dude is so righteous

In the flower boat of the Liu family in Beiling, there was a roar resounding.

"Luo Hong! This is a sword appreciation meeting, not a killing meeting. If you disagree with me, you will kill people! You are a murderer!"

The next moment, the surface of the lake seemed to be swept up by a strong wind.

Among the flower boats, there was a second-rank master who made a move, and a sword sprang across, extremely sharp.

This is to kill Luo Hong directly with the force of thunder!

On the flower boat in the center.

Wei Qiansui held his hands behind his back, watching this scene with a half-smile, without any desire to make a move.

Kill Luo Hong?

Exactly what he wanted.

However, this sword brilliance hadn't approached Luo Hong, Yuan Xiazi held the bamboo pole and threw it slowly in the carriage.

The sword flower instantly shattered in the air, and a bamboo shadow fell down, hitting the flower boat fiercely, causing the Liu family's second rank who shot secretly in the flower boat, his mouth and nose to bleed instantly, and was nailed to the flower boat by the bamboo pole, dying.

"The Sword Appreciation Conference has its own rules. Since you covet the Piaoxue Sword, you should be prepared to die. The rules are here. If my young master dies under the rules, then that's fine, but the rules stipulate You can only participate, and the second rank dares to make a move, I, Yuan Chenggang, are blind but not blind."

Blind Yuan said lightly.

His voice boomed loudly, as if God was furious.

One move seriously wounded and almost killed the second-rank sword cultivator, but it was an understatement like eating and drinking.

This is the power and influence of the masters of the Tianbang.

"Wei Qiansui, is the old man right?"

Yuan Chenggang tilted his head, and said to Wei Qiansui who was holding his hands behind his back on the flower boat in the center.

Wei Qiansui had a smile on his fair and beardless face, with his index finger and middle finger pinching the white hair hanging from his ears, he smiled faintly: "Of course."

After that, there is not much to say.

Luo Hong's expression was calm, the attack of the second grade did not cause any change in his expression, he was still chic with his hands behind his back.

He glanced at Wei Qiansui and laughed, unscrupulously.

"My Uncle Luo Hong, a peerless genius, even if he dies, can his sword be taken by trash?"

"I, Luo Hong, have no skills, and my strength is also low, only the fifth rank."

"However, today, I, Luo Hong, will let go of my harsh words here. If I want Piaoxue Sword, if I want to become Piaoxue Sword Master, I will be ready to die."

"Using this lake as a challenge, my son will fight for life and death today. The rules are still the same. Anyone below the second rank can come to fight!"

"Defeat me, kill me, and you will get the Piaoxue Sword!"

In the next moment, the eyes were like torches, and the aura of Zhengyang was like the roar of a scorching sun, and a huge "Zheng" character appeared above the head.

Luo Hong glanced at all the flower boats on the lake, and they landed on the lakeside, bustling with people.

He shouted loudly: "You guys, how dare you?!"

Dare?

Do you dare? !

I, Luo Hongcai, rank five, an incomparably weak fifth rank!

The battle of life and death is over, come and kill me quickly, don't be afraid, come boldly!

Luo Hong raised his chin slightly, staring at the audience.

contempt!

laugh!

The loud words, but the audience was extremely quiet.

Even Wei Qiansui was a little stunned, never expecting Luo Hong to make such a decision.

This decision is crazy.

Even though Luo Hong was the second in the yellow list, the second place in the yellow list was quite a lot of water. After all, Zhen Yeluce and Chu Tiannan were defeated by foreign objects.

Luo Hong's own strength was only rank five, even if Yelu Ce and Chu Tiannan were here, they would not dare to speak such nonsense.

After all, entering the third rank is tantamount to entering the upper rank monk level, which is a state of metamorphosis.

The third rank is a mixed realm, the weak may be really weak, but the strong... may be really strong and terrifying!

This time, Luo Hong was really arrogant!

Among the many flower boats, the breath was floating and sinking. Such arrogance and arrogance really made many people unable to bear the excitement.

What's more, those who came to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference this time were originally to watch the Luo family's jokes, and to give the prince face and embarrass the Luo family's face.

Since Luo Hong arrogantly put down the life-and-death fight.

Then in the life-and-death competition, if Luo Hong was killed openly and aboveboard, the Luo family would have nothing to say!

On the carriage, blind Yuan was stunned.

Young master...becoming a demon again.

However, Blind Yuan fell silent, maybe the young master really has the confidence.

In the past, the young master was fighting against the fourth rank, but now, maybe he can also fight against the third rank...

It should be... yes.

"What an arrogant Mr. Luo."

"Life and death competition? You can go up to the second rank and below, do you think you are invincible at the third rank?"

"Little fifth grade, it's ridiculous."

Sneering sounds lingered from all directions.

boom!

Among the flower boats, someone set off first, took a step forward, the lake surface boiled suddenly, and a water column rushed up, this person stepped on the water column, his eyes were cold and arrogant.

He threw a piece of poetry at the eunuch on the flower boat in the center.

However, Shiwen has not yet entered the head of the eunuch, Luo Hong glanced at it, raised his hand, and his sword roared.

Puff.

The paper on which the poems were written exploded immediately and was twisted into fine pieces.

"With my poems in front, who dares to write poems?"

"Your poems are also worthy of my uncle's sword?"

Luo Hong laughed.

As soon as the words came out, many literati and poets in the flower boat present looked extremely ugly, embarrassed, and angry, but they had nothing to say.

Indeed, if it is not as good as Luo Hong's poems, if you dare to use them, it will only be ridiculous.

The gifted Liu raised his head and poured wine, laughing loudly: "Good poems, good poems, I've sealed my pen, I can't match it."

The complexions of the literati and poets around changed slightly, they were all cursing, what is this talented Liu doing?

Always raise the ambitions of others and destroy your own prestige? !

Luo Hong also had a strange expression on his face, this talented Liu is such an excellent fan... huh?My own?

The person who stepped on the water column had an ugly expression on his face.

Hey!

That's the poem that Laozi spent 3000 taels of silver on you!

You can't speak directly of Luo Hong's poems.

I bought a loneliness for 3000 taels? !

For a moment, this person looked at Luo Hong with a colder look.

It seemed that he had sensed the other person's eyes.

Luo Hong pressed down with his sword finger, and the Chun Jun sword was hanging by his side, breathing out the cold sword energy.

"People are going to die, why do you still care about money?"

"Under the sword of Luo Hong, if you don't kill the unknown, report your name."

Luo Hongdao.

The burly man who stepped on the water column suddenly laughed.

"I'm here, Jiangling Zhou family, Zhou Hai! Martial Cultivator Rank [-] Tiangang Realm!"

After the words fell, stepping on the waves, the waves splashed and exploded.

Luo Hong quickly wrote down the person's name on the human skin booklet, and put it away contentedly.

Looking at Zhou Hai who came riding the waves, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

"I'm not even a swordsman, so come to fight for the sword?"

"Life and death are also here to join in the fun, you idiot?"

Luo Hong pouted.

The martial arts of the fourth rank Tiangang realm are indeed very strong.

but……

When I was at the sixth rank, I was able to chase down the peak of the fourth rank, Yeluce.

Now the fifth grade, can it be regressed?

Luo Hong originally thought that there would be a third grade.

However, the first to come out was actually a fourth grade...

Tsk, who do you look down on? !

Luo Hong's eyes froze instantly.

The spirit flower in the Meixin Niwan palace trembled, as if it was emitting endless pollen.

The next moment, the Hundred-Handed Evil Buddha!

hum...

Luo Hong stood still, and a figure of Buddha holding flowers appeared faintly behind him.

Zhou Hai's figure stepping on the water column suddenly fell into dementia, and his spirit was in a trance for a while.

And Luo Hong raised his sword.

The evil beads emerged all over his body, and the evil beads turned into swords.

Turning into a black sword light, the tip of the sword pointed at the sky, roaring into the sky.

After that, Luo Hong put one hand behind his back, and slowly pressed down with the sword finger in the other hand.

The sky seemed to be torn apart.

On the surface of Luoshen Lake, the setting sun is like blood.

A black sword mountain seems to be the Kunlun fairy mountain falling out of thin air.

Sword Kunlun!

Zhou Hai recovered from the mental awe of the Hundred-Handed Evil Buddha, and suddenly his eyes were tearing apart.

With a sharp howl, the Gang Qi rushed up majesticly, and punched towards Jianshan with a fist!

"Open it for me!"

The roar exploded, stirring the surface of the lake.

He wants to break the sword mountain with his strength.

He is a fourth rank, physically strong, he can do it!

Flesh and blood hit Jianshan with a fist while whistling.