My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Nanli Pavilion is located in Qilidi outside Anping County, also known as Qili Pavilion.

In the past, this old ancient pavilion was full of passers-by who went to the market to rest here. They looked in a hurry, or dragged their families, or came from small stalls and vendors from other villages, making this dilapidated ancient pavilion, naturally Nothing to do with cleanliness.

However, today's Nanli Pavilion is extremely peaceful, quiet and silent. It is so quiet that the rain before the rainstorm falls on the black tiles on the pavilion, like thunder and bells, and the surrounding bushes are blown by the wind like waves.

The dark clouds before the storm are like light ink poured into the smudged color, light gray, heavy, and the rolling clouds are like the back of an old man who cannot straighten up, constantly pressing down, bringing difficulty to the world. of depression.

The official road passes straight in front of Nanli Pavilion.

On the official road in the distance, there was the sound of a bamboo stick tapping, rhythmically, neither hurriedly nor calmly.

It's as if one's heart can't help beating.

The soil on the ground was somewhat thickened by the rainwater that was the prelude to the rainstorm.

Accompanied by a faint sword groan, it was the slight sound of raindrops slapping on the sword's edge.

On the eve of a heavy rainstorm.

The haggard old man came to the edge of the Nanli Pavilion, and so far, he stopped still.

Around him, there are four ancient bronze swords floating. The sharp sword light seems to cut the world apart.

The old man laughed, raised his invisible eyes, and looked towards Anping County.

Under the county seat, there is a seat in a green shirt, carrying a sword wrapped in cloth, walking step by step.

The black cloud was pressing down on the city and wanted to destroy it, but the figure in the green shirt walked, causing the black cloud to be broken.

"Chen Tianxuan."

The withered old man murmured, and then sat down in the long pavilion and waited quietly, the four swords still floating.

Steward Chen walked out of Anping County, and saw the old man in the South Pavilion at a glance.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, thirty years in a blink of an eye.

Yuan Chenggang, who had a sharp temperament back then and said with a smile that he dared to stab a fairy in the sky with a single shot, has also become a haggard old man, with less vigor and more twilight.

Tightening the ancient sword on his back, Steward Chen moved forward slowly without changing his walking speed.

...

With Nanli Pavilion as the center, five miles away.

There are many figures watching.

Wen Tianxing sat on a grand teacher's chair prepared by the little boy, squinting his eyes, and his face was full of dimples.

"The grace of the rivers and lakes, the grievances of the rivers and lakes, will finally come to an end."

"But the grievances and grievances in the world are one of the most beautiful things in the world."

"This battle will also bring an end to the turmoil in Anping County."

The old man stroked his beard, the crane robe on his body was blowing in the wind, the clouds were dense, and the heavy rain was about to torrential.

The two children stood quietly and obediently, they didn't ask any questions, leaving the old man talking to himself.

...

Luo Feng took Ziwei and Fangzheng, standing on the slope, staring at the Nanli Pavilion, the eyes of the two gradually meeting each other could not help trembling slightly.

This is called a shocking battle.

"A first-rank versus a lower-rank second-rank is definitely the top confrontation in the cultivation world of Great Xia today."

Luo Feng praised.

Fang Zheng said in a muffled voice: "My lord, since you know that the Anping County Council is so terrifying and there are so many strong people, why did you send your lord here? Only the Si Qing can deter such a first-rank strong man."

Luo Feng was despised, but he was not angry.

Glancing at Fangzheng, he just smiled coldly.

The meaning of the smile is obvious.

You? What the fuck.

...

In the four directions of Anping County, southeast, northwest, the corpses of the four second-rank practitioners who were beheaded by Chen Steward with a sword, lay desolately.

There were four figures striding forward at high speed, and the ground seemed to shrink under their feet. All four of them glanced at the corpse, and then put it away calmly.

From different directions, they all raised their heads,

Looking in the direction of Nanli Pavilion, his eyes are playful.

...

The dark clouds were as thick as ink in water.

It was so oppressive as if it was about to fall from the nine heavens.

The densely packed butcher's knives spun at high speed and slashed at Luo Hong with a hissing sound. Several heavy black knives were sharp and sharp.

Tu Sanduo let out a sharp whistle, and the butcher's knife in his hand cut across an arc.

The butcher's knife was shrouded in thick blood. It was a knife that killed countless people and slaughtered many villages...

The fishy wind came over the face, causing Luo Hong's hair to rise from his temples.

Tu Sanduo was a little crazy, even a little uncontrollable anger, with a touch of revenge.

Xue Lingji died, at the hands of Luo Hong.

Tu Sanduo met Xue Lingji through the black iron evil order. Although he knew that this woman was cruel, Tu Sanduo still had different thoughts about Xue Lingji.

When he confirmed that Xue Lingji had died in the hands of Luo Hong, he swore that he would slash Luo Hong one by one, and pay homage to the dead soul of Xue Lingji!

Luo Hong's words were very arrogant, but the current Luo Hong...does have the capital to be arrogant.

Tu Sanduo was very murderous, and the evil cultivator at the peak of the eighth rank was not weaker than Hu Zhishui back then.

But today's Luo Hong is no longer an ignorant brat.

The green steel sword he was leaning on suddenly came out of its sheath.

Luo Hong swung his sword sharply in front of him, the blade and the butcher's knife slid across one after another, and there was a piercing sound of sharpening, which made people's hairs stand on end.

However, all the butcher's knives were bounced off by the impact of sword energy.

Tu Sanduo gathered all his strength, made a fearless chop, and fell down suddenly.

It seems to be splitting a mountain.

It's like opening a river!

It is shocking enough that a butcher's knife can cut such power.

However, Luo Hong's face was frozen, and the sword in his hand was raised from bottom to top, and hit the butcher's knife head-on.

Ding!

There was a crisp sound.

Luo Hong's white clothes fluttered and he came out backwards.

The newly replaced green steel sword was severed, leaving only half of the sword.

But Tu Sanduo's powerful and heavy knife continued to slash, cutting the ground with cracks.

Luo Hong glanced at the broken sword and was quite speechless. It seemed that he had to find a suitable sword. It would be embarrassing to have a broken sword every time there was a fight.

Tu Sanduo grinned grimly.

"What an arrogant Mr. Luohong, you are in a hurry...you are in a hurry!"

Tu Sanduo abruptly pulled out the butcher's knife from the ground.

The ground was lifted by his knife, pressing towards Luo Honggai like a carpet.

Tu Sanduo became very vigilant. The deaths of Xue Lingji and Hu Zhishui made him more cautious. This Young Master Luohong could kill two of them. His cultivation level may not be high, but his methods are definitely strange.

Therefore, he specially invited evil cultivators from other counties and even Jiangling Mansion...

The purpose is to keep Mr. Luohong behind with full confidence!

"Evil one and evil two."

"Come out to pick up the guests."

Suddenly.

Only a faint sound was heard.

Tu Sanduo was startled, and found that the ground was suddenly torn apart.

A big fist as black as ink smashed out from behind the ground, causing the mud to scatter in all directions, the butcher's knife collided with the fist, and the force of the counter-shock made Tu Sanduo feel that his bones were about to be shaken apart.

"Seventh-Rank Bloody Martial Cultivator?!"

Tu Sanduo's heart sank.

Immediately retreating, he wanted to distance himself.

However, he was shocked to find that there was also a tall black shadow blocking the way behind him.

With one punch, Tu Sanduo spit blood from the mouth and fell to the ground hard.

"This... what is this?!"

Seeing the evil shadows of Xie Yi and Xie Er, Tu Sanduo's eyes were filled with astonishment.

What means?

This Luo Hong... Who the hell is he?

Xie Yi and Xie Er held down Tu Sanduo's body, and Tu Sanduo struggled, but he couldn't break free at all.

Fear grew in his eyes.

What are you going to do?

Why not just kill me?

Could it be that Young Master Luohong still intends to humiliate him?

Luo Hong's white clothes fluttered, holding a broken sword, walking step by step, looking at Tu Sanduo who was subdued in an instant, he was not too surprised.

Xie 1 and Xie 2 are two seventh-rank martial cultivators, almost in a semi-surreptitious manner, if they can't suppress an eighth-rank evil cultivator, it will be too cheap.

"you……"

Tu Sanduo planned to shout something on his ferocious face.

However, Luo Hong smiled and raised a finger to his lips.

"Hush..."

"Don't shout."

As the words fell, the hem of the white clothes flew up, and the palm was pressed on Tu Sanduo's forehead. In the dantian, the evil bead trembled, and the majestic suction burst out, sucking the evil spirit in Tu Sanduo's body into the dantian crazily.

Tu Sanduo's body trembled uncontrollably, feeling that his evil spirit was being continuously absorbed, and the fear in his eyes grew more and more.

Until Tu Sanduo's evil spirit was empty.

Luo Hong let go of the hand that was holding his forehead, licked his lips, and smiled: "Thank you for those colleagues that Lao Tie sent..."

After that, he got up, dressed in white, turned around and walked outside the pork shop without looking back.

The evil shadow of Hu Zhishui on the ground slowly grows out...

"Hu Zhishui..." Tu Sanduo stared, his whole body chilled.

"Jie jie jie..."

Hu Zhishui smiled grimly.

The cane hit the ground.

Pooh!

Shadow thorns suddenly appeared on the ground, piercing Tu Sanduo's burly body cleanly and riddled with holes...

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