My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 48: ? In an instant, the head is full of black silky silver hair
The quiet Anping County is as bright as daylight in an instant.
The entrenched white python turns into a white worm, roaring at the rainy night, and the sword aura like a waterfall evaporates all the raindrops that fall in the sky.
In the white dragonfly, Steward Chen sits in a green shirt, his breath seems to be connected to the world.
The white water bird is fierce, flying past, as if the river is bursting.
East Anping County, on a **** with flowing yellow mud.
The old-fashioned whisk burst, coughing up a large mouthful of blood in an instant, and one after another sword marks appeared on his body.
The whole person rolled down from the soil **** and turned into a clay figure,
"Although the nine swords turned into a dragon, the four swords turned into a dragon, but it is also worthy of a big white!"
The old Dao turned into a clay figure, took a gourd that was stained with mud, pulled the plug, and looked like crazy. The rain and wine mixed together and poured it into his throat.
After that, he grabbed a lot of talisman paper from his sleeve robe, and didn't throw it away like money.
There is a momentum in the hill, and it suddenly rises to the sky, causing the rain that is falling all over the sky to go upside down.
In the north, thunder blasted suddenly in the open flat ground.
The man with a sheepskin fur and beard standing on a sweaty horse, his hands full of flesh and blood for a moment.
The horse under him exploded to pieces.
The entire open flat land was bombed out of a deep pit. He stood in the pit, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and Dan Feng also had a little blood oozing out of his eyes.
"What a dragon sword..."
Hu Ren sneered, raising his exquisite cowhide boots and stepping on the gorgeous bow with one foot. The uninjured arm pulled the string again. The rain between the world and the earth continued to gather, turning into an ice arrow on the bowstring.
cold light overflows.
In the west, an old tree seemed to be struck by thunder.
The burly man on the tree struck the arm that punched the void, and his flesh and blood was cut off by the sword energy in an instant, leaving only the thick bones.
The big man grinned and laughed.
drew out the black iron spear he was carrying, screamed, and flicked with one arm, exploding like a whiplash, and threw the black iron spear violently.
Like a thunderstorm, the sound is still there, the spear has turned into an invisible black thread, and it swept across the Qingyi seat of Yujian Yukong in Anping County.
In the south, the black robes standing on a lone boat standing in the water are evil repairs. The evil spirits all over his body seem to have been evaporated by sword energy. They let out a miserable howl, kneeling on the bow of the boat, trembling all over, scarlet eyes under the black robe are angry With great sense, the night crows, who turned to cover the sky and cover the sun, fluttered out one after another.
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Anping County.
Steward Chen stepped on a bronze sword with his feet, and carried his hands on his back, like a peerless sword fairy.
His eyes are as usual, and the heavy rain can't get close to his body.
Countless sword lights converged, and gradually disappeared between the sky and the earth, the white flood that covered the sky and the sun rushed into the sky, as if to cut off the black clouds that accumulated the torrential rain.
Qingshan hunting, Steward Chen no longer cares about the monks in the four directions outside Anping County, southeast, northwest.
Four second-ranks, from Dazhou, Dachu, Saibei, and Heaven and Earth...
The four may not be in a group, but the purpose is the same.
Chen Tianxuan is still in the city. They dare not enter the city, but they can choose to get involved outside the city and let the killers in Anping County kill Luo Hong and Luo Xiaoxiao.
One sword crushed four people, but Steward Chen thought that these four people should retire.
However, Steward Chen didn't expect that these four people were actually not afraid of death, and they broke out a killer move just to get him involved.
"Looking for death!"
Manager Chen's eyebrows are furious.
These people, just want to kill the son and the young lady? !
……
Luohuayuan, as if isolated from the world.
A few plump plantains were planted outside the window. Under the vent of the heavy rain, the sound was so crisp.
Wen Tianxing sat on the rocking chair, looking muddy at the banana leaf that looked like a beautiful woman swaying.
"One sword crushes the fourth and second ranks, you really deserve to be the master of Daxia Swordsmanship."
"If the prince is here, I am afraid that he will laugh and be a reward."
The old man smiled with his palm.
Two little children who light incense walked respectfully and helped the old man up.
"Go, go to Zhao's Mansion."
"reach out in the abyss."
"Let’s meet Luo Rentu’s son officially."
The old man chuckled lightly.
A child took a bamboo umbrella, and the Ling Yi child took a hand stove with a new charcoal, and helped the old man slowly out of the Luohua Courtyard.
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Zhao Mansion.
Luo Hong held his sword and looked at the dead Wei Wuxian calmly.
The Seventh-Rank Taoist cultivation of Longhushan in the Great Zhou Dynasty is very powerful.
However, this guy was careless and committed the same problem as Hu Zhishui.
The evil shadow of Dishan held the opponent, using Daoxiu's physical body, he couldn't get rid of it at all, so the final result was death.
Of course, perhaps Wei Wuxian couldn't think of it. Luo Hong's dazzling righteousness is not weaker than the righteous and awe-inspiring Confucianism, but it is an evil cultivation behind him.
The evil shadows of Hu Zhishui and Di Shan floated behind Luo Hong, and Wei Wuxian's body suddenly fell to the ground weakly.
Losing Wei Wuxian's mana control, the Red Talisman also collapsed directly, turning into a Red Talisman and burned out.
All the evil shadows in the house disappeared.
Luo Hong holding a sword, his white shirt stained with blood, calmly walked to Wei Wuxian's body.
"Stand up."
In the dantian, the evil spirits rolled, and the evil spirit swept across.
Luo Hong's voice is like singing.
wants to summon Wei Wuxian's Seventh Rank Evil Shadow.
However, it clearly failed.
shouted three times, Wei Wuxian's body remained indifferent, and the evil shadow was never born.
"This **** bashing technique."
Luo Hong finally couldn't help but cursed inwardly. After three chances failed, Wei Wuxian's evil shadow couldn't be summoned in the end.
hum...
In Wei Wuxian's corpse, a little bit of brilliance surged and gathered into a blooming flower.
This is the Taoist spiritual practice, to cultivate three flowers to gather the top, this Wei Wuxian obviously only cultivated one flower.
Facing the soul flower, the evil shadows of Hu Zhishui and Di Shan immediately flew on it and ate the soul flower.
Luo Hong can faintly feel that the strength of these two evil shadows seems to have been improved.
has a faint tendency to break the eighth rank.
Luo Hongyu raised his eyebrows and let out a gloomy breath, which made him feel more comfortable.
holding the sword, cut off Wei Wuxian's head.
Luo Hong mentioned, turned and walked towards the atrium where the rain was like a column, where Old Zhao was still desperate.
With a move of mind, Hu Zhishui and Di Shan Xieying rushed into his shadow.
Luo Hong smiled strangely, raised his foot, and opened the closed door with one kick.
The torrential rain mixed with the cold wind willfully vent.
Luo Hong looked towards the atrium.
, Luo Hong saw Zhao Donghan lying on the ground, the rain slapped his body, and his hands clasped the ankles of the two seventh-rank martial artists, preventing them from going to the main hall.
The two Wu Xiu's faces were cold, and they kept stomping on Zhao Donghan's palm~ IndoMTL.com~ the flesh and blood of the palm was blurred.
Zhao Donghan was spitting blood in his mouth, but he smiled wanton and crazy, his consciousness had already been blurred, and he insisted on a will.
The heavy rain fell crazily, and the raindrops hit the ground, splashing hazy mist.
Luo Hong stared at Zhao Donghan, his heart trembled.
The two seventh-rank martial artists turned their heads abruptly and looked at Luo Hong who kicked the main hall door open, their eyes flashed in disbelief.
Luo Hong came out alive, that means... Seven-Rank Dao Xiu Wei Wuxian is dead.
Nine-Rank, Kill Seven-Rank?
is fake.
The two seventh-rank martial artists stopped struggling, but Zhao Donghan couldn't hold it, and his palms gradually fell off their ankles.
Luo Hong laughed.
directly threw Wei Wuxian's head out, and slapped it like a ball, splashing a half-foot-high water splash, and rolling down a distance on the uneven atrium floor.
The two Wu Xiu's eyes narrowed.
Wei Wuxian...It was really dead!
"Two people, take the liberty to ask, the last name is very..."
"That's it, I don't want to know anymore."
Luo Hong shook his head, stretched out his hand and took it in his arms.
half of the mask with a gentle smile was pulled out.
holds the sword in one hand and the mask in the other.
Luo Hong stepped into the torrential rain step by step.
The rain, like a column, poured down and slapped him, splashing scattered fine drops of water.
Luo Hong raised his smooth chin, and the corners of his mouth raised, bringing out a cold arc.
"My son... now I just want to kill you."
The words are over.
Luo Hong slammed the half of the mask on his face.
In an instant, my head was covered with black silky silver hair.
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