My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 49: ? Why not slaughter him for half of the world?
Rain, the more it rains, the bigger it gets.
The whole world seems to be shrouded by this torrential rain.
depressed, dull, feeling the howl of God.
Zhao Mansion.
Luo Hong, wearing a blood-stained white robe, wearing a mask, holding a sword in one hand, walked step by step from the main hall of Zhao's mansion, stepped on the bluestone ladder, and instantly seemed to step into a waterfall, soaked by rain.
Zhao Donghan was lying on the floor of the atrium overflowing with a layer of rain, his eyes dimmed.
The continuous flow of blood made the water in front of him turn into the color of blood. He still kept his eyes open, but the world was spinning and confused.
He watched a white-robed boy step into the torrential rain step by step, feeling moved and sad.
A good man like , why do you want to kill him in half of the world?
Seventh-rank martial artist, placed in the ordinary army, they are all commanders of the rank, but they are sent to kill the son who has only been practicing for a few days.
This is no way to survive.
Watching Luo Hong walking under the rain curtain, his pace was firm, but Zhao Donghan's heart became more uncomfortable.
Son... It's so benevolent.
At this time, you should abandon him and run away.
fled back to Luo Mansion, where the guardian of the housekeeper Chen is the safest thing.
"Quick...Run away!"
Zhao Donghan lay on the ground, exhausted all his strength, and shouted.
It’s just that, before the sound came too far, it was washed away by the torrential rain.
Two seventh-rank martial artists, their expressions are very solemn.
Wei Wuxian is dead.
Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Taoist cultivation is not weak, and even if the two of them work together, they will suffer a big loss.
However, such a noble Taoist Xiu was cut off by Luo Hong and threw it out like a cuju.
The two looked at each other, both seeing the solemnity in each other's eyes.
is not to say that Luo people live in seclusion in a small town, intending to live an ordinary life, so their children and daughters have never practiced.
But Luo Hong, who looks like a mortal in front of him.
can kill Wei Wuxian, it's definitely not easy.
"Kill!"
The two seventh-rank martial artists roared, their low voices, and the vibrating rain exploded.
The qi and blood on their bodies seemed to be wrapped around their bodies like small snakes, stepping on them with one step, splashing rainwater three feet high.
Since Wei Wuxian is dead, they need to complete the task of killing Luo Hong.
With so much effort, set up such a round.
even dispatched four second-ranks to involve the Dragon Sword. If Luo Hong can't be killed, the people of the world will laugh at him.
It doesn't matter if Wei Wuxian is dead, then they are afraid that they will be nailed to the pillar of shame!
Boom!
Two blood-colored figures leaned forward and took steps, their bodies leaned forward, crushing the falling raindrops, each stepping on both sides with pleasing steps, leaving behind many phantoms, and approaching Luo Hong.
The big fist of the bowl was raised and aimed at Luo Hong's masked head.
Seventh-rank martial artist's punch was afraid that Luo Hong's head could be smashed in an instant.
Luo Hong stood calmly on the spot.
The rain continued to flow down the mask.
The gray color between the heaven and the earth has changed, becoming more and more gloomy, endless sobs, endless darkness, like the huge waves rising from the sea, to engulf Luo Hong's mind.
The evil monarch's mask was put on, Luo Hong felt a sense of strength.
is unspeakably powerful.
hurricane whizzed in, it was the terrifying pressure of the two approaching Seventh-Rank Martial Artists.
Luo Hong's mouth raised a smile that was the same as the curvature of a mask, and his evil spirit was awe-inspiring for an instant.
This smile made the two approaching Seventh-Rank Wu Xiu's minds tremble, and felt a chill of horror and indescribable evil.
Luo Hong held the sword in one hand, raised the other hand, and covered half of his unmasked face.
"Hahahaha..."
A deep laugh, but a laugh without a slight smile, came from Luo Hong's mouth.
"Pretend to be a ghost! Die!"
Drink seven products coldly for two people.
Murderous intent is revealed!
"The world laughs at me too mad, I laugh at the world... They are all stupid."
eyes sharpened suddenly, Luo Hong's mouth turned upside-down, said.
Boom!
Two big fists with a big bowl mouth smashed down, and the accumulation of water on the ground blew up two seven-foot-high water rings. The water rings collided like two large water tanks colliding together. shock.
However, the white robe wearing the mask has disappeared in place.
The two seventh-rank martial artists were shocked, and only felt a palpitation.
But he heard the sound of sword chanting, a long sword cut through the droplets of water, smashed the exploded water ring, and cut it towards the neck arteries of the two of them.
The sharpness brought by the sword blade made the continuous energy and blood of the two seventh-rank martial artists appear a little cold.
The two reacted very quickly, their palms flipped back suddenly, and then they pushed forward vigorously.
pushed the tip of the sword away.
Luo Hong's white clothes rolled over, like a horror, spinning away countless raindrops, touching the surface of the water with his toes, and constantly retreating, pulling out a gully on the rainy ground.
Luo Hong, who wears a mask, keeps a gentle smile all the time, but the evil in his smile makes people seem crazy when they look at it.
The eyes under the mask of see the world in gray, but it is also the clearest.
"Will you kill me in half of the world?"
The corner of Luo Hong's mouth under the mask of Evil Monarch raised slightly.
"Why don't you kill him for half of the world?"
laughed slightly.
Luo Hong's eyes looked at the tumbling white dragon in the city, and the world was eclipsed at this moment.
"Good swordsmanship."
Luo Hong admired.
After wearing the mask of the evil monarch, his six senses, strength, speed, and consciousness have all been greatly increased.
The sword of the Bai Jiao made the brilliance flow in his gray eyes.
"This child... is very weird!"
"Quick battle!"
Compared with the hearty and hearty fighting with Zhao Donghan, Luo Hong wearing the mask of the evil monarch is too weird.
Although the kendo cultivation level is only 9th rank, it is more pressured than Zhao Donghan, who has swallowed the blood violent pill and reached 7th rank.
plus the head of Wei Wuxian who was beaten and rolled by the rain.
There was a little anxiety and anxiety in their hearts.
The evil monarch Luo Hong wearing a mask is holding a sword, standing on the spot, tilting his head, as if thinking about something.
He swings his sword from time to time, seeming to imitate some sword moves.
The two seventh-rank martial artists looked at each other, only to feel strange, "When fighting, think about swordsmanship?"
"Intentionally, or to seek death?"
The eyes of the two of them are fierce.
"No matter what."
"Kill him, you can go back and turn in the task."
The two looked at each other, murderous enough to make the raindrops between the sky and the earth stagnate for a while.
Boom!
The two men are ready to go into clothes with blood and blood, and they rushed again.
However...
Luo Hong, wearing a mask of the evil monarch, with white clothes and silver hair in the rain, is still trying his sword.
The two seventh-rank martial artists are getting closer.
three feet, two feet, one feet...
suddenly.
Luo Hong raised his hand and slowly raised it up.
"Come out."
"Entangled."
's faint voice, with the irritability that heaven and earth don’t want to disturb me.
The two Seventh-Rank Wu Xiu, who had been bloodied and killed by the weather, felt their bodies stiff.
Roar!
is like a roar of a wild beast.
I don't know when a burly figure appears above their heads.
The evil spirits are rolling, and the breath is escaping, it is actually not a weak seventh-grade martial artist!
The original eighth rank Di Shan Xieying, with the increase of the evil monarch's mask, vaguely reached the seventh rank.
嘭!
like a mountain smashed down.
The two seventh ranks each punched out, colliding with Di Shan Xieying who fell from the sky with both fists.
Dishan Xieying was smashed to pieces!
However, in an instant, he recovered again. The black hands were as dark as ink. In the shock of the two seventh-ranks, they pressed their faces and smashed them to the ground, like a boulder thrown into a lake, blowing up the sky. Water splash.
Hu Zhishui's evil shadow was in the distance, staring sadly.
The crutches dropped suddenly.
There are so many shadowy sticks, like sharp spears, on the ground.
Under the mask of evil monarch, Hu Zhishui’s evil shadow has also become stronger!
噗噗!
The two seventh-pins pressed on the ground were stabbed by the crutches born on the ground.
However, they are powerful, but the crutch didn't pierce their bodies, just a blood hole.
The two seventh ranks were furious, and once again smashed Di Shan Xie Ying, one of them flew like a tiger, and immediately approached, and a whip kick also exploded Hu Zhishui Xie Ying, who could not evade.
However, Di Shan Xie Ying and Hu Zhishui Xie Ying soon formed again in the distance.
is immortal and immortal.
"Xie Xiu!"
The two Seventh-Rank Martial Artists were bleeding through holes in their bodies, staring at the white-robed Luo Hong in the heavy rain, inconceivable.
Anping County sets an example of justice, son of General Luo...
is actually an evil cultivator!
Who can believe this? !
Wearing the mask of the evil monarch, Luo Hong, who was thinking about swordsmanship, suddenly smiled~IndoMTL.com~The eyes under the mask turned and landed on the bodies of the two seventh-rank martial artists.
The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, revealing an evil arc.
"I understand."
After that, Luo Hong held the sword backhand and laughed at the rainy world.
The sword in his hand, suddenly thrown out!
Jian Qi gushes.
一剑.
The sword cuts the rain, and the gas is steaming.
Two swords.
The sword draws an arc, leaving a mark in the light.
Three swords.
Jianmang swims around, like a snake.
Four swords.
Sword Qi rushes into the sky, and the magic dragon is successful.
A small black dragon, although only three to four points similar to the white dragon in Anping County, is only three to four points similar, but it provokes the two seventh-rank martial artists, and the hair is terrifying!
噗噗!
Luo Hong shook his sword, his long sword broke every inch, and the black dragon flew out, scouring through the bodies of the two seventh-rank martial artists, and the blood on the two of them seemed to be wiped away in an instant. Erjing, desperate.
The black water bird exploded quickly, turning into sword energy and disappearing into the world.
Luo Hong, wearing a mask, curled his mouth and spit in the rain.
"嘁, only half of the mask."
"Stealing the teacher and learned the four different things."
But, soon, his toes were like a dragonfly, and Pian Ruo Hong appeared in front of a desperate seventh-grade martial artist.
The evil bead appeared, and instantly turned into a black short knife.
gave the seventh-rank Wuxiu a gentle and elegant smile.
After , he jumped up and plunged into the neck of this seventh-rank martial artist who had vented all his energy.
Push in, pull out.
pierce in and pull out again!
One cut, another cut, another cut.
the knife went into the neck.
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