Chapter 49

It's raining harder and harder.

The whole world seems to be shrouded in this rainstorm.

Depressed, dreary, feeling the Lord's wailing.

Zhao house.

Luo Hong, dressed in white and stained with blood, wears a mask and holds a sword in one hand. Step by step, he walks out of the main hall of Zhao's mansion and steps on the bluestone ladder. In an instant, he is like stepping into a waterfall, drenched by the rain.

Zhao Donghan lay on the atrium floor overflowing with rain, and his eyes were hazy.

The continuous flow of blood made the water in front of him turn into the color of blood. He still opened his eyes, but his eyes were whirling and confused.

As he watched a young man in white step by step into the storm, he felt both moved and pathetic.

Young master, why do you want to kill him half the time?

The seven grades of martial arts cultivation are all at the level of chieftain in the ordinary army, but they are sent to kill the young master who has been practicing for only a few days.

There is no way to survive.

Looking at Luo Hong walking in the rain, the pace is firm, but Zhao Donghan's heart is more and more uncomfortable.

Young master It's so kind.

At this time, it's time to give him up and run away.

It's safest to escape back to Luo's house and be guarded by housekeeper Chen.

"Quick Run away

All of Zhao Donghan's strength was exhausted.

However, the sound has not yet spread too far, it was washed away by the rainstorm.

The two seven grade martial arts practitioners have dignified faces.

Wei Wuxian died.

The Taoist cultivation of Longhushan is not weak. Even if they join hands, they will suffer a great loss.

However, Luo Hong cut his head and threw it out like Cuju.

Two people looked at each other, both of them saw the gravity in each other's eyes.

It's not that Tu lived in seclusion in a small town and intended to live an ordinary life, so his sons and daughters never practiced.

But in front of Luo Hong's eyes, there was no mortal appearance.

It's not easy to kill Wei Wuxian.

"Kill

Two seven grade martial arts repair low roar, low voice, vibration of the rain burst open.

Their Qi and blood, as if into a small snake around the body, step down, splashing three feet of rain.

Since Wei Wuxian is dead, they need to finish the task of killing Luo Hong.

It took so much effort to set up such a bureau.

They even sent out four second class members to involve Hualong sword. If they can't kill Luo Hong, they will make people laugh.

It doesn't matter that Wei Wuxian died, then they are afraid to be nailed to the stigma pole!

Boom!

The two bloody figures stoop to take a step, lean forward, smash the falling raindrops, step on both sides, leaving a virtual shadow and approaching Luo Hong.

The big fist swung at Luo Hong's masked head.

Qi pin Wu Xiu's fist could smash Luo Hong's head in an instant.

Luo Hong stood still.

The rain is flowing down the mask.

The color of the world has changed, and it has become more and more dark. Endless sobs and darkness, like the huge waves rising from the vast sea, are trying to engulf Luo Hong's mind.

When the mask of evil king was put on, Luo Hong felt a strong feeling.

Indescribably powerful.

The hurricane roared, and that was the terrible pressure of the approaching qipinwuxiu.

Luo Hong raised a smile from the corner of his mouth like the radian of his mask.

This smile made the two approaching Qipin martial arts practitioners tremble and feel a chilly chill, which is different from the unspeakable evil.

Luo Hong held his sword in one hand and raised it in the other, covering half of his face without mask.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Deep laughter, but no laughter, came from Luo Hong's mouth.

"Play the devil! Die

Two seven drinks cold.

The opportunity to kill!

"The world laughs at me for being crazy, I laugh at the world They're all idiots. "

Eyes suddenly sharp, Luo Hong mouth evil different upward, road.

Boom!

Two big fists were smashed down, and the water on the ground exploded two seven foot high water rings. The water rings collided, just like two big water tanks collided, and the eardrum of the person who exploded was shocked.

However, the white dress with the mask has disappeared in place.

The two seven grade martial arts practitioners were shocked, but they felt a palpitation.

But I heard the sound of the two swords cutting open their necks.

The sharpness of the sword made the continuous Qi and blood of the two seven grade martial arts practitioners a little cold.

Two people reaction is extremely quick, the palm turns back abruptly, and then forward the trend vigorously sinks of a push.Push the point away.

Luo Hong's white clothes rolled up, like a startled goose. During the rotation, he threw away countless raindrops, pointed the water with his toes, and constantly retreated, pulling out a gully on the ground full of rain.

Luo Hong with a mask keeps a gentle smile all the time, but the evil in the smile seems to drive people crazy.

Under the mask of eyes, see the world is gray, but it is also the most clear.

"Will you kill me for half the world?"

The corner of Luo Hong's mouth under the mask of Xie Jun was slightly lifted.

"Why not kill him half the world?"

A faint smile.

Luo Hong's eyes looked at the rolling white Jiao in the city, and the world was eclipsed at this moment.

"Good swordsmanship."

Luo Hong praised.

After wearing the mask of evil king, his six senses, strength, speed, consciousness and various abilities have been greatly increased.

That white Jiao a sword, make his gray eyes in Guanghua flow.

"This son How strange

"Quick fight, quick decision!"

Compared with Luo Hongjun's mask, Zhao Changxie's mask is too strange.

Although the cultivation of Kendo is only nine grades, it is more pressure than Zhao Donghan who has swallowed the blood pill and reached seven grades.

Plus the rain beat rolling Wei Wu idle head.

There was a little anxiety and uneasiness in their hearts.

Luo Hong, the evil king with mask, holds the sword and stands in the same place, leaning his head, as if thinking about something.

He waved his sword from time to time, as if imitating some sword moves.

The two seven grade martial arts practitioners looked at each other and felt strange. "When fighting, do you think about swordsmanship?"

"On purpose, or for death?"

Their eyes were full of evil.

"No matter what."

"If you kill him, you can go back and hand in the task."

Two people look at each other, killing strong to let the raindrops between heaven and earth are stagnant.

Boom!

They are ready to wear clothes and fight again.

However

Luo Hong, wearing the mask of evil king, is still trying his sword in the rain.

The two seven grade martial arts practitioners are getting closer and closer.

Three, two, one

All of a sudden.

Luo Hong raised his hand and raised it slowly.

"Come out."

"Entangled."

Light voice, with heaven and earth do not want to disturb my irritability.

The two Qipin Wuxiu, who were threatened by the surging weather, felt stiff.

Roar!

It's like a wild animal roaring.

They don't know when a big black figure will appear above their heads.

The evil spirit is rolling and the breath is dispersing. It's not weak seven grade martial arts cultivation!

With the increase of the mask of Xie Jun, the original eight grade evil shadow of Di Shan has reached seven grades.

Bang!

Like a mountain.

The two seven products hit each other with one punch and collided with di Shan's evil shadow fists.

Dishan evil shadow is smashed and rotten!

However, in an instant, it was restored again. The dark hands, in the dismay of the two seventh graders, pressed their faces and smashed them on the ground, like a huge stone throwing into the lake, exploding into the sky.

Hu Shuiping's evil shadow is in the distance, staring at him with pity.

The crutch plummeted down.

On the ground, one after another of the shadow crutches, such as sharp spears, appeared.

Under the mask of the evil king, the evil shadow of Hu Shuiping has become stronger!

Poof!

Two of the seven crutches were stabbed out of the ground.

However, their physique was strong, but the crutches didn't pierce their bodies, just pierced a blood hole.

The two seven grades are furious and smash Di Shan's evil shadow again. One of them is like a fierce tiger, and is approaching instantly. A whip leg will blow out Hu Shuiping's evil shadow, which can't be avoided.

However, Dishan evil shadow and hushuishui evil shadow soon took shape in the distance.

Never die, never die.

"Evil repair!"

Two seven grade martial arts practitioners were bleeding, staring at Luo Hong in white in the heavy rain. It was incredible.

Anping County is a model of justice, the son of general Luo

It turned out to be an evil practitioner!

Who dares to believe this?!

Wearing the mask of evil king, Luo Hong, who is thinking about sword moves, suddenly smiles.

The eyes under the mask turned and fell on the two seven grade martial arts practitioners.

The corners of the mouth pick up slightly, showing the evil radian.

"I see."

Then Luo Hong held his sword in his back hand and laughed at the heavy rain.

Sword in hand, suddenly throw out!

The sword is thin.

A sword.The blade cuts the rain, and the air is transpiration.

Two swords.

The sword is curved and the light leaves a mark.

Three swords.

A sword swims like a snake.

Four swords.

The sword Qi soars to the sky, and the devil becomes.

A small black dragon looks only three or four times like the white one in Anping County, but it makes two seven grade martial arts practitioners feel creepy!

Poof!

When Luo Hong threw his sword, the long sword in his hand broke inch by inch, and Heijiao flew out. In an instant, it washed through the bodies of the two seven grade martial arts practitioners. Their Qi and blood seemed to be wiped away in an instant, and they were lost.

The black dragon exploded quickly and disappeared into the sky and earth.

Luo Hong, wearing a mask, spat in the rain.

"Bang, only half a mask."

"I've learned four things by cheating."

However, soon, his toes were like a dragonfly skimming water, and he appeared in front of a lost seven grade martial arts practitioner.

The evil spirit bead appears and turns into black short knife in a flash.

Gave that seven grade Wu Xiu a gentle and elegant smile.

Then, he jumped up and plunged into the Qi pin Wu Xiu's neck.

Pull in, pull out.

Insert again and pull out again!

One, one more, one more.

The knife goes into the neck.

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