My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 35: ? Sword Qi is superimposed, one sword is turned over.

　　 The entire Qinghualou fell into deathly silence.

　　 The **** picture in front of him strongly impacted Luo Hong's mind. When the ghost and woman slaughtered Heiyunzhai before, Luo Hong was imprisoned in the wood house and did not witness the evil repair killing.

　　 But this time, Luo Hong took a real look.

　　 Hu Zhishui's crutches were pulled, and the woman's body turned into pieces and scattered all over the ground, while the human skin was folded by him and put into a cloth bag.

　　The **** mist was permeated, but Hu Zhishui kept his melancholy appearance and walked slowly.

　　 is like strolling in a leisurely courtyard in the spring rain season, which is a bit poetic and picturesque.

　　 So cruel!

　　 Luo Hong felt a chill, it was the smell of death.

　　 Although Hu Zhishui was smiling, he looked at him without concealing his murderous aura.

　　 This man is going to kill him!

　　 Luo Hong immediately confirmed in his heart.

　　The thick blood wafted through.

　　 It feels as if I have returned to that night in Heiyun Village.

　　 However, this time is more dangerous than the last time.

　　"Who said that this Hu Zhishui is the No. 1 benevolent person in Anping County? Come out...I promise not to kill you."

　　 Luo Hong’s mouth is full of bitterness.

　　 What happened to Anping County?

　　The number one good person is an evil cultivator.

　　The example of justice is him who wants to be the villain.

　　 This Anping County... is it poisonous? !

　　 "I can't fight hard... the breath of Hu Zhishui is stronger than that of Blood Lingji, it should have reached the pinnacle of the eighth rank."

　　 Luo Hong stood up, his white shirt was flying, and he wanted to retreat and get away.

　　 "Master Luo Hong, since he is here, don't hurry to leave."

　　 Hu Zhishui looked at Luo Hong with a smile on his face, lifted up his crutches and waved slowly.

　　嘭嘭嘭......

　　 Every door and window around Qinghualou closed instantly, sealing the way for Luo Hong to escape.

　　 The entire Qinghualou instantly turned into a cold and terrifying killing field.

　　 Hu Zhishui took out the black iron token, felt the vibration of the token, squinted his eyes, looked around, and looked at the literati poker who fainted...

　　"The Black Iron Evil Order has a response, that is to say, there is another colleague holding the Black Iron Evil Order here. In Anping County... There are only three people who have the Black Iron Evil Order. I, Tu Sanduo, also You Ling Ji..."

　　"It’s impossible for Tu Sanduo to appear here, because he knows that the Dark Iron Evil Order will react if he gets too close... Therefore, hiding here with the Dark Iron Evil Order is most likely just entering the world. The evil sect, the blood spirit girl who doesn't understand the rules of evil decree."

　　 The smile on Hu Zhishui's face became brighter and brighter.

　　 "Reiji, where are you?"

　　Hu Zhishui looked around and shouted softly.

　　The sound lingers in the blue and white building, and there is even an echo.

　　 Luo Hong was taken aback, then the corners of his mouth twitched.

　　From Hu Zhishui’s shout, it can be judged that his Luo Hong’s Blood Lingji vest was not exposed.

　　"Lingji, come out, don’t hide...Are you here to kill this person? I’ll help you."

　　 Hu Zhishui's naive face is full of tenderness.

　　's gaze moved horizontally and fell on Luo Hong, who was in a white shirt like snow and righteous like a rainbow. In an instant, his eyes were cold and murderous.

　　　　　　哦地, the blue and white building's high lantern illuminates the bleeding-like color.

　　 Hu Zhishui's movements became faster in an instant, and the crutch in his hand pierced out like a poisonous dragon drill.

　　 The smell of blood is surging, and the air seems to be drawn out with a burst of sound!

　　 Hu Zhishui didn't talk nonsense, he hit Luo Hong's heart with one blow.

　　 one blow, kills!

　　 For an instant, Luo Hong's scalp numb with the cold death breath.

　　……

　　 Outside the alley where Qinghualou is located.

　　 In a restaurant, Zhao Donghan sat by the window, ordered a bottle of wine, accompanied by a small plate of peanuts, and drank himself.

　　 He was still worried about the son, but he didn't want to disturb the son's Yaxing, so he waited here.

　　 As long as the son comes out of the Qinghualou, everything will be fine.

　　 Wow.

　　 poured himself a glass of wine.

　　 took a sip, and the scars on his face seemed to move, with a "tsk".

　　 Pick up a peanut in the mouth.

　　 A glass of wine, a peanut, it’s good.

　　 suddenly.

　　 Zhao Donghan's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Qinghualou.

　　 click and wipe...

　　 The wine glass in his hand was squeezed by him, and in an instant, the wine splashed all over.

　　 "The smell of blood!"

　　 Zhao Donghan faintly smelled the smell of blood, and if it came from the alley, deep in the alley was the Qinghualou.

The son of 　　 was in the Qinghualou, and now the smell of blood is coming from the Qinghualou.

　　 The scar on Zhao Donghan's face squirmed instantly.

　　 "My son!"

　　 there was a stern roar.

　　 Zhao Donghan burst out with tyrannical blood in an instant.

　　 Eight-Rank Iron Bone Realm Wu Xiu's cultivation skills are undoubtedly revealed, and in the horrified eyes of the surrounding diners, he jumped directly from the window.

　　 Boom!

The bluestone road under the 　　 restaurant was dented directly by his body.

　　 But Zhao Donghan ignored him and ran towards the blue and white building.

　　The restaurant Xiaoer with a white towel on his shoulders was dumbfounded.

　　 "Don't just hook the bar to whore... As for?!"

　　……

　　 in the blue and white building.

　　The blood-colored light makes the whole building look very strange.

　　 Hu Zhishui intends to kill with one blow.

　　 Luo Hong's white shirt is flying up, his complexion is ugly.

　　 At the moment when Hu Zhishui's murderous intent was revealed, he also subconsciously operated the sword energy in his meridians.

　　 did not bring a sword this time.

　　 However, a cloud of sword energy gathered in Luo Hong's palm, and it slammed into the crutches that Hu Zhishui stabbed.

　　嘭! ! !

　　 Sword Qi collapsed instantly.

　　Hu Zhishui remained motionless.

　　 and Luo Hong flew upside down, his palms were instantly bloody, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

　　 "It was a sword repair..."

　　"The sword is strong, but that's it."

　　 Hu Zhishui stood on a crutches, with a simple smile on his face.

　　This smile made Luo Hong want to touch his face!

　　Inconsistent guy!

　　 Xie Xiu, each of them is extremely vicious.

　　Blood Lingji is, so is Hu Zhishui.

　　 To them, killing is like eating and drinking.

　　Crisis, once again facing a life-and-death crisis.

　　 Luo Hong, as a person who has died once, he does not want to die.

　　 The palm of his hand is **** and bloody, but Luo Hong doesn't care, the sword energy in his body is urged out again.

　　Hu Zhishui's figure is extremely fast, like a ghost, his cane is constantly piercing out.

　　 Sword Qi has not yet condensed, it collapses and disperses.

　　 Luo Hong was bleeding, his body flew horizontally, smashing the table and chair.

　　 "With this strength, I dare to stare at me."

　　 Hu Zhishui leaned on a cane gracefully and laughed.

　　 "However, even if you don't come to provoke me, I will come to you after completing the upgrade of the Dark Iron Evil Order."

　　 It's just that he didn't expect that Luo Hong came to the door by himself.

　　 "I thought you were a Confucianist, but never thought you were a swordsman. The most important thing is that it is stupid as a swordsman not to carry a sword with you."

　　 Hu Zhishui, said.

　　 He is not in a hurry. With his cultivation at the pinnacle of the eighth rank, killing a ninth-rank sword repair is more than enough.

　　 Luo Hong felt a fierce pain in his chest, a hole in his shoulder was pierced, and he kept bleeding.

　　 No wonder Zhao Donghan said that the road of spiritual practice is very dangerous, and a little carelessness will be forever.

　　You can’t escape.

　　 Then... **** him? !

　　 Luo Hong is unwilling to die here like this.

　　 He stared at Hu Zhishui.

　　 summon evil shadows?

　　 Luo Hong denied this idea in his heart.

　　 Relying solely on Di Shan Xie Ying should not have been able to beat this Hu Zhishui.

　　Blood Lingji was killed by Dishan Evil Shadow, largely because her blood was absorbed by Luo Hong.

　　 Hu Zhishui at this moment is in full bloom.

　　 Moreover, Xie Ying is his only hole card, and he must find the most suitable time to come back. If it is easily exposed and fails to kill Hu Zhishui, it is tantamount to losing all hope.

　　 Luo Hong originally intended to mess up this literary meeting, but he did not expect that a literary meeting would turn into a killing field...

　　The great good man who looks so naive and very easy to bully is actually a murderous evil maker.

　　 Luo Hong staggered to his feet.

　　The blood hole on the shoulder bleeds.

　　 Now, Luo Hong’s goal is not to mess up the literary society, but to think about how to survive this crisis.

　　 stubbornly grabbed a broken chair leg on the ground and used it as a sword.

　　 "I need a big outburst to attract Hu Zhishui's attention...and then use Dishan evil shadow to surprise."

　　 Luo Hong's eyes flickered, thinking about it.

　　His sword qi is very powerful. If all the sword qi in the meridians are stacked in one blow, it may be able to attract Hu Zhishui's attention.

　　 There is no time to think too much. This is Luo Hong’s only opportunity.

　　's heart moved.

　　 The sword energy in the Luo Hong meridian began to surge wildly, all converging into the chair legs...

　　 one, two, three...

　　 Luo Hong constantly stacks the sword energy into the chair leg~IndoMTL.com~, causing cracks on the chair leg.

　　 The blood-stained white shirt on his body began to be blown by the breeze stirred by the sword air.

　　 Hu Zhishui's naive face showed a few surprises.

　　"This son's talent for swordsmanship is really a wicked evildoer. He can actually stack swords and create his own sword moves... This is a huge burden on the meridians. If you are not careful, you will destroy the meridians! The foundation of cultivation is broken! "

　　Hu Zhishui is not an ignorant person.

　　 So, he became serious.

　　 Luo Hong superimposed all the five sword qi remaining in his body.

　　 A faint shadow of a sword emerged, covering the legs of the chair.

　　 Finally, Luo Hong can't hold it anymore, and will not release this sword again...

　　 He is afraid that he will be stabbed to death by sword energy!

　　The white shirt was flying, Luo Hong took a step, his body swooped out.

　　 holding the sword, rushed towards Hu Zhishui.

　　 Hu Zhishui held the cane, his expression was staring at Luo Hong seriously, Luo Hong’s sword...had five sword spirits stacked.

　　 Is this a ninth grade sword repair?

　　 is so reckless? !

　　Normal Ninth-Rank Sword Cultivator wants to cut out five sword auras, but this one can superimpose the sword aura.

　　 However, he doesn't think the problem is big, he is crushing Luo Hong on the hard power.

　　 For him, this is just Luo Hong's dying struggle.

　　 Hu Zhishui's naive face showed a sneer: "Want to turn over? What are you doing?"

　　 "With this sword?!"

　　 Luo Hong's face was cold, and he continued to dive, and did not reply to Hu Zhishui's sarcasm.

　　 However, Hu Zhishui did not notice, in the shadow pulled out by the light of the blood lantern behind him...

　　 A mass of jet black... quietly emerged.

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