My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

In Saibei, the sky is full of yellow sand.

An eagle eagle spread its wings and flew above the nine heavens, the feathers of the eagle eagle were constantly trembling as the wind blowing in the sky.

The eagle's eyes reflect the vast land below.

A city full of mottled traces in the rolling yellow sand, like a general with a sword on his horse, stands in the yellow sand, guarding a part of the world.

A loud sound exploded above the sky, and the Eagle Eagle flapped its wings, and the side of its body began to sweep down high into the sky.

Soon, drop, drop.

It fell into the sky above the city and continued down.

A black cavalry general covered in black armor issued a whistle from his mouth hidden under the armor.

Afterwards, the eagle landed on his arm.

The general took out the letter on the eagle's leg, opened it, and suddenly exuded a depressed and low breath.

With the eagle on his arm, he walked towards the city.

"General, news from Jiangling Mansion has arrived."

The general's voice was a little hoarse, but the voice attracted the attention of all the generals in the room.

Luo Hou never took off his armor, and was wearing a black armor, exuding a gloomy aura.

"how?"

The general with a somewhat hoarse voice opened the letter and said: "Under the protection of Yuan Chenggang, the young master brought a sword attendant and went straight into the Jiangling Mansion. One person and one sword blocked the lake, blocking all those who participated in the sword appreciation meeting. People, use the lake as a platform, and put down the life and death competition, and those who enter the lake will live and die according to their destiny."

Inside the house, many generals changed their faces slightly when they heard the news.

But after the expression changed, there was a bit of excitement, and some generals clenched their fists.

"As expected of a young master, he looks a bit like a general, quite domineering."

"One man blocks the lake, one man guards the gate! Beautiful!"

"It's very domineering, but it's also very dangerous. What's the result?"

Some generals are excited and some are concerned.

The general with a hoarse voice smiled, and continued to read: "One Xiao and one Jian have been in business for fifteen years. This is the opening line of the poem by the young master. The talented Liu of the Jiangling Mansion is ashamed of himself." , In addition, the young master put on a life-and-death competition, winning consecutive battles, killing several fourth-ranks in a row, and they are all one-hit kills, and the method is thunder."

After the words fell, many generals raised their eyebrows in surprise.

Luo Hou couldn't help but startled: "This kid... can really kill the fourth rank?"

"But it's true, being ranked second in the yellow list, with outstanding talent, and being able to beat Yelv Ce and Chu Tiannan to kill the ordinary fourth rank, it seems that it is not unacceptable."

"Jiangling Mansion's Zhou family produced two fourth ranks in a row, but they were all beheaded by the young master."

The general laughed.

"The Zhou family in Jiangling Mansion... very good, if you dare to bully my son, I, Luo Rentu, will remember."

Luo Hou said indifferently, and the generals around him also smiled meaningfully.

And the general with a hoarse voice continued: "After killing the fourth rank, there is a third rank who attacked the young master. The first third rank is the royal city of the Meteor Sword Sect. The young master will kill him."

"The second third rank is Yu Sanchuan of Feiliu Jiange who is the eighteenth in the Xuanbang."

After the words fell, the room fell silent.

Xuanbang third grade shot?

However, all the people present had seen the world, and they had expected the third-rank attack, and since the crown prince dared to use Luo Hongchen's saber to set up this round, he was definitely ready to kill Luo Hong.

It's not surprising that Xuanbang third rank made a move.

"The young master fought Yu Sanchuan, the secret method consumed mana, and he defeated Yu Sanchuan with a single sword, but Wu Qingshan of the Great Chu Wu family attacked and killed the young master at the moment the young master reversed and defeated Yu Sanchuan!"

After reading this, the words suddenly became hurried.

In the room, the atmosphere instantly became extremely chilling!

"shameful!"

"damn thing!"

"Sneak attack? How dare he sneak attack? How dare he sneak attack?!"

The pupils of the generals seemed to be burning with flames, and Luo Hou's eyes shrank even more, and the aura all over his body was flickering.

"What's the result?" Luo Hou asked hoarsely.

As a parent, his heart is really up and down.

"Young master is not dead, dragged Wu Qingshan into the lake, cut off his limbs... and crushed Wu Qingshan's head in front of Wei Qiansui."

The general with a hoarse voice suddenly raised his voice.

In the room, an unbelievable admiration resounded endlessly.

"By the way, is Yu Sanchuan dead?"

"He shouldn't be dead, the young master's attention should be attracted by Wu Qingshan."

"If I were Yu Sanchuan, I would definitely take the opportunity to escape."

Whisper the masters.

And Luo Hou stood up slowly, the armor on his body clanging and colliding.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the black-armored general who had finished reading the letter with a hoarse voice: "Hu Beihe."

Clang!

The black-armored general suddenly put his legs together, and the clash of armor made a clanging sound.

A hoarse and deep voice resounded in the house: "The end is here!"

"Take a thousand black knights out of the camp, and level the Feiliu Jiange."

"For deceiving me, let Feiliu Jiange pay with a hundred lives."

Luo Hou said lightly.

boom!

The black armor general Hu Beihe raised his head immediately, under the armor, his eyes were extremely sharp.

"The commander of the 4th Battalion of the Black Cavalry, Hu Beihe takes command!"

Afterwards, the black-armored general turned around and left under the envious eyes of many generals.

Luo Hou's eyes were cold, and he looked at the long yellow sand: "There is also Da Chu Wu's family..."

"Shoot an arrow at the Wu family. Three days later, I need an explanation from the Wu family."

"Here."

Behind him, a black knight bowed and said.

Luo Hou put his hands behind his back, and a cold and domineering aura began to flow out slowly.

"Really think my Luo family's ink knife is... blunt?!"

...

On Luoshen Lake, the moonlight is bleak and cold.

Between the heaven and the earth, there was a dead silence, a deathly silence.

Luo Hong counted three times, from the noisy at the beginning to the silence of the world, it only took three times.

Crazy, evil, bully!

However, it made people speechless.

Yu Sanchuan, the third rank of the Great Xia Xuanbang, is dead!

Wu Qingshan, the third rank of the Great Chu Xuanbang who started the sneak attack, is also dead!

Both of these two are quite well-known in the arena, after all, they are third-rank monks who have entered the Xuanbang.

However, they all died of hatred in the hands of Luo Hong.

Luo Hong...he is only a fifth rank!

All the guests in the rivers and lakes were silent, and all the monks in the flower boat stopped their steps and did not dare to continue to step out.

Do they still dare to continue to challenge and continue to enter the life-and-death competition?

They dare not.

I'm scared.

Because of the shot, it may not be able to kill Luo Hong, but will be killed by Luo Hong instead.

If you shoot, you may die.

The death of so many people cast a shadow over the hearts of many monks.

Even if there are many monks in the flower boat who are really third-rank in strength, they are still a lot worse than Yu Sanchuan and other Xuanbang third-ranks. Even Yu Sanchuan was defeated in an instant. Their shots should end in the same way miserable.

Therefore, everyone stopped, making the world silent.

Luo Hong covered the half of his face that wasn't wearing a mask, and laughed in a low voice, his silver hair flying wildly, extremely insolent.

Laughter lingered on Luoshen Lake, as if mocking the whole world.

"Since no one is there, the sword... belongs to me."

After laughing for a long time, Luo Hong stopped laughing and said calmly.

He raised his head and looked at the Piaoxue sword hanging on the flower boat in the center.

Raise your hand, fingers into a hook.

A suction force was born out of thin air, trying to suck Piao Xuejian away.

However, although the Piaoxue sword trembled, it was still suspended.

Wei Qiansui held his hands behind his back, and didn't even look at the Piaoxue sword above his head. He had a faint smile on his face, and looked at Luo Hong, seemingly sarcastic, as if he was laughing at Luo Hong, why did you take the sword away.

The sword is under his control, so you can take it if you say so?

What did you, Luo Hong, use to get the sword? !

The atmosphere seemed to be a little stiff, Luo Hong continued to maintain the hooked posture with his five fingers, but he couldn't shake the Piaoxue sword.

"Why? Since no one dares to fight... Shouldn't the Piaoxue sword belong to me?"

"You eunuch...don't accept it?"

Luo Hong said with his silver hair flying.

Under the light of the moonlight, the evil king's mask exudes a bit of evil.

The smile on Wei Qiansui's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Eunuch?

It had been many years since he had heard such a title. Ever since he became the chief eunuch and a popular person beside Emperor Xia, no one dared to call him that for so many years.

For so many years, Luo Hong was the first person who dared to say this title in front of him.

"You little beast, you should be killed."

"Our family didn't say who to give the sword to, can you take it away?"

Wei Qiansui said lightly.

Luo Hong squinted his eyes, his spiritual power surged.

In the dantian, above the demon sword Asura, the red dress fluttered, and a beautiful figure was suspended.

"Help me get the sword!"

Luo Hong said.

Qianying is silent, her eyes are dim.

"Help me."

Luo Hong's will is suspended in front of the magic sword Asura.

"Help me this time, and I'll suck it up for you again."

Luo Hongdao.

After the words fell, the beautiful figure in the red dress on the magic sword Asura seemed to smile slightly.

In an instant, the flowers faded.

...

boom!

On Luoshen Lake, Luo Hong's eyes were fixed, and he grabbed it with his palm, and pulled it behind him.

A tyrannical sword intent erupted from his body, like a monstrous suction surging in an instant.

Luo Hong's white shirt fluttered.

"Sword, come here!"

Above Wei Qiansui's head, the Piaoxue Sword, which was suppressed by Wei Qiansui's breath, suddenly let out a crisp sword cry.

Countless sword brilliance burst out.

The sword energy is like snow.

It seems like snowflakes are fluttering, and the north wind is howling!

Wei Qiansui's face froze as he stood with his hands behind his back.

impossible? !

With the Piaoxue sword blocked by his breath, how could Luo Hong take the sword? !

bass!

The Piaoxue sword trembled suddenly, with sword energy across it, as if it had cut off the shackles, and then, it turned into a stream of silver light, which flew towards Luo Hong from the top of Wei Qiansui's head.

It seemed that Luo Hong had forcibly taken him away from Wei Qiansui.

When Luo Hong's hand held Piaoxue Sword, the scene between heaven and earth seemed to freeze at this moment.

On the shore of Luoshen Lake, all the quacks made unbelievable voices, and stared blankly at Wei Qiansui who was standing on the flower boat in the center, and Luo Hong who took the sword from the Qiansui's head.

Sword, taken away?

That's it... take it away? !

Among the many flower boats, many monks looked stunned. Why did Luo Hong take away the Piaoxue Sword like this?

Could it be that this Sword Appreciation Conference is really just a Sword Appreciation Conference?

If not, if Luo Hong wanted to take the sword, wouldn't Wei Qiansui stop him?

Is it possible that a majestic first-rank master can't protect a sword?

Luo Hong smiled. When holding the Piaoxue sword, Luo Hong's silver hair was like silk, and he looked so bright in the completely silent night.

"That's all."

The sound faintly lingers on the lake.

But it made the atmosphere of the entire Luoshen Lake tense to the apex.

Wei Qiansui narrowed his eyes, and murderous intent surged in his pupils. He never thought that Luo Hong would actually have the means to take Piaoxue Sword from his grasp.

The powerful sword intent erupting from Luo Hong's body just now shocked him.

This kid really has a hole card.

No wonder he dared to leave Anping County and come all the way to Jiangling Mansion to participate in this sword appreciation competition.

However, what if you have a hole card?

Who in this world is truly arrogant and evildoer has no trump card.

Wei Qiansui didn't care.

"When did our family say that the Sword Appreciation Conference is over? What crime should we take for stealing the sword without authorization?!"

Wei Qiansui said lightly.

As soon as the words came out.

Wei Qiansui raised his hand and grabbed Luo Hong, the majestic power of heaven and earth surged, and in an instant, a terrifying force seemed to turn into a cage, crowding towards all directions, trying to block Luo Hong and capture him !

Luo Hong's expression didn't change at all.

Holding the Piaoxue sword, with heavenly secrets and pure jun suspended all over his body, the phantom of the sage in his dantian opened his eyes, tearing apart the coercion of heaven and earth formed by Wei Qiansui, Luo Hong's foot suddenly stepped down, and Luoshen Lake immediately heaved up and down with waves, Roll up the monstrous waves.

And his body also turned into a black arrow, flying backwards and shooting out.

Wei Qiansui stood on the bow of the boat, squinting his eyes: "Ignoring the coercion of heaven and earth, have you condensed the appearance of a saint? You are worthy of being a master's disciple..."

However, Wei Qiansui was not in a hurry to make a move.

On the shore of the lake, there are two tyrannical air mechanisms, but they have been locked on him.

Gun King Yuan Chenggang.

There is also a woman who is playing the piano.

If Wei Qiansui's guess is correct, it should be Luo Hongchen's confidante back then, Situ Wei.

Wei Qiansui laughed.

He looked down at Luo Hong who turned into a white light and flew towards the lake.

He reached out and pinched the white hair hanging from his ears and temples.

He opened his mouth lightly, the sound was not loud, but it exploded over the entire lake like thunder.

"The Sword Appreciation Tournament is not yet over. This son of Luo Hong is good at grabbing the Piaoxue Sword. The rules have been changed. Anyone below the second rank can make a move. There is no limit to the number of people. Kill this son and grab the sword. Whoever wins the sword and boards the flower boat in the center will return the sword." Who, moreover, the crown prince has ordered that the one who wins the Piaoxue sword will be the new Piaoxue sword master, and will have a chance to enter the Royal Secret Realm once."

"The Sword Appreciation Conference has officially begun."

Wei Qiansui, with a sharp voice, conveyed the news.

Words fell.

After the entire Luoshen Lake was quiet for a few breaths, it seemed to be boiling in an instant.

If you get the sword, can you get the chance to enter the royal secret realm?

This temptation is not insignificant!

Crash!

One flower boat after another froze for a while, and suddenly rushed out.

On the way of Luo Hong's retreat, three flower boats skidded towards him, blocking his way of retreat.

A monk rushed out of the flower boat at high speed, turned into a frightened bird, and rushed towards Luo Hong.

Their purpose is very simple, to seize the Piaoxue sword and become the master of Piaoxue sword!

The monks who rushed out of the three flower boats were all third-rank cultivation, not comparable to Yu Sanchuan and Wu Qingshan, but the oppression caused by the three third-ranks was still huge.

In the distance, there were also flower boats rushing towards them, like trapped animals, besieging Luo Hong in it.

A rank four, the air machine roars.

There are many third grades, standing at the bow of the boat, staring at Luo Hong.

Luo Hong's inverted body stopped, and he stood on the surface of the lake. He was dressed in white and had silver hair. He looked at the crowd surrounding him lightly. He didn't have the fear that everyone imagined, but smiled strangely.

"You can't fight one-on-one, are you going to start a group fight?"

"But gang fights... I like it the most."

Luo Hong squatted down slowly.

Under the moonlight, he stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the water.

Looking around, the monks who surrounded him one after another grinned softly.

"stand up!"

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