My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The faint voice lingered around the mass grave, causing a look of astonishment to appear on the faces of every evil cultivator.

Many evil cultivators with a strong sense of crisis had their hairs standing on end, but there were also some evil cultivators who showed a mocking smile.

This son may not understand the crisis he is facing now.

A total of twenty-eight evil cultivators, including eight evil cultivators of the sixth rank, and twenty cultivators of the fifth rank... They all accepted the task of the earth list, and they appeared this time only to kill you.

Chen Tianxuan is not here, Li Xiuyuan, and Master have never appeared. You are doomed this time.

The benefits touch people's hearts. Killing you kills two birds with one stone. Not only can it disturb the muddy waters of Daxia, but it can also complete the task of the earth list and obtain a hundred strands of original evil light...

A rank-five evil cultivator sneered, and evil spirits rolled around his body.

They knew Luo Hong's record. On the Bailian Stone Path, he single-handedly killed eight geniuses from the Golden Tent Royal Court, including Huangbang Tianjiao.

Today's Luo Hong is also ranked thirty-sixth on the Yellow List.

The only Tianjiao who entered the yellow list with a seventh-rank cultivation.

However, the evil cultivators are still fearless, after all, there are too many of them.

A fifth-rank beating, or a fifth-rank evil cultivator's beating, even a fourth-rank cultivator, may be hated.

This is the confidence of the evil cultivators.

Evil cultivators are more afraid of death than ordinary cultivators. If they are not sure, they will not come to surround and kill Luo Hong.

If it weren't for the fact that this place is too close to Anping County, there might be evil cultivators of rank four or higher coming to kill you given the temptation of the mission on the list.

A female Xiexiu, who was as charming as a snake and a scorpion, sneered.

Luo Hong stood up from the ground, holding the flood sword on the ground, and leaned on the ground.

Turning around, the ghost paper behind him was burning in the fire, accompanied by a faint black smoke, Luo Hong's body was full of Zhengyang energy, which was dazzling.

Taking a glance at the twenty-eight evil cultivators, this is a frightening force. Without Jixia Academy and Chen Guanjia, these evil cultivators would slaughter Anping County, such as eating and drinking, even if there is Luofeng in Anping County.

However, for these evil cultivators, Luo Fengfeng,

I can't bear it either.

The white clothes floated up, and Luo Hong held the sword. He didn't intend to take it easy in this battle, nor did he come to experience himself.

Even if he set up a trap, Luo Hong knew that if he was a little careless, he would be lost forever.

Luo Hong, who is an evil cultivator, knows very well that evil cultivators... are very evil.

Raise your hand, half of the mask is suspended.

Looking at the Evil Lord's mask, Luo Hong took a deep breath. Actually, he didn't really want to use the Evil Lord's mask.

Because, every time you put on the mask of the evil king, you will be affected by the will in the mask, although this effect is rarely small.

However, it is always uncomfortable.

Quick battle, and then, go back and tell Xiaoxiao a story.

Luo Hong murmured before putting on the mask.

The next moment, the mask suddenly covered his face.

...

The cold night, with a bit of coolness, especially the dead village after leaving Anping County.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a dead village. Jishan Village has been slaughtered long ago, and now the whole village is empty, with the whistling wind blowing past, as if you can hear the roar of the villagers from the underworld.

Monk Kuyue came here alone, his white cassock blowing in the night wind.

He clasped his palms together, and there was a faint Buddha light shining on his body, which was out of tune with this dark night.

The village was overgrown with weeds, Kuyue frowned, looked at the night sky in the distance, and could faintly see one after another criss-crossing evil spirits, surging like a sea of ​​black clouds, creating a magnificent wave.

Evil cultivators are like clouds, this is calamity...

Luo Hong went out of the county late at night to respond to this calamity?

Deliberately, or unintentionally?

Monk Kuyue murmured.

For a long time, he recited the Buddha's name.

He put his palms together and lowered his head, as if in deep thought.

...

The sound of the horse's hooves was rapid and intense, and the gravel on the ground was sent flying far away.

Luo Feng leaned over on the horse's back, the black and red cape on his back fluttering.

Fangzheng and Ziwei also rode their horses to follow, and the three of them, like three black lightning bolts, galloped on the mountain road, rushing from outside Anping County to Jishan Village.

With the speed of their riding, it is faster than the speed of the carriage, so they should be able to catch up. If something happens, they will come and support.

And not long after their horses crossed the mountain road, the Yamen arresters in Anping County ran in great strides. Of course, their speed was much slower than riding a horse.

County magistrate Liu heard the news that Luo Hong was leaving the city, so he made a decisive decision and immediately ordered the head catcher to lead all his team to rescue.

It doesn't matter whether to rescue or not, County Magistrate Liu just wanted to show his attitude. After all, the 5,000 Black Armored Army is still practicing outside Anping County.

After dispatching all the arresters.

County magistrate Liu just put on the brocade robe and official hat, and officially left the county office.

In the dark night, he went to the foot of Dongshan Mountain.

On the top of Dongshan Mountain, the palace buildings and the peach blossom trees on both sides of the stone path appear and disappear from time to time.

County magistrate Liu let out a sigh of relief, climbed the ladder straight up, and in Daping, halfway up the mountain, among the peach blossom forests, he cupped his hands towards the palace and informed Luo Hong of leaving the city.

Dongshan Taohuaping.

A peach tree is blooming brilliantly, and the blossoming peach blossoms are delicate and beautiful, glowing slightly in the dark night.

Li Xiuyuan spread a thin blanket on the ground, lying on his side under the peach blossom tree, holding a sage scroll in his hand.

He glanced at County Magistrate Liu in Daping, halfway up the mountain. Hearing what Magistrate Liu said, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Little brother is really noisy.

Just killed Ouyang Zhao during the day, and went out of the city to provoke evil cultivators in the middle of the night...

I really can't stop for a moment, so I can't learn from my brother, read a book quietly, and be a handsome man under the peach blossom tree?

Li Xiuyuan shook his head.

In the small building in the spring breeze, the master is looking at the classics by candlelight.

Hearing the words of magistrate Liu, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

It's okay, let him go, since he dares to leave the city, whether it's calamity...or blessing...it's up to him.

Master said.

His voice seemed to blend into the wind, and flew out of the Spring Breeze Building, over the palace, over the peach petals, and reached the ears of County Magistrate Liu.

County magistrate Liu was shocked, and his expression became more and more respectful.

And in the small building.

The master closed the book and looked out into the night sky.

As soon as the saint's bell was rung during the day, I went to find evil cultivators in the middle of the night...

Stubborn boy, it seems that he needs to be taught more and more.

The master smiled, and the whole room was bright.

...

Luofu.

Putting on a green shirt, Steward Chen walked out of the house and walked to the lotus pond.

The koi in the pond are playing, shaking the calm lake surface.

Blind Yuan was holding a bamboo pole, sitting in the pavilion, staring at the pond in a daze with muddy eyes.

Young master has left the city, do you want me to follow?

Blind Yuan said.

Butler Chen shook his head with a smile: Let him go, you know that well.

Since you dare to go out of the city, you should know what you will encounter.

We can't help everything, he needs to learn to spread his wings after all...

Blind Yuan understood, and said with emotion: My son is talented, but it's a pity that the training time is too slow, otherwise it would not be a problem to be in the top ten of the Yellow List.

From now on, in front of the young master, don't praise him for his great talent, easy to be proud, and have the same virtue as Lord Luo.

Butler Chen said seriously.

Blind Yuan grinned.

For a long time, the courtyard fell silent.

Blind Yuan fixed his cloudy eyes on the white-haired Steward Chen, and said, How long can you last?

Are you willing to die slowly like this? There is no legend about you turning into a dragon sword anymore?

Steward Chen sat in the pavilion, and the two who had once had a hard-to-reach grievance were able to talk peacefully.

Where is the legend left? There is only a mess all over my body. I was completely defeated back then, and now I am only half disabled. There is nothing to be reconciled to.

Blind Yuan remained silent.

In the first battle back then, your sword heart was broken, your cultivation base fell to the second rank, and the sword servant died. A big affair became a big joke.

I'm not reconciled to you.

I was defeated by you when I was proud and arrogant, and I was even blinded by you, but I surrendered, because you are indeed strong, but I did not give up, because I believe that one day, I will be as close as I can with a gun. , nothing is broken!

Yuan Xiazi said: Now you are like a stray dog, a coward escaping from reality. You have the strength to hold a sword, but you don't have the will to kill the enemy. I will defeat the enemy that day.

If I were your sword servant, I would scold you bloody.

Butler Chen stared at the lotus pond in a daze.

The lotus in the pool seems to reflect a bright smile.

After a long time, he smiled freely.

Yuan Xiazi, you are right.

...

Putting on the mask, Luo Hong's black hair turned into silver hair under the eyes of many evil cultivators, and the aura on his body instantly became blurred and strange.

He raised his face and revealed a wicked smile.

Amplification means? No matter how much you increase...you will die this time!

A delicate and beautiful female cultivator.

The blood of the righteous light will definitely be delicious!

After the female evil cultivator finished speaking, she stuck out her pink tongue and licked her slender fingers.

Many evil cultivators around also sneered, but they sneered, but their minds were tense. Luo Hong's current state brought them great depression.

Luo Hong under the evil king's mask raised his chin, and his smile began to gradually overflow.

Who are you talking about... the light of righteousness?

Words fell.

call out!

The air whipped by the sleeves of the white clothes exploded a series of sounds.

A pothole exploded on the ground, and Luo Hong's figure disappeared, approaching the female evil cultivator at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, the entire mass grave was full of energy, and the evil spirit surged like a snake.

All the evil cultivators have used their means!

The female evil cultivator looked at Luo Hong who was approaching her in an instant, with a vicious look on her face, she slapped her swollen chest with her palm, her pink lips opened her bloody mouth, and spit out a cloud of black mist.

This is a cloud of extremely corrosive poisonous mist!

If Luo Hong got close, he might be festered by the poisonous flesh in an instant.

The fifth-rank evil cultivators around them were also means of eruption. Ghosts appeared, mass graves cracked, and rotting corpses crawled up.

Even the evil cultivator who trained himself into a silver corpse broke out with tyrannical murderous intent.

The white shirt is flying.

Facing the poison, Luo Hong's mind moved, and the evil bead emerged, and turned into ten broad swords. The broad swords were stacked like playing cards, and turned into a huge fan.

A slamming blow, engulfed in criss-crossing sword energy!

The poisonous mist was blown back on the woman, and the woman's flesh and blood were instantly corroded, and she let out a miserable howl.

The evil bead changed again, turned into a flying sword, and charged in all directions, colliding with many evil cultivators' attacking methods and slightly blocking them.

But Luo Hong didn't strike the evil nun to death with a single sword. His body spun around, his white shirt flew up, and the earth flood sword swung the immortal's head and slapped the woman's celestial cap.

He patted the woman and knelt down on the ground.

Two Shazhu swords whizzed out, piercing through the woman's palms, dripping with blood.

The woman was unable to resist, and could only utter a shrill cry.

Luo Hong's white clothes were fluttering, and he walked towards the woman, as if walking through a bush, stretched out his hand, and lightly patted the top of the woman's head, like picking up a flower.

The woman only felt that a ring of seventy-two evil beads appeared in front of her eyes, and the evil energy on her body was suppressed so that she couldn't move, and in the next moment, Luo Hong's ring of seventy-two evil beads sucked the air out. ...

The righteous yang energy on Luo Hong's body became brighter and brighter.

The woman's eyes widened.

Emperor...Emperor...?!

The corners of Luo Hong's raised lips froze slightly.

You are the younger brother.

After that, another evil bead condensed in the sky above Luo Hong's shoulder. With his fingers, the bead turned into a flying sword and wiped it across the woman's neck. When Luo Hong took two steps, the woman's eyes dimmed and her head fell limply.

After a few breaths, a rank five evil cultivator died.

Luo Hong's method shocked the evil cultivators around, that woman is a fifth-rank evil cultivator, who has the ability to slaughter towns and cities by herself!

Died so fast!

Luo Hong, who was under the mask of the evil king, frowned slightly, You... are weaker than I imagined.

The words fell, and he stretched out his hand while taking a step.

Aim at the corpse of the female evil cultivator.

stand up.

A faint voice lingers in the cold night.

In the next moment, all the evil cultivators who swooped down to kill Luo Hong froze.

Because, the shadow of the female evil cultivator squirmed for a while, and a graceful black shadow stood up, and the undead roared unwillingly in the evil shadow.

What kind of means is this? !

And what made the evil cultivators around them even more creepy.

Under their feet, one after another black shadows emerged against their bodies.

There are monks carrying coffins, bearded women holding scimitars, and muscular martial artists...

There are still many evil cultivators emerging...

Information is wrong! Heaven and Earth Evil Sect's information is wrong!!

Is this the Taoism's soul-calling technique?! Why does it have an evil feeling!

Fart way, this is the secret art of refining souls! Vicious sorcery!

Many fifth-grade evil cultivators were inconceivable, and they uttered in shock!

They finally understood that Luo Hong's going out of the city turned out to be a game for them to throw themselves into the trap!

They thought Luo Hong was a fish, but now they knew that they were the fish in Luo Hong's eyes!

boom!

There are powerful fifth-rank evil cultivators, who have no intention of fighting.

Exploding energy, swaying away the entangled evil shadow, intending to sweep away towards the distance...

These evil shadows can't be killed, can't be destroyed...

The dead evil cultivators will turn into evil shadows again, endlessly!

Moreover, they found that the evil spirit in the dantian was inexplicably suppressed.

How to fight this?

Despair, fear, and nightmares enveloped them.

The smile of the evil mask, in this dark night, is like the smile of the king of hell!

The sky and the earth returned to silence, only the faint sound of the burning paper remaining.

The dense clouds of the night sky were torn apart.

The bleak moonlight shone down, illuminating twenty-eight corpses of evil cultivators who bowed their heads, knelt piously, and lost their vitality.

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