My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 98: ? She, only I can be fierce

Xiao Douhua looked at the young man in brocade, and the hatred in her eyes could not be concealed.

With her cowardly temperament, the courage to hold the sword exploded at this moment. It was indeed a bit unbelievable. This also showed how deep the hatred of this young man is.

"I didn't expect to see you here. The day before yesterday, I rode my horse to the fair in Anping County and gave a glimpse. It felt a bit like you. I didn't expect it to be you."

The young man in Jin Yi smiled faintly.

He looked at the graceful figure in front of him, and the expression in his eyes became gentle.

"Jing'er, when your house was ransacked, I tried every means to save you. I even planned it, but it's a pity... you escaped from Kyoto alone. It's so hard for me to find you."

Jin Yi youth said, he kept getting close to Xiaodouhua.

Xiao Douhua gritted her teeth and stubbornly held the sword, the flames of hatred in her eyes rose more and more.

"Shut up!"

"Your family are all bastards, and my father will be accused of crimes, and will be slashed all over the place. It is your Ouyang family!"

Xiao Douhua held the ancient sword Dijiao, bitterly.

The big eyes that were originally agile are all bloodshot on the Internet, and they are a bit flushed.

She knows everything, she knows everything.

When Zhang Shoufu rescued her, she knelt on the ground and begged Zhang Shoufu to tell her the truth, whether his father really committed a death sentence.

Zhang Shoufu is a great scholar in the dynasty, he can't lie, and he told everything.

"Your Ouyang family has already taken refuge in Concubine Xuan Yu. If you can support Concubine Xuan Yu's position, the Ouyang family will soar into the sky. So you betrayed my father and even used the three indiscriminate methods to entrap the Yao family. Full of copy and cut!"

Little Douhua bit her lip, and Douhua's big tears kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes.

She wandered from the capital to Anping County and suffered countless hardships, but she never cried because her mother told her to be strong.

However, facing this enemy now, she can hardly restrain her emotions.

The tenderness in the eyes of the Jinyi youth no longer exists, and he brings a bit of coldness and a bit of sarcasm.

"If your father had agreed to the marriage between you and my two families, my Ouyang family would not have been so unkind."

"Besides, the imperial capital is surging, how many high-ranking officials and nobles have lost their lives, and how many families have risen. This is all good fortune, all fate, to blame...you can only blame you for being an early bird in the Yao family and having a bad fate."

The young man in Jin Yi smiled faintly.

"I didn’t expect you to come to Jixia Academy. How did you get to the top of the mountain with your meager cultivation base? Come with me. I will take care of it for the sake of my family. You."

Ouyang Zhao said softly.

"Get out!"

Xiao Douhua gave a fierce cry, holding the ground sword that Luo Hong gave her, and slashed at Ouyang Zhao.

However, in Ouyang Zhao's eyes, Xiaodouhua's sword... is as weak as a three-year-old kid holding a knife and slashing at an adult covered in armor.

He raised his hand, squeezed the ground dragon sword that Xiaodouhua shook, and violently pulled it, intending to take the sword from Xiaodouhua's hand.

However, Xiaodouhua knew that the Earth Jiao Sword was given to her by the son, how could it be taken away.

So, desperately holding the sword, the whole weak body was pulled to the ground and dragged out a few steps.

"In this case, I will forcibly take you back, reading on the old relationship between my father and Uncle Yao, and take good care of you."

"Look at you, what you look like now... how embarrassed."

Ouyang Zhaodao.

A tyrannical blood exploded from his body.

Small Douhua was immediately bounced away with a sword and a sword, her skin was pale as paper, and blood dripped from the corners of her mouth.

But Xiaodouhua still stubbornly held the sword and stood up.

And Luo Hong, walking out of the evil repair palace, saw... exactly this scene.

Luo Hong looked at the embarrassed little bean curd, the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and the blood dripping hands holding the ground sword, his brows frowned.

Ouyang Zhao, a young man in Jin Yi, did not see Luo Hong.

He walked towards Xiaodouhua on his own. He didn't expect to meet Yao Jing here. Since he did, there is no reason to let go.

At the beginning, he had bought the jailer in Emperor Jing and planned to take Yao Jing away, but he did not expect that this woman would be rescued first.

A girl in the Yao family has grown up. Yao Jing's beauty is well-known in the Imperial Capital. Ouyang Zhao didn't take Yao Jing away, and he regretted it for a long time.

"Come, come back to the Imperial Capital with me."

Ouyang Zhao smiled.

Suddenly.

He felt a strong wind roaring.

A sharp sword aura made him raise his eyebrows slightly, then he slammed sideways and punched him.

Boom!

In front of the evil repair palace, the breath is shaking.

The brocade dress on Ouyang Zhao's body was flying, and his body remained motionless.

An inky black sword flew upside down and hung beside Luo Hong, who was flying in white clothes with his hands on his back.

"Fourth Grade Imperial Sword? No...no...false!"

Ouyang Zhao has a strong aura, and a vague blood armor emerges from his body.

He is actually a fifth-grade martial artist.

Luo Hong intends to control the Shazhu Sword, which is somewhat bluffing, but its power is much worse than that of a real Imperial Sword.

"Go away."

Luo Hongdao.

With a thought, the Shazhu Sword whistled out again.

However, in the process of galloping out, Luo Hong had another evil beading sword on his side, shooting together.

Ouyang Zhao frowned and stared at Luo Hong. He recognized Luo Hong.

Suddenly, he understands.

Yao Jing may have gotten into Luo Hong's relationship.

As soon as he thought of this, Ouyang Zhao's face became gloomy.

He turned his head and glanced at Xiaodouhua with hatred eyes, and said coldly: "Shameless bitch!"

As soon as the words came out.

Luo Hong narrowed his eyes.

Raising your hand, there are evil beads floating in front of you, one, two, three, and four......

Flick your fingers.

In addition to the first two evil bead swords, the six evil bead swords roared out, criss-crossed and crisscrossed, and even more like black lightning, bursting into a roar.

Open your hand and point it in the direction of Xiaodouhua.

"Xiaodouhua, give it to the sword."

When the words fell, Xiaodouhua let go of his hand, and the Ancient Sword Dijiao trembling lightly, shot towards Luo Hong, and was held in his hand by Luo Hong. The hilt of the sword was stained with blood from Xiaodouhua's palm. It's a bit slippery to hold.

While holding the Ancient Sword Dijiao, Luo Hong's aura began to rise continuously, and a faint momentum actually formed.

The Qi of Zhengyang surges like a rainbow, under the influence of sword power.

Behind Luo Hong, it turned into an entrenched white python.

Ouyang Zhao's complexion changed slightly, and he slapped out the six weird Shazhu swords, and his blood rose on the ground like a small hurricane.

Luo Hong’s name, how can he not know, let’s not say that he is now a disciple of the Master’s disciples, and he has overwhelmed all the arrogances who are now on the Jixia Academy. Let’s say that Luo Hong was on the hundred-refining stone path and killed eight in a row. The genius of the Golden Tent King Court even killed Huang Bang Tianjiao of the Golden Tent King Court. This name was already like thunder.

How dare Ouyang Zhao look down upon it.

His body quickly retreated, and he began to distance himself from Luo Hong.

Wan Yan Liehuo died in Luo Hong's hands. If Ouyang Zhao tried hard, he would only die.

Boom!

The two fists smashed out fiercely, curling up a powerful wave of air, and swinging the six evil bead swords back in front of Luo Hong.

And Luo Hong held the ancient sword Dijiao, his mind moved, the six evil bead swords stabilized his figure, and burst out again.

Luo Hong raised his hand and flicked again, and the four evil bead swords exploded.

The ten evil bead swords are intertwined, which is annoying, making it a bit difficult for the fifth-grade Ouyang Zhao to resist.

"Luo Hong! I am the son of Eurasian and Fei, the third-rank yushi of the Imperial Capital! I am even the next deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army! Do you dare to move me?!"

Ouyang Zhao is really a little frightened!

He has never encountered a sword repairer like Luo Hong. Before reaching the fourth-grade imperial sword, he was able to defend against ten-handled flying swords. Not to mention the power, this picture alone is very bluffing!

Furthermore, Luo Hong was holding the Earth Flood Sword, and his murderous intent locked him at all times, causing him to feel chills.

The movement here seems to have attracted the attention of many people.

In the distance, the portals of major palaces opened.

Xiao Erqi carried two knives on his waist, pulled out a head and looked at Xie Xiu Palace. At a glance, he saw Luo Hong pressing and hitting Ouyang Zhao, his face was stunned. This Ouyang Zhao must have provoke this again. Be careful, I don’t know if the name is in the notebook.

Wu Meiniang in Jianxiu Palace also walked out. She saw the Shazhu Sword controlled by Luo Hong at a glance, and her beautiful eyes suddenly rolled round.

Sixth-Rank Sword Controlling? !

No...No, the sword can only control one sword, and those who can control multiple flying swords can only control the fourth rank of sword repair and the Royal Sword Realm.

Luo Hong is a fourth-grade imperial sword? !

Impossible!

Wu Meiniang doesn't believe me, she just broke through the 7th-Rank Sword yesterday, so today it is 4th-Rank?

Wu Meiniang, who has a natural sense of kendo, quickly discovered the difference.

Because the power of those flying swords is too low.

It's not just the two of them, there are geniuses in other palaces.

Luo Hong, the disciple whom the Master had just received, on the first day he became a disciple of the Master, he committed a murder in the Jixia Academy...

Several figures saw Ouyang Zhao who had been beaten down, their expressions changed slightly, and they accelerated, and rushed towards Ouyang Zhao.

Ouyang Zhao also felt the crisis.

He didn't want to fight Luo Hong, so he slammed his feet on the ground and quickly swept back.

Luo Hong raised his hand and grabbed it violently.

In Ouyang Zhao's shadow, Xie Ying reached out and grabbed his ankle, causing Ouyang Zhao's movement to stagnate.

This weird scene made Ouyang Zhao's heart shake violently in an instant!

On the Earth Jiao Sword, Luo Hong is constantly accumulating sword energy.

Now that he has reached the seventh stage of the sword, his sword aura is much more than before. He stacked eighty-one sword aura, step by step, and came to Ouyang Zhao who was pulled by the evil shadow.

A sword was swung out.

The white python behind Luo Hong opened its mouth wide, roaring like the sky.

A thick sword aura shot out, slicing through Ouyang Zhao's body, piercing tens of meters, and pulling out a thin white mark on the ground of Jixia Academy, but the thin mark quickly disappeared.

The fifth-grade blood armor on Ouyang Zhao's body was full of cracks, but it was not broken.

Injured, the injury is not too serious, can not die, the defense of the fifth-grade martial arts is still very strong.

Luo Hong didn't wear the mask of the evil monarch, and the attack still belonged to the seventh rank.

However, Luo Hong did not intend to kill Ouyang Zhao so quickly.

Ouyang Zhao's blood armor was covered with cracks, but there was a smile on his face.

But it takes only three seconds to laugh.

Luo Hong's white shirt flew, raised one hand, and pressed Ouyang Zhao's face to press him severely on the ground. The back of his head collided with the ground violently, sounding muffled all over the square.

Ouyang Zhao wanted to resist, however, Luo Hong's use of the Evil Buddha with Thousand-Hands instantly caused his movements to stagnate.

Luo Hong's face was indifferent, his thoughts moved, the four evil bead swords gathered on his shoulders, he raised his **** and waved them lightly.

Puff!

The Shazhu Sword was quickly nailed down, piercing Ouyang Zhao's two palms and two soles, and nailed him to the ground.

The miserable howl came from Ouyang Zhao, who had freed himself from the Thousand-Handed Evil Buddha.

Luo Hong stood up and looked down at him condescendingly.

The white clothes are fluttering, without blood.

"She, are you worthy of scolding too?"

"She, only I can be fierce."

Luo Hong said lightly.

After that, he turned his head to look at Xiaodouhua.

"The enemy?"

Luo Hongdao.

Xiao Douhua pursed her lips and nodded.

Luo Hong held the ground sword and stretched it forward, "You come."

Xiaodouhua's eyes shrunk slightly, hesitated for a while, took courage, took a step forward, and came to Luo Hong.

She took the Ancient Jian Di Jiao.

My hands are shaking.

On the ground, Ouyang Zhao's complexion was distorted and he howled miserably.

"Luo Hong! You are a disciple of the master, and I am also a student of the Academy. Do you dare to kill people for no reason in the Academy?!"

Ouyang Zhao is really a little flustered.

I didn't expect Yao Jing to be involved with such a murderous man.

Luo Hong ignored Ouyang Zhao and looked at Xiaodouhua.

Small Douhua is holding the sword~IndoMTL.com~The tip of the sword moved to the top of Ouyang Zhao's head, trembling, hesitating, entangled, anxious beans, teardrops rolling down constantly, and the tip of the sword trembling constantly, but he didn't dare to fall. .

Suddenly.

Xiaodouhua's eyes were startled.

Luo Hong's big hand covers her small cyan hand holding a sword.

"Don't be afraid, the son will help you."

Power bursts.

The earth sword suddenly fell.

Puff.

Blood soaring shot three feet!

The tip of the sword diffused into Ouyang Zhao's throat in disbelief.

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