My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Luo House.

Steward Chen took a seat in the green shirt, sitting quietly on the armchair, watching the fish in the lotus pond...

He didn't bother to pay attention to the mess in the capital.

His only purpose is to protect the young lady.

However, now it seems... the son and the young lady have been targeted.

The young lady is okay. She has always stayed in Luo's Mansion. Luo's Mansion has him in charge and no one dares to act.

However, the son Luo Hong is different.

"The son went out of the city to collect rent, and the guard died tragically."

"The son joined the horse bandit gang, and the horse bandit gang was murdered..."

"Is all this really a coincidence?"

Butler Chen looked cold.

He felt that it was not a coincidence.

Someone may be manipulating something behind this, the purpose... It goes without saying that it will kill Luo Hong.

Steward Chen slowly raised his head, with a thin face, facing outside Anping County.

His eyes seemed to reflect the continuous influx of carriages and horses outside Anping County.

suddenly.

Butler Chen trembled.

He turned his head and looked in a direction in Anping County.

Fucked his brows, raised his hand and pinched.

The look couldn't help changing slightly.

"Time after time... never ending!"

"The son has only cultivated for a few days, and he has been repeatedly attacked and killed by evil spirits! How innocent!"

"This is to allow the son to be born on the path of cultivation in the future! How vicious!"

Butler Chen glared instantly.

Luo Hong has Zhao Donghan there, and he is not too worried.

However, the anger in his chest is unreasonable!

Reach out and pinch a lotus.

Steward Chen held his back with one hand, the green shirt swayed.

With a flick of his finger, a lotus flower floated out in the air, and the sword in the void, like a meteor shooting through the sky, bursting towards the outside of Anping County.

...

Outside Anping County.

A group of merchant horses gathered.

County magistrate Liu respectfully saluted the figure in the car.

Luo Feng took Zi Wei and Fang Zheng and nodded slightly to show respect.

They also now understand who is in the carriage.

The teacher of the prince, the vice-president of Sitian Academy, and one of the top ten warlocks of Daxia Wen Tianxing.

Luo Feng originally thought he was from Beijing, but he never thought that he would be this big man.

But thinking of the senior from Luofu, Luo Feng also took it for granted.

Once this one comes, Anping County will no longer be safe.

Suddenly.

A sharp sonic boom, like a roar of a dragon.

Luo Feng only felt a horrible depression, looking back in amazement, he saw a sword coming like a meteor!

As Feijian passed, the sword gas caused a burst of sound.

The horses were frightened and neighed, resounding endlessly.

With a single sword, all the horses were shocked, and the entire commercial fleet was in a mess at this moment.

The magistrate of Liu County was already dumbfounded, and his scared hands were cold.

Zi Wei and Fang Zheng gasped depressedly.

Only Luo Feng, a fifth-grade martial artist, could look up and watch.

"This sword... is Senior Chen! Senior Chen is demonstrating!"

Flying sword across the air, straightly cut away from the figure sitting in the chariot.

Bang!

There seemed to be a terrible strangling area around the terrifying Jian Qi. The carriage of the gorgeous carriage was torn apart before the flying sword approached the carriage.

An old figure in a black and white crane robe sitting in the middle was revealed.

"Haha, what a dragon sword Chen Tianxuan..."

The carriage of the carriage was torn apart, leaving only a pallet.

The old figure straightened up, raised his hand and the virtual bullets, one after another talisman paper, gathered in front of him, turned into a talisman of strength, and roared at the flying sword!

Bang!

Feijian shot out.

A sword pierced the rune armour, and the rune paper flew into pieces.

The world seemed to be silent.

The old figure raised his hand, holding a leaf of lotus with **** like dead wood.

"The old man hasn't even entered the city yet, so he will be so heavy, there is something wrong."

Get off the horse?

Then wait for the old man to dismount.

The old man coughed.

...

Qinghualou.

The atmosphere was solemn, blood-colored lanterns were hanging high, and strong blood flowed.

Luo Hong used the chair legs as a sword, folded five sword auras, and swooped towards Hu Zhishui.

Luo Hong couldn't help it either. He hadn't learned any moves, nor did he know any fancy techniques.

The only thing you can do is to break the ten thousand magic with one force!

Luo Hong just has an idea in his mind about the theory of superposition of sword qi. Normally, he needs to go through systematic and scientific research and demonstration before he can conduct human experiments.

It is a pity that at this moment of crisis, I cannot be forced to try it early, but I never thought that the implementation was really successful.

The five sword auras were superimposed, and the power was beyond Luo Hong's expectations.

"My son is a genius!"

"What will this son do to turn around?"

Luo Hong's hands were full of blood, staring at Hu Zhishui as he ran, grinning.

"Naturally... with this sword!"

"One-on-one, one-on-one!"

A sword pierced out, the sword energy scattered, and the wind was everywhere!

Hu Zhishui sneered.

Although this sword is powerful, it is too heavy.

Hu Zhishui is not an inexperienced fighting novice.

The crutch was pulled out suddenly, spinning at a high speed, and the air was turned into a faint vortex.

suddenly.

Hu Zhishui felt inexplicably cold all over.

I don't know when, behind him, a burly figure appeared.

"Om..."

Scarlet eyes lit up, like a demon in **** awakening.

"who?!"

Hu Zhishui was shocked.

However, after being shocked, he quickly calmed down.

Di Shan Xie Ying punched Hu Zhishui's head and moved it down. It was a punch that contained the power of the eighth rank martial arts.

In the front, there was Luo Hong's five sword-qi swords, and in the back there was Di Shan Xieying's eight-rank punches.

Hu Zhishui never expected that Luo Hong could burst out such operations in desperation.

However, Hu Zhishui, who has experienced many battles, is very calm and chooses the best strategy.

The crutch in his hand collided with Luo Hong's sword aura, and he wanted to completely kill Luo Hong after defeating Luo Hong's sword aura.

And one arm was raised to resist Di Shan's punch.

This punch could not kill him.

Get the greatest benefit at the least cost!

worth it.

boom!

The superimposed blow of Luo Hong's five sword auras collided with Hu Zhishui's walking stick.

The harsh friction erupted, and the legs of the chair exploded completely, turning into sawdust and flying around.

Hu Zhishui's walking stick was like a sharp blade, piercing Luo Hong's shoulders without hindrance.

Blood spattered.

Spilling Hu Zhishui's face all over his face made his naive face become a bit hideous.

However, Hu Zhishui's complexion did not show the slightest joy.

He found that his coping strategy...wrong!

The burly Di Shan Yeying did not fall with a punch.

Instead, the two big hands opened up and hugged him tightly!

Locked his body!

What is this special operation? !

Hu Zhishui wanted to break free, but found that the close strength of the eighth rank martial arts made him unable to break free.

A deep laughter sounded from Luo Hong's mouth, whose shoulders were pierced.

Luo Hong's mouth dripped with blood.

He raised his head and stared at Hu Zhishui frantically.

Those eyes... make Hu Zhishui hairy!

"You...you are evil repair!"

Feeling the evil spirit surging in the evil shadow of Di Shan, Hu Zhishui spoke incredible.

The example of justice in Anping County is actually an evil cultivator? !

"Aren't you the number one good person who is also an evil cultivator, why can't this son be an evil cultivator?"

Luo Hong stared at Hu Zhishui, opened his mouth and slowly raised his hand.

Hu Zhishui's eyes condensed, and evil spirits gushing out of his pores, turning into black armor on his body.

"Now you, I am afraid that even my defenses will not be broken."

"With your ninth-rank cultivation base, the evil things that maintain these eighth-rank martial arts will probably not last long. When the evil things disperse...you will die."

Hu Zhishui calmed down and said.

"Do you think I am not durable enough?"

Luo Hong grinned.

Di Shan Xie Ying can't kill Hu Zhishui with a single punch, so Luo Hong's initial purpose was not to rely on Di Shan Xie Ying's punch to kill Hu Zhishui.

If it fails to kill with one punch, then the problem is serious.

Snapped.

Luo Hong's **** palm stuck to Hu Zhishui's forehead, and the blood slid down Hu Zhishui's cheek.

Closing his eyes, there was a slight coolness in the human skin booklet, and Luo Hong's dantian suddenly burst into suction.

Hu Zhishui's eyes shrank suddenly!

He felt...

He found that his evil spirit was continuously absorbed by Luo Hong!

What kind of evil is this? !

"you……"

"Shhh."

Luo Hong opened his eyes, put a hand on his lips, said with a full smile.

"do not speak."

Hu Zhishui stared.

When he saw that, Luo Hong turned his head and looked at the literati poos and the women in Qinghualou who were killed by Hu Zhishui.

Luo Hong slowly raised his hand.

Like a king who controls death.

"stand up……"

The deep voice seemed to be singing a song of dead souls.

Hu Zhishui was covered in sweat and hair.

With staring eyes, he suddenly saw the surroundings... the shadows of the literati poker who was brutally killed by him squirmed, and then... the black shadows turned into substance and climbed up from the ground.

The shadows contained the roar and roar of their souls, and the strong resentment was rolling!

Luo Hong absorbed the evil spirit from Hu Zhishui, and the human leather booklet was used as a bridge. Soon, the evil spirit from Hu Zhishui was sucked clean.

Luo Hong took a step back, taking the crutches from the flesh and blood, spraying with blood.

Luo Hong looked at Hu Zhishui grinningly.

Around, more than a dozen shadows swayed towards Hu Zhishui.

Of course, these are just the shadows of ordinary people.

After absorbing Hu Zhishui's evil spirit, Luo Hong summoned and controlled it. There was no big problem and it was easy.

He has become lasting again.

"Hold him."

Luo Hong ordered.

These shadows swarmed straight up, like evil spirits crawling out of hell, each hand wrapped around Hu Zhishui, holding him to death.

Di Shan Xieying broke away with both hands, and under Luo Hong's orders, two big palms pressed Hu Zhishui's head.

The feeling of death suddenly enveloped Hu Zhishui.

"Do not!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Lingji, where are you? Go ahead and save me!"

The sweat on Hu Zhishui's forehead kept rolling down, and UU screamed at www.uukánshu.com.

"Ling Ji?"

"Do you know what it means to die by seeing the light? Brother Gu Yue."

Luo Hong smiled.

He took out a black iron token from his arms, but saw that the black iron token began to continuously absorb the evil spirit Luo Hong had absorbed from Hu Zhishui, and soon... the black iron token was filled with bronze.

When Hu Zhishui saw this scene, his eyes were bloodshot.

"you you……"

Click!

However, Rong Hu Zhishui has not yet said anything.

Di Shan Xie Ying suddenly used force, and Hu Zhishui's head suddenly turned five hundred and forty degrees, and he met Di Shan Xie's face to face.

Hu Zhishui struggled for a moment, his eyes filled with doubts about life, completely gloomy.