My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Although Luo Hong wrote Wanyan Chegu's name on the human skin booklet, this guy was a first-rank expert after all, and Luo Hong felt that he was still a bit far from killing a first-rank expert.

Killing Wanyan Chegu is a long-term goal.

However, in addition to long-term goals, Luo Hong can also set some small goals.

For example, those barbarian geniuses in the Golden Tent Royal Court, regardless of gender, wanted to kill Luo Hong.

That being the case, then these guys can become Luo Hong's small targets, small targets for extracting evil.

In the peach blossom forest, the petals are flying.

Looking at the flying petals, Luo Hong didn't know whether they were real or fake. After all, in his memory, there didn't seem to be such a splendid peach blossom forest on Dongshan Mountain.

Stripes of colored cloth were wrapped around the female barbarian's body, which didn't look bloated, and even had a bit of exotic style.

Of course, Luo Hong didn't pay much attention to this style.

The sword qi in the meridians in the body circulated, and the majestic sword qi formed a unique aura, faintly oppressing sword cultivators.

In the distance, the Hu woman stretched out her hand to hold the handle of the scimitar at her waist.

A more powerful momentum swept out from her body, like a galloping horse on the grassland, the horse stepped on the mountain and the ground cracked.

Luo Hong stood up, his white clothes fluttering, and the aura of Zhengyang on his body was as bright as a rainbow.

He took out the human skin booklet and looked at the barbarian woman seriously.

"Under the sword of my son, I will not kill the unknown person, but say your name."

Luo Hongdao.

The woman looked at the booklet in Luo Hong's hand, and then glanced at the serious Luo Hong. On his pretty face, there was a coquettish smile with a "puchi".

"Luo Rentu's son is probably a fool."

The woman didn't say her name, but the scimitar in her hand was already drawn.

A peach blossom that swayed down from the sky was cut in half.

The sharp saber energy swept across the peach forest and slashed straight towards Luo Hong's face, with an extremely strong sense of oppression.

This woman... In terms of cultivation alone, she has already reached the level of sixth-rank martial arts.

Moreover, this barbarian woman is very brave, and her swords are fierce, and every knife is struck in the most concise way of killing.

Obviously, this woman has been on the battlefield and bathed in blood.

Luo Hong swung the ancient sword Dijiao violently.

The white cloth wrapped around the ground dragon exploded one after another, revealing the bronze sword behind it.

The saber energy hit the ground flood dragon, and the huge force made Luo Hong's body tremble.

The scimitar in the woman's hand is a unique weapon on the grassland. Most of the soldiers in the Golden Tent Royal Court use scimitars, which can be swung faster and cut flesh and blood more smoothly.

The woman stepped on it with one step, and peach petals flew all over the ground.

The scimitar in his hand came straight to wipe Luo Hong's neck.

The sense of oppression was strong, but the evil energy in Luo Hong's dantian surged, and it actually washed away this oppression.

Luo Hong swung the earth dragon and collided with the scimitar, and the sound of refined iron clashing lingered in the peach forest.

The two were like geese flying in fright, they clashed at high speed, the scimitar and the ancient sword collided constantly, and the aura of the saber and sword flew wantonly.

The mud on the ground and the branches of the peach trees left hideous marks.

However, after such a confrontation for a while, Luo Hong felt the gap in the realm. After a few moves, Luo Hong felt that his sword energy was unsustainable, and the woman's breath continued, and the wave of the sword energy was stronger than the wave. , In the end, it seemed that what he was facing was the terrifying momentum of galloping horses.

"die!"

Murderous intent was everywhere on the woman's delicate face.

To her, killing Luo Rentu's son was a supreme honor!

Between life and death, Luo Hong was very calm.

He borrowed this woman to practice swordsmanship, although he knew that his talent in swordsmanship was not very good, in this case, perhaps he could only stimulate himself more between life and death.

Perhaps, this is also the purpose of his cheap father. The Jixia Academy appeared in Anping County just to allow him to sharpen his swordsmanship between life and death.

There were several knife marks on Luo Hong's body, and there was blood overflowing.

The person rolled over on the ground, and the sword energy in his body poured into the ancient sword ground flood along the meridians.

Compared with those rotten swords before, the ancient sword ground dragon is much stronger. Luo Hong's sword energy poured into it, and the ancient sword ground dragon could withstand it without any hindrance, and the sound of sword chant resounded from the ground dragon.

Gu Jian seemed to come alive.

"It's just an eighth-grade waterfall sword, Luo Rentu actually took the entire Jixia Academy to practice for you."

The female barbarian stared at Luo Hong, narrowing her eyes slightly.

At this moment, Luo Hong looked a little difficult.

The difference between the sixth grade and the eighth grade is two grades, which is the gap.

Although she was not the strongest one in the Golden Tent Royal Court, she was the only one who could kill Luo Rentu's son.

buzz buzz...

With the continuous increase of stacking sword sword energy.

In Luo Hong's meridians, there was a faint pain like a sword qi splitting, as if the internal organs were ruptured.

But under this kind of pain, the sword energy is constantly superimposed.

Soon it was superimposed to thirty-six.

Around Luo Hong's body, the sword energy continued to spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain, shaking the peach blossom trees one after another continuously, and scattered peach petals.

It's like a peach blossom rain.

Peach blossoms were constantly sweeping around Luo Hong, spinning around.

The female barbarian was also a little surprised, this sword move... actually gave her a feeling of uneasiness.

"Superposition of sword energy? Crazy? Aren't you afraid that the meridians will be broken by the sword energy?"

The woman's vision is also unique, and she can see the danger of Luo Hong's folding sword style.

Luo Hong grinned.

Yun swordsmanship was running, and the tingling pain in the meridians was relieved a lot, and the sword energy continued to superimpose.

After the thirty-six, twelve more were added, reaching forty-eight.

Sword Qi superimposes forty-eight.

At this moment, Luo Hong's hair was flying, his white clothes were fluttering, and his powerful and heavy sword was faintly accompanied by a faint chant.

The female barbarian was very serious.

The power of Luo Hong's sword at this moment may have reached the sixth rank, or even the peak of the sixth rank.

The son of Luo Rentu doesn't look like a fool.

No wonder Luo Rentu placed his hopes on him and used Jixia Academy as a training partner.

"However... if your sword can't hit me, what's the use of stacking sword energy? It's just a waste of effort."

The woman sneered.

Holding the scimitar, the colored cloth on her body began to fly, and there was also a brilliance sweeping over her scimitar, and the accumulated light of the sword was like a waterfall.

The soles of his feet fell suddenly, kicking on the ground, like an arrow off the string, holding a waterfall-like saber energy, and rushed towards Luo Hong at high speed.

He wanted to wipe the machete across Luo Hong's neck and split off his entire head.

In the process of running, the woman presents a serpentine arc.

"Snake skin moving?"

Luo Hong smiled.

This woman has great ideas...

It's a pity... this woman doesn't understand his evil cultivation method, which specializes in curing snake skin.

This woman knew nothing about his badness.

Luo Hong looked at the murderous woman who used snake skin to move around and kept approaching him.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the chin is slightly raised.

The distance between the two is constantly getting closer, closer...

Five feet, three feet, two feet... one foot!

Suddenly.

The creamy face of the bearded woman suddenly changed, and a cold chill swept from her back.

But Luo Hong, who was holding a sword in one hand, raised his hand and squeezed it violently.

A thick black hand protruded from the shadow of the female barbarian, grabbing her ankle, making her snakeskin out of place and unable to avoid it.

And Luo Hong's sword that he had stored for a long time was also cut out.

The earth flood roared.

Like a hurricane rolling through a peach blossom forest.

The peach blossom tree rustled and dropped pieces of peach blossoms, and the flowers seemed to be splashed with red ink, as if the peach blossoms were bleeding.