now, most of the world wants your brothers and sisters to die."

Wei Wuxian smiled.

"Die early and liberate early, otherwise you will be crazy if you feel the suppressive malice brought by this world."

Wei Wuxian's words made Luo Hong curl his lips.

Most of the world wants him and Luo Xiaoxiao to die?

This shocked Luo Hong's heart a little, but after the shock, he felt a little nameless anger.

Who offended him and Xiaoxiao? !

Why should we die? !

Luo Hong's eyes gradually became indifferent. He was not a good person. From the time he obtained the villain's manual, Luo Hong determined to be a bad person.

Now it seems that the world... is forcing him to be a big villain.

"Well, I know less, and death will not be so painful, otherwise the road to Huangquan will be unwilling, resentful, and even unable to enter the road of reincarnation."

Wei Wuxian's slender hand pointed to Luo Hong and said.

Shoo!

The sharp sound suddenly covered the roar of the rainstorm and tore the silence of the night.

The black yellow paper was burned by flames out of thin air.

Luo Hong held the sword, his eyes condensed, and he found nine burning fireballs floating above the main hall.

"Daoshu!"

Luo Hong stared, remembering Wei Wuxian's self-introduction, and he had previously cared about remembering his name.

I just remembered at this moment that Wei Wuxian mentioned Dragon Tiger Mountain in his self-introduction.

"Great Zhou, Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

Luo Hongdao.

"Are you from the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

Luo Hong said coldly.

Wei Wuxian laughed coldly and waved his hands. Sheets of mysterious yellow talisman paper were constantly entrenched around him. Each talisman paper was as sharp as a dagger, swept like a whirlwind, and wanted to cut Luo Hong off. Head.

Luo Hong swung his sword fiercely, slashing at the flames.

The tremendous strength caused Luo Hong's complexion to change slightly, and his body was forced to retreat continuously.

Wei Wuxian swept away as if everything was under control.

The door to the main hall of Zhao's mansion was suddenly closed and sealed to death, cutting off Luo Hong's escape route.

Luo Hong's back hit the door fiercely, and the nine fireballs came with scorching heat, as if they were about to burn Luo Hong into fly ashes!

Luo Hong didn't care, and rolled over on the ground embarrassedly.

Get up, pick up the bodies of several guards with one hand, and collide with the fireball.

The bodies that collided were burnt into coke in an instant.

Luo Hong held the sword in one hand, his expression gloomy as stagnant.

The sword qi in the meridians in the body circulates wildly.

One, two, three...

Stacked swords!

In an instant, five layers were stacked, and there were sharp auras all over.

Wei Wuxian's eyes narrowed, "Good talent! Even the overbearing sword aura, even the genius swordsman of Daxia Liu family guarding the sword tomb would not dare to do so."

Luo Hong folded swords in one hand, and constantly grabbed the dead bodies on the ground to resist the fireballs.

As for the mysterious yellow talisman paper like dozens of dagger chief scrolls, Luo Hong can only dodge between fleeing.

Many wounds were also cut on his body, with blood spilled out, and the white clothes that were soaked in red were dyed.

"If you succeed in stacking your sword, I am afraid that you will have the peak combat power of the eighth rank, and that sword, as my Taoist cultivator, will suffer a small loss."

"Kill you quickly."

Wei Wuxian's eyes gradually lost his emotions and became murderous.

A piece of talisman paper slipped out of his generous sleeves, which was different from the Xuanhuang talisman paper. This was a red talisman paper with the symbol of Xuanqi painted in gold and ink.

The red rune paper was thrown violently.

Luo Hong only felt the pressure in the whole hall soaring.

However, the talisman saw the sky skyrocketing and turned into a red rune armor warrior. The armor warrior was wearing a scarlet armor, holding a halberd, and smashing his head against Luo Hong.

If a halberd is split, Luo Hong is afraid it will be split in half.

"Say good one-on-one, shameless things."

Luo Hong scolded.

Wei Wuxian's face twitched, he didn't speak words, he used the seventh rank to fight the nine ranks, and he also used the red rune armor. It was indeed a rogue.

However...

At this time, Luo Hong smiled.

He stared at Wei Wuxian faintly.

"Do you know?"

"My son likes to deal with your fragile monks the most."

Luo Hongdao.

Wei Wuxian was in control of the scarlet rune armor, and he was taken aback when he heard this.

What do you mean?

Luo Hong was filled with nine sword auras, feeling the sharp tingling pain in the meridians, and the murderous violent surge.

A sword struck out, and the thick sword aura seemed to illuminate every corner of the main hall.

The rune armor halberd slashed, and Luo Hong's sword pierced through the air, colliding with the halberd, making an ear-piercing roar.

"Stand up!"

During the explosion, there was a deep voice resounding as if singing.

Wei Wuxian only felt chills all over his body.

But I saw that Luo Hong, who was covered in blood, was shining like a Changhong through the sun, and his eyes were almost blinded.

However, in the main hall.

The corpses of the dead guards and the dead Patriarch Zhao are actually black like ink squirming.

Afterwards...

The shadows of these corpses actually climbed up from the ground, and they turned into substance.

When Wei Wuxian saw this, he only felt chills surge from the soles of his feet.

This... sorcery? !

This Luo Hong... evil repair? !

"Jiejiejie..."

Suddenly.

Wei Wuxian was cold behind him.

I don't know when, in his shadow, a burly figure stood and hugged him abruptly. The strength of the eighth-rank martial arts level made Wei Wuxian unable to break free!

"You..."

Wei Wuxian was shocked.

Luo Hong was covered in blood, and he curled his lips.

"Say a one-on-one, you have to don't."

Summoned evil shadows full of the house, they swooped up and entangled the scarlet armor soldier.

And Hu Zhishui's evil shadow "Jie Jie" sneered.

Luo Hong's sword tip hit the ground, his hands folded on the handle, looking at Wei Wuxian, slowly raised his smooth chin.

"Who said seven products~IndoMTL.com~ can't kill."

Hu Zhishui Xieying's scarlet eyes suddenly lit up like a lit candle, and he stretched out his hand to clasp Wei Wuxian's mouth, and the high-speed rotating crutch directly pierced out, with a sonic boom of vibrating air.

It penetrated Wei Wuxian's mouth, twisted his mouth, pierced through the back of his jaw, and penetrated his entire head!

Wei Wuxian's body, which was firmly held by Di Shan Xieying, twitched like a fish.

Evil repair!

This child is actually an evil repair!

The light in his eyes was full of grief and unwillingness, staring at Luo Hong, who was full of righteous energy, gradually losing his vitality.

Don't stare at me.

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