My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The entire Qinghua Building fell into a deathly silence.

The bloody scene in front of him had a strong impact on Luo Hong's mind. When the ghost woman massacred Heiyun Village, Luo Hong was imprisoned in the firewood room and did not witness the murderous process of the evil cultivator.

But this time, Luo Hong saw it clearly.

With a twitch of Hu Zhishui's crutch, the woman's body turned into pieces and scattered all over the ground, while the human skin was folded up by him and put into a cloth bag.

The blood mist filled the air, but Hu Zhishui kept a naive look and walked slowly.

It seems to be strolling in the courtyard in the spring rainy season, which has a somewhat poetic and picturesque feeling.

So brutal!

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

Although Hu Zhishui was smiling, he looked into his eyes without any concealment of murderous intent.

This man is going to kill him!

Luo Hong immediately made up his mind.

The thick blood drifted over.

It felt like returning to that night in Heiyunzhai again.

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

"Who said that Hu Zhishui is the most benevolent person in Anping County? Come out...I promise I won't beat you to death."

The corner of Luo Hong's mouth was full of bitterness.

What happened to Anping County?

The number one benevolent person is an evil cultivator.

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

This Anping County... is poisonous, right? !

"You can't fight hard... This Hu Zhishui's aura is stronger than that of Xue Lingji, and it should have reached the peak of the eighth rank."

Luo Hong stood up, his white shirt flying, and wanted to retreat.

"Young Master Luohong, since you're here, don't rush away."

Hu Zhishui looked at Luo Hong with a smile on his face, raised his crutch and waved it slowly.

bang bang bang...

Every door and window around the Qinghua Building was instantly closed, sealing off Luo Hong's escape route.

The entire Qinghua Building 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 and poets who fainted...

"The black iron evil order has responded, which means that another colleague holding the black iron evil order is here. In Anping County... there are only three people who have the black iron evil order. Me, Tu Sanduo, and Lingji ..."

"It is impossible for Tu Sanduo to appear here, because he knows that if the Black Iron Evil Token gets too close, there will be a reaction... Therefore, the person hiding here with the Black Iron Evil Token is likely to be a newcomer to the evil door of heaven and earth. The Blood Lingji who understands the rules of evil orders."

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

"Lingji, where are you?"

Hu Zhishui looked around and shouted softly.

The sound lingered in the blue and white building, and even echoed through it.

Luo Hong froze for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched.

From Hu Zhishui's yell, it can be judged that Luo Hong's Xue Ling Ji vest was not exposed.

"Lingji, come out, don't hide... Are you here to kill this person? Let me help you."

Hu Zhishui's naive face was full of tenderness.

His eyes moved sideways and landed on Luo Hong, whose white shirt was like snow and his righteous spirit was like a rainbow. In an instant, his eyes were icy cold and full of murderous intent.

Suddenly, the high-hanging lanterns of the Blue and White Building shone with a bleeding color.

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

The smell of blood surged, and the air seemed to be pumped out with a bursting sound!

Hu Zhishui didn't talk nonsense, and the blow hit Luo Hong's heart.

One blow kills!

For a moment, the cold breath of death made Luo Hong's scalp tingle.

...

Outside the alley where Qinghua Building is located.

In a restaurant, Zhao Donghan sat by the window, ordered a bottle of wine, served it with a small dish of peanuts, and poured himself a drink.

He is still worried about the son,

But he didn't want to disturb the young master's elegant mood, so he waited here.

As long as the young master comes out of the blue and white building, then everything will be fine.

Crash.

Poured himself a glass of wine.

After taking a sip, the scar on his face seemed to move, and he let out a "tsk".

Pick up a peanut at the entrance.

A glass of wine, a peanut, happy.

suddenly.

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

Click...

The wine glass in his hand was crushed by him, and in an instant, the wine splashed everywhere.

"The smell of blood!"

Zhao Donghan vaguely smelled the smell of blood, faintly coming from the alley, deep in the alley is the blue and white building.

The young master is in the blue and white building, but now there is the smell of blood in the blue and white building.

The scar on Zhao Donghan's face squirmed instantly.

"Young master!"

There was a shrill roar.

Zhao Donghan's body erupted with tyrannical energy and blood instantly.

The cultivation of the eighth-rank Iron Bone Realm martial artist was undoubtedly revealed, and he jumped directly from the window under the horrified eyes of the diners around him.

boom!

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

But Zhao Donghan didn't care, and ran towards the blue and white building.

The waiter in the restaurant with a white towel over his shoulder was dumbfounded.

"Why don't you hook up with a prostitute... As for what?!"

...

In the blue and white building.

The blood-colored light made the whole building look extremely strange.

Hu Zhishui planned to kill with one blow.

Luo Hong's white shirt was flying, and his face was ugly.

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

This time there was no sword.

However, a mass of sword energy gathered in Luo Hong's palm, and it collided fiercely with Hu Zhishui's crutch.

Boom! ! !

The sword energy instantly dissipated.

Hu Zhishui's body remained motionless.

And Luo Hong flew out backwards, his palms were instantly bloody, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

"It's actually a sword cultivator..."

"The sword energy is thick, but that's all."

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

This smile made Luo Hong want to kick his face!

Duplicity guy!

Evil cultivators are all extremely vicious things.

Xue Lingji is, and so is Hu Zhishui.

To them, killing is like eating and drinking.

Crisis, once again facing life and death crisis.

As a person who died once, Luo Hong didn't want to die.

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

Hu Zhishui's figure was extremely fast, like a ghost, and his crutches stabbed out continuously.

Before the sword energy condensed, it collapsed.

Luo Hong spurted blood, his body flew horizontally, smashing the table and chairs.

"With this little strength, you dare to stare at me."

Hu Zhishui leaned on crutches gracefully and laughed.

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

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

"I thought you were a Confucianism cultivator, but you never thought you were a sword cultivator. Most importantly, as a sword cultivator, it would be foolish not to carry a sword with you."

Hu Zhishui said.

He wasn't in a hurry either, with his cultivation at the peak of the eighth rank, it was more than enough to kill a ninth rank sword cultivator.

Luo Hong felt a burning pain in his chest, and a hole was pierced in his shoulder, bleeding continuously.

No wonder Zhao Donghan said that the road of cultivation is very dangerous, if you are not careful, you will be lost forever.

Escape is impossible.

Then... how to kill him? !

Luo Hong was unwilling to die here like this.

He stared at Hu Zhishui.

Summon evil shadows?

Luo Hong denied this idea in his heart, even if he summoned Dishan Xieying, he would probably die.

Relying on Di Shanxieying alone might not be able to defeat Hu Zhishui.

The reason why Xue Lingji was killed by Di Shanxieying was largely because her blood demon was completely absorbed by Luo Hong.

At this moment, Hu Zhishui is in full bloom.

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

Luo Hong originally planned to mess up the literary fair, but he never thought that a literary fair would turn into a killing field...

The kind-hearted man who looks naive and easy to bully is actually a murderer of evil spirits.

Luo Hong stood up unsteadily from the ground.

The blood hole on the shoulder was bleeding profusely.

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

Stubbornly grabbing a broken chair leg on the ground, he used it as a sword.

"I need a big explosion to attract Hu Zhishui's attention... and then use Di Shanxie Ying to make a surprise attack."

Luo Hong's eyes flickered, and he was calculating in his heart.

His sword energy is very powerful, if all the sword energy in the meridians are combined 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 chance.

A heartbeat.

The sword energy in Luo Hong's meridians began to surge wildly, and all of them gathered into the chair legs...

One, two, three...

Luo Hong continuously stacked sword energy into the chair legs, causing cracks on the chair legs.

The blood-stained white shirt began to be blown by the breeze stirred by the sword energy.

There was some surprise on Hu Zhishui's naive face.

"This kid's talent for swordsmanship is truly monstrous. He is able to stack sword qi and create his own sword moves... This is a huge burden on the meridians. If you are not careful, the meridians will be completely destroyed! The foundation of your practice will be broken!"

Hu Zhishui is not an ignorant person.

So, he became serious.

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

A faint phantom of a sword emerged, wrapping around the chair legs.

Finally, Luo Hong couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't release this sword anymore...

He was afraid that he would be stabbed to death by the sword energy!

The white shirt flew up, Luo Hong took a step, and his body swooped out.

Holding the sword, he rushed towards Hu Zhishui.

Hu Zhishui held his crutches and stared at Luo Hong with a serious expression. Luo Hong's sword... had stacked five sword qi.

This is the Ninth Grade Sword Cultivator?

Are you so reckless? !

It would be difficult for a normal ninth-rank swordsman to cut out five sword qis, but this boy can superimpose the sword qi.

However, he didn't think it was a big problem, he crushed Luo Hong in hard power.

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

There was a sneer on Hu Zhishui's naive face: "Want to make a comeback? What do you use to make a comeback?"

"Just with this sword?!"

Luo Hong looked cold, and continued to dive, not answering Hu Zhishui's sarcastic words.

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

A mass of blackness... stealthily emerged.

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