My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 83: ? Dare to call the world a new look

　　 gasping, gasping violently.

　　 Luo Honghan rained like rain, killing the fifth rank, he almost exhausted all his strength.

　　 IQ game, method gap, color temptation...All Luo Hong who can design all the methods designed it, and then he broke the armor with one sword and killed these five products.

　　 Five-Rank, Qi-blooded armor, with extremely strong defense power, it is difficult to break armor.

　　 If it were not for fifty-six stacked swords, the addition of the Thousand-Hand Evil Buddha impacted the opponent's consciousness, causing the opponent to relax his vigilance, otherwise, this stacking sword style may not be able to break the armor.

　　 "Five-Rank... is indeed a bit strong."

　　 Luo Hong took a deep breath.

　　 has an unprecedented dignified complexion. The most important thing is that this fifth rank is a genius, yes, but he is not the top genius in the Golden Tent King's Court.

　　"The change between the seventh-rank and the sixth-rank is not that big. I would kill Tuobabing easily, but a fifth-rank, almost exhausted all my means."

　　 "The further you go, the greater the difference in realm, because the more extraordinary powers..."

　　 stood up and looked at the corpse of this fifth-grade Huren.

　　 raised his hand, the evil bead sword pierced on the opponent's neck turned into a stream of light and returned to his dantian.

　　 Luo Hong tried to summon the evil shadow of the Huren Dahan with a bit of expectation, but... there was no accident, it failed.

　　 three times in a row, the evil shadow of the big man could not be summoned.

　　 Even if Luo Hong took out the evil shadow of Tuoba Bing and cheered on it, it was useless.

　　The probability of summoning evil shadows of the two major tiers is indeed too low.

　　 "I didn't ask for the name, he is worse than Tuoba Bing."

　　 Luo Hongdao.

After 　　, I tore off the sheepskin fur of the Huren Dahan, dyed it with blood, and wrote on it.

　　"This person has a good archery skills, he should be rewarded——Luo Hong"

After 　　 was finished, he shoved the sheepskin fur back into the corpse of the Huren Dahan, Luo Hong showed a weird smile.

　　 Luo Hong speculated that the corpses of the geniuses who died in the Jixia Academy will definitely be transported to Daping on the mountainside. At that time... when Wanyan Chegu saw it, I was afraid that he would be out of anger.

　　 more or less can shed some sin.

　　 picked up the ancient sword ground flood that had been blasted far away, and in the distance, the dense fog dispersed, revealing a stone path for continuing to climb.

　　 The wind is blowing, the peach blossom forest is rustling, and there are peach petals flying, turning around in the air, and falling on the corpse of the big man.

　　 And Luo Hong, who was in white clothes, continued to climb the ladder.

　　 stepping on the stone path, the injuries on his body, the energy, he recovered quickly.

　　 The sword energy in the meridians in the body surges like a mountain torrent.

　　 Luo Hong’s kendo training was actually between the stairs, from the eighth-rank waterfall sword to the seventh-rank potential sword.

　　……

　　"When the cultivation base reaches the fifth stage, there will be a qualitative change. Although it is no more than the second-rank life level change, but the foundation is built below the fifth stage. Any kind of cultivation method will have a huge change at the fifth stage. Metamorphosis."

　　 "The fifth grade of sword repair is the life sword, the fifth grade of martial arts is Huajia, the fifth grade of Confucianism is the heart, the fifth grade of Taoism is Dongxuan, and the fifth grade of Buddhism is Xiaojingang..."

　　 Halfway up the mountainside Daping, Yuan Xiazi is holding a bamboo pole and tilting his head to spread knowledge to Zhao Donghan.

　　"When the cultivation base reaches the fifth rank, there will be extraordinary characteristics...So, it is difficult to kill the fifth rank below the fifth rank."

　　 After Zhao Donghan heard this, the scar squirmed.

　　 "Is that young man very dangerous?"

　　 Blind Yuan Yuan stopped talking, just nodded.

　　 In the distance, the closed eyes of Wanyan Chegu showed a sneer, "Fifth-Rank attack, under the fifth-Rank, you will be seriously injured! Therefore, once the fifth-Rank is encountered, Luo Hong will die."

　　 Tuoba Bing’s death hit him a lot, but he still hopes to see Luo Hong’s body buried with Tuoba Bing.

　　On the big flat, Li Xiuyuan sat in a green shirt, sitting in the peach forest, with a strange look between his eyebrows.

　　 He glanced at Yan Chegu, smiling.

Along the 　　 stone path, losers walked down lonely, and dead bodies slipped down.

　　 As soon as the dead person’s body falls into Daping, the road protector will calm down and pick up the dead body.

　　 As for the corpses of those quacks, there will also be corpse collectors they hired in advance to help collect them.

　　 suddenly.

　　Wanyan Chegu, who closed his eyes and meditation, opened his eyes suddenly.

　　The terrifying auras scattered around his body.

　　In an instant, his figure swept across the road afterimages in place, appearing under the stone ladder.

　　 On the stone ladder, a corpse in sheepskin fur fell down.

　　 is the costume of the genius of the Golden Tent King Court.

　　 Wanyan Chegu’s eyes were unbelievable, "Tuo Bagu... but the fifth rank, not only the fifth rank of martial arts, but also the fifth rank of the archer! How could he die?!"

　　 This is the first fifth stage of death.

　　 Even if there were Rank 5 defeats before, they never died.

　　The strong **** blood makes Daping, halfway up the mountain, suddenly become depressed.

　　 Wanyan Chegu saw the writing on Tuobagu’s sheepskin fur.

　　He took off the sheepskin fur...

　　 Many people around are looking over curiously, some second-grade and first-grade guardians have amazing eyesight, and they have also seen the contents on the sheepskin fur.

　　 for a while...

　　The expressions of the people on the big flat changed. Some people didn't know whether to laugh or not.

　　 Even if he was sitting behind the archway, Li Xiuyuan in the peach forest shook his head speechlessly.

　　Killing and condemning the heart...

　　 This young man, Luo Hong, is a bit bad.

　　 Boom!

　　The terrifying vitality instantly tore the sheepskin fur to pieces.

　　The ancient face of Wanyan Che is cold, and it is wrapped in a huge to the extreme murderous intent, humiliation... the ultimate humiliation!

　　 Looking at Tuobagu's corpse on the ground, Wanyan Chegu raised his head and looked coldly at the top of Dongshan Mountain.

　　 Murderous intent surged, stepped forward, and came to the torii.

　　He wanted to step into it, but Li Xiuyuan looked at him calmly.

　　 "You try?"

　　 "If Yelu Aguduo, the number one master of the Golden Tent King's Court, comes here, and you can try to climb this mountain, then forget it."

　　 Li Xiuyuan said.

　　 Wanyan Chegu calmed down instantly after Li Xiuyuan's words.

　　His obsession with killing Luo Hong is too deep, and he almost fell into the way of that little thing. This is Jixia Academy. Just talking about Li Xiuyuan, who is half a Confucianist, is not something he can provoke, let alone the top of the mountain. There is a master in the palace.

　　 Wanyan Chegu still persuaded.

　　 Time goes by bit by bit.

　　 More and more cultivators have failed, and their ranks have gradually increased. Many of the fifth-rank cultivators have failed and walked down the stone path dejectedly.

　　 and the quacks were almost completely eliminated at this moment.

　　 Most of the remaining people who continue climbing on the stone path are famous sects, or the children of top families.

　　 On the big flat, the murderous intent is getting more and more intense, so strong that it almost turns the sky into blood.

　　 Wanyan Chegu's body is shaking constantly.

　　 On the stone path, one after another corpses slipped down.

　　 are all the fifth ranks of the Golden Tent King Court, and the most important thing is...their bodies of these geniuses in the Golden Tent King Court will have a message written by Luo Hong.

　　"Live well, be a reward, reward a whole corpse."

　　 Wanyan Chegu looked at the corpses next to him, and finally became numb.

　　He looked at Li Xiuyuan: "Why do the geniuses of my Golden Tent Palace always meet Luo Hong?"

　　 Li Xiuyuan’s green shirt was flying among the peach trees, holding a scroll of bamboo slips while reading, listening to Chegu’s words, without raising his head.

　　"Isn't this what you think?"

　　 Wanyan Chegu feels that he is going to be bored with an internal injury, and a well-mannered scholar is really not a good thing.

　　The white robe is fluttering, and Luo Hong, who looks like a dog, keeps his heart.

　　 This Li Xiuyuan is also a heart-piercing hand!

　　 Wanyan Chegu... Excited!

　　……

　　 Dongshan Jixia Academy.

　　 In the depths of the palace, there is a small spring breeze building.

In the small building, the heat is boiling, and the hot water in the burning teapot is boiling.

　　 Wow.

　　 The hot water poured down, the Biluo tea leaves instantly unfolded, and the greenery spread in the tea water.

　　The tea is dressed up in it, and there are two cups of tea in the small building.

　　 A cup of Master, a cup of waiting.

　　 An old man fell like thunder, shocking Xiaolou into a hurricane in spring.

　　 The old man sat on the side of the master, took the wine glass and sipped it out.

　　 "Not strong."

　　"It's still not as strong as Saibei's knife."

　　 said the old man.

　　"The prince joked, how can tea and wine compare?" The master smiled and poured another cup for the old man.

　　The old man stopped drinking tea, "Master, my grandson...If the talent can be, you can accept it."

　　 After finishing talking, the old man took out a bag of tea leaves from his wide sleeves without any smoke.

　　"This is the excellent Dazhou tribute tea that my girl sent to the old man from Dazhou..."

　　 The master laughed dumbly. This old man who knows **** would actually also bribe.

　　 "Your grandson has a good talent. If he can pass the written test, the old man will naturally be admitted, but...now he is the most difficult thing to pass the death of the last one who guards the entrance."

　　Master said.

　　The old man snorted angrily: "You husband, what do you give the Huren a chance? There is no good thing in the foreign race, it should be killed!"

　　 "Your grandson almost killed all the geniuses of the Golden Tent King Court... Only one full face is left at the gate."

　　 The master is a little helpless, said.

　　 When the old man heard the words, he suddenly smiled, "Yeah, my grandson is so awesome? Hey~IndoMTL.com~Like me."

　　 The master glanced at the smiling old man, and shook his head: "Lao Luo, about Concubine Xuan Yu, you shouldn't make a noise...it has caused trouble for nothing."

　　 The old man’s smile gradually converged, "It’s okay...there are so many misfortunes, but the old man just can’t bear it. As the lord of the dynasty, how can Emperor Xia marry a Hu woman? Regardless of his various reasons, all kinds of hardships... …After all, it is the hearts of the soldiers who fought with the Huren in blood on the frontier fortress."

　　"The old man, the throne was built by them with corpses. The old man was once their leader, so he had to stand up for them."

　　 "Furthermore, the purpose of Emperor Xia marrying this alien girl, the old man knows without guessing, isn't it for the illusory longevity?"

　　 The master was silent, holding up his teacup and drinking tea.

　　 "Long grow and live...what can I ask for, the longer I live, the more lonely and boring..."

　　The old man drank the tea in one mouthful, but the master who was watching was helpless and poured another cup.

　　"At the beginning, I waited to fight for the Xia family, threw my head and sprinkled blood, and ended the turmoil of the Eighteen Kingdoms. Wasn't it just for the people of Daxia to have a stable living environment..."

　　 "But now, the taste of the Xia family has changed, and Emperor Xia seeks longevity, the prince... is not a good thing either."

　　 The old man finished the tea with another sip, and he felt like he was burning a knife.

　　 "And my Luo family is no longer the Luo family who was full of blood and dedicated to the sword..."

　　"The world is unfair, then it will be a new look...Unfortunately, my third son is hopeless."

　　 The old man raised his teacup and muttered.

　　 suddenly, he turned his head to look at the master who was drinking tea slowly, and laughed wrinkly.

　　 "What do you think of my grandson?"

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