My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The cathartic torrential rain is like sharp swords pouring down from the nine heavens.

Rainman's body is almost translucent. To hide in the wind and rain and escape, this is a thaumaturgy that needs to be trained from childhood.

Although Yuren's cultivation base is not strong, but relying on this kind of thaumaturgy, he can come and go freely in many places. Even a strong person two or three levels higher than him may not be able to do anything to him.

He acted on the old man's order, he thought it was just a very easy task, after all, Luo Hongxiu was not high, and Luo Feng was only a single-handed martial artist, so he could come and go freely.

However……

He was wrong.

When a thick hand protruded from his shadow and grabbed his ankle, he knew that this time... he might suffer.

On the tower, Luo Hong's silver hair was flying, looking at the rain man indifferently and coldly.

The purpose of this rain man is obvious.

Obviously, someone was sent here to expose the identity of the son of Luo Rentu.

Such an old woman is even more hateful.

Sensing the air blowing up from the ground around Anping County, Luo Hong's face became more and more gloomy.

There are quite a few people who want to kill him.

Moreover, these air mechanisms are very terrifying, as if they can stir up the sky.

The purpose of these people is to put him to death.

Luo Hong was actually a little curious about what kind of person his cheap father was.

Luo Rentu?

A big villain who kills without blinking an eye?

However, if such an existence existed, how could his children be besieged and killed in Anping County like this?

Is there no means at all?

Luo Hong's thoughts were uncertain, but he quickly restrained himself.

"I'm asking you, why are you running?"

Luo Hongdao.

The next moment, the arm protruding from the shadow suddenly exerted force, throwing Yuren in front of Luo Hong.

The rain man was thrown in front of the city tower, splashing three feet of water.

The rain man thumped in the rain, stretched his arms, and suddenly rolled up the storm water, turning into two water snakes, trying to kill Luo Hong.

However, he was shocked to find that his shadow seemed to have turned into the most terrifying bondage in the world, binding his body so tightly that he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

What means?

Yuren was horrified.

In an instant, a white robe fluttered, and Luo Hong appeared beside him with a mask of an evil king and a smile on his face.

The long knife superimposed with sword energy suddenly swung in his hand.

The blood stained the rain, and Yuren's arm was cut off, and he howled miserably, unable to keep track anymore.

It took the form of a child in night clothes.

"It's him!"

When Luo Feng saw the boy's face, his eyes changed slightly.

He looked at Grand Tutor Wen who was drinking tea and enjoying the rain in the distance. Is this the trick of Grand Tutor Wen?

A bit despicable.

"Old Luo, do you know who sent him?"

Luo Hong, who was wearing the evil king's mask, sensed the change in Luo Feng's expression, and turned his head involuntarily.

Luo Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

There was a stern arc on the corner of Luo Hong's mouth.

Ten streams of sword energy were poured into the long saber, and it was thrown violently, with a puff... blood spattered three feet.

With disbelief, the boy was nailed to the city wall.

Since Luo Feng knew the mastermind behind the boy, what's the use of keeping the boy?

This little boy wanted to trap him forever, Luo Hong didn't have any mood swings when he killed him.

On the tower, the atmosphere was dead silent.

The little boy died, and was killed by Luo Hong decisively. This decisiveness, this ruthlessness... is shocking.

However, they also knew that the boy's death was more than justified. After all, Luo Hong's next troubles were not small.

...

On the slope.

The incense is still there, but the people who make the tea have changed.

Wen Tianxing sat on the grand teacher's chair, slowly raised his old face, and looked at the tower, where...

He saw Luo Hong picking up the boy's body with a knife, looked over provocatively, threw him from the tower, splashed the stagnant water below the tower, and fell to pieces.

Wen Tianxing's face was calm, but there were waves surging in his eyes.

The waves subsided quickly and turned into cold stagnant water.

...

boom!

It's like thunder on the ground.

In all directions, southeast, northwest, and tyrannical aura soared into the sky.

There was loud laughter tearing the rain curtain.

A Taoist rose from the sky on the hillside of Beidi, holding a whisk in his hand, and with a few flashes, he appeared in front of the tower.

The lone boat in the south was upside down, and the water flowed up like a dragon. A figure wrapped in a black robe, the evil figure soaring into the sky, turned into a black line, approaching the city tower of Anping County in an instant.

The towering trees in the west collapsed, and a burly figure swooped out.

A barbarian bent his bow and pointed at the city tower, and the arrow pointed at it, and the pouring rain was distorted.

On the tower.

Luo Hong, who was wearing the mask of the evil king, felt the murderous intent that made his hairs stand on end.

Attacking from all directions, he was almost out of breath.

It seemed that the whole world was going to kill him!

Is this the killing intent of the high-grade strong? !

...

Above the sky, the blue clothes fluttered.

Chen Butler swung his sword away from the spear king Yuan Chenggang's blow, and his face became icy cold.

Yuan Chenggang also put away his gun and stood with his head tilted, not continuing to attack.

"You go, your heart is not here, there is no need to continue."

Yuan Chenggang said.

Steward Chen glanced at Yuan Chenggang and nodded slightly.

In the next moment, he turned his head to face the Anping County Tower, and let out a thunderous roar.

"Who dares!!!"

The ancient sword land jiao seemed to be recovering, and Yujian galloped at extreme speed, showing the extreme speed in the world.

Yuan Chenggang held the silver gun, put his cheek against the gun body, tilted his head, and pointed his ears in the direction of Anping County.

Butler Chen let out a loud shout and sighed a little, feeling a little sad.

...

Above the city tower of Anping County.

Luo Feng was so depressed that he could hardly breathe.

I couldn't stop trembling all over.

"Everyone! This is the border of our Great Xia Kingdom. I am the envoy of Dali Temple. I will protect this son from Dali Temple!"

Luo Feng turned his blood into armor, stood on the tower, and let out a roar.

The Taoist standing in the air laughed freely: "If Xu Shaoqing from Dali Temple comes in person, the old Taoist will return some face, you... just forget it."

Words fell.

The Taoist flicked his whisk, and it was like a silver waterfall from the nine heavens, falling straight down.

The terrifying power contained in the dust whisk seemed to smash the entire city tower into pieces and crush Luo Hong to death!

On the tower, Luo Hongdu had already taken out the Ksitigarbha Soul Seizing Pill as a reward from the human skin booklet, and was ready to swallow it anytime to try his luck.

Suddenly.

In those nine days, the silver waterfall flowed backwards.

The face of the veteran changed, and an ancient sword fell from the sky and stuck in the mud in front of the tower.

On the hilt of the ancient sword, there was a seat of Butler Chen in Tsing Yi standing on it.

"It's a pity that only four weak first-ranks came. However, Da Chu, Da Zhou, the Golden Tent Royal Court, and Heaven and Earth Evil Sect... losing four first-ranks at once will surely make my heart ache."

Butler Chen laughed.

There was a lightness on his face, as if the depression of so many days had been completely released at this moment.

He is waiting, has been waiting.

Now, there are four first grades.

It's a pity, but it's almost the same, it's time to use the sword.

The battle with Yuan Chenggang was just a warm-up, and his sword was just out of its sheath now.

hum!

The torrential rain has stagnated, and every raindrop is floating in the air.

Tsing Yi was suddenly blown by the blowing airflow, and Chen Butler's hair turned white in an instant.

There was a high-spirited smile on the corner of his mouth.

With Steward Chen as the center, streams of sword energy around him shot up from the ground like a fountain.

Thunder from the ground!

In front of Anping County, within a range of ten, twenty, and thirty feet, there are mighty sword qi rushing to the sky.

The energy mechanism that fell to the second rank also returned to the first rank, and even broke through the barrier between heaven and earth, like a land sword fairy!

The ancient sword was unsheathed, it was a dazzling cold front.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

Seven swords, eight swords, nine swords!

The majestic sword energy poured into the sky, and the four first-rank masters took a breath, and the next moment, they galloped towards the figure at the top of the city, and quickly retreated.

And behind Steward Chen in the green shirt, at some point, there appeared a vast white dragon entrenched.

Nine swords transform into dragons!

A sword waved lightly into the air.

The four first-rank masters almost used all their strength to plunder quickly.

But still being swallowed by the long white dragon, coughing up blood, the four first-rank masters fell to the ground like meteors, and lost their vitality in an instant.

The dark clouds were split open, and the sun shone down.

Nanli Pavilion.

Holding the gun, Yuan Chenggang stared blankly at the sword-like white dragon passing across the sky, in a daze.

On the slope.

Wen Tianxing stood up abruptly, and the grand teacher's chair fell to the ground, stained with mud. He stared at the vast white dragon in front of the tower, and burst out laughing.

"Nine Swords Transforming Dragon! What a Nine Swords Transforming Dragon! This trip is worth it!"

Boom boom boom...

suddenly.

Wen Tianxing's laughter stopped abruptly.

He looked at the stagnant water on the ground, which was constantly trembling and rippling.

Afterwards, the old man's face changed several times, as if seeing a ghost, he ignored the heavy rain, rushed into the rain, and fled in a panic.

Not only the old man, but also the Jianghu people around Anping County, who were watching this battle, were all terrified at this moment!

They ran in all directions, but quickly retreated in despair.

The sound of horseshoes exploded, and water splashed, and a thick iron cavalry came from all directions like black cloud horses.

PS: Monday, looking for freshly released recommendation tickets