Chapter 57

The sword is wolf hair, the blood is ink.

It's like splashing ink on a landscape painting.

The Confucianist who stood up to scold Luo Hong covered his neck in disbelief and soon collapsed on the ground. His eyes were filled with regret and unwillingness, and gradually lost their luster.

The street was stained with blood. The whole street outside Luo's house was silent for a moment. The mobs and Confucians were all like being strangled by someone. They never thought that Luo Hong would dare to commit a murder in the street!

You know, Luo Hong slaughtered Zhao's house in the late night of the rainstorm, and no one saw it. We also spread rumors according to the news.

However, at this moment, Luo Hong personally killed the Confucian student in full view of the public.

It's like showing your identity as a murderer without any cover up.

There are so many of them. Luo Hong How dare you?!

How dare he!

Silence half ring, the next moment, there is a shrill voice tearing the quiet.

"Rogue! How dare you?! Brother Zhang is a scholar! How dare you

The Confucians completely blew up. Luo Hong's knife directly killed one person, which made them feel cold. They underestimated Luo Hong's ruthlessness.

In fact, many people are not sure whether Zhao Fu was slaughtered by Luo Hong.

They just follow the rumors, like these Confucian scholars, who are arranged by the Zhou family.

However, at this moment, they believe that maybe Zhao's house is really slaughtered by Luo Hong!

That's why Luo Hongcai is very calm about killing people and dare to commit murder in the street!

Someone's been counseling.

Luo Hong's cowardice at the beginning helped to boost their arrogance.

However, when Luo Hong showed his evil side, they did not dare to be arrogant.

Looking at Luo Hong in white, holding a long knife, the blood stained tip reaches the ground and drags it slowly. The sharp sound of the blade and the ground makes every scholar and Confucian get goose bumps.

They wanted to make Anping County famous by stepping on the name of Luohong, but they didn't expect that Luo Hong would draw the sword if he didn't agree.

Luo Hong looks very calm.

The corners of the mouth pick slightly, with a bit of evil charm.

Looking at a Confucian scholar who was frightened and began to be frightened, he took a little sneer.

"The world slanders me, bullies me, humiliates me, belittles me and belittles me..."

Luo Hong dragged the knife and laughed: "I'll cut it all off!"

The hands of the scholars trembled: "it's a shame to be polite!"

Listening to the first half of the sentence is still quite Zen, the second half of the sentence almost completely destroyed the atmosphere, but Luo Hong's arrogance and ferocious performance incisively and vividly.

Luo Hong's face sank.

"I'm not a good man."

Luo Hong's white clothes fluttered and his body fell slightly.

After that, one step of heavy trample, the body is like flying.

In the hand of the knife, suddenly turned into a deadly devil, swept between, are all will be shot from the red blood.

The swordsman of the eight grade waterfall sword, even with a sword, is not comparable to these ordinary Confucian scholars.

After all, there are so many Confucians in the world that few of them can really cultivate the noble and upright spirit.

There are too many temptations in the world. It's too difficult to resist the temptation and stand on the earth with integrity.

Blood, dyed the long street red.

One by one, the Confucian scholars fell down.

One, five, ten

When Luo Hong wielded his sword, he showed no mercy. The abuse of these people and the articles written by these people won Luo Hong's heart.

If Luo Hong doesn't kill them, I'm sorry for their splendid articles.

Those people who joined in the fun were stunned.

Dead, and more than one.

The mob hiding in the crowd was fierce and fierce.

"Luo Hong is crazy! The murderer is crazy! Kill us all! Let's go together and get rid of the devil

A mob roared.

With the dizziness of blood, many people's heart suddenly fierce up.

"There are so many of us that he can't kill us!"

"Run up, knock him down, kill him!"

"He slaughtered Zhao Fu, and now he wants to slaughter us It's too hard for him to kill

The roar of the mob aroused the people's mood.

These mobs are the local ruffians and hooligans that Wang Jiazhu found. Although they are also afraid, they are more excited because of the large number of people.

The originally hidden mob rushed out of the crowd and took the lead in arousing public indignation.

Dozens of people clenched their fists and rushed madly towards Luo Hong, who wiped off a Confucian's neck.

That momentum, indeed not weak, frightening.

It's impossible for ordinary people to play dozens of games at one time.

For these mortals who have never been in contact with the monks, they have reached the limit of their imagination. Therefore, they dare to fight like this. This is the so-called fearlessness of the ignorant.On the stone ladder of Luofu, Zhao Donghan was angry and wanted to start to stop him.

However, Luo Hong was leaning on a knife and waved to him with a smile.

Luo Hong's white shirt is flying.

The sword Qi between the meridians in the body starts to flow continuously, and the sword Qi of the eight grade waterfall sword rushes into the long sword in the hand crazily.

Hum

The blade is shaking uncontrollably.

Long street It's windy.

After that, there's more than ten swordsmanship.

Luo Hong kept his sword Qi for 18 years, but he didn't continue.

Hold the knife in one hand.

Luo Hong's mouth turned when he faced the mobs who came from the dive.

In the face of dozens of mobs, he swung his arm in a radian and waved forward with a knife.

The sword turned into a sword.

The invisible sword Qi turned into a sword, and the empty shadow raged on the long street.

The advancing mobs stopped, with unbelievable eyes.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

Then, from the foot of Luo Hong, there was a sword mark spreading, all the way spreading, just like opening a canal.

Some of the mobs were split in half and their flesh and blood spilled all over the floor.

Some of them had their arms cut off and cried bitterly.

Some were scared by the sword like knife and peed in their pants.

The scene was a mess.

Those scholars who still want to scold and scold, their eyes are absent-minded, and they kneel on the ground one by one.

Looking at the broken ditch cut on the long street of Qingshiban, I was lost.

The crowd, frightened and crying, didn't even have the courage to turn around and run away. They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

When Luo Hong is weak and doesn't respond, they can spit.

However, when Luo Hong turns into a villain and kills dozens of people with one sword, they dare not scold him any more.

In front of Luofu.

Zhao Donghan opened his mouth in surprise, revealing the loophole of his front teeth.

This is what you said persuade through reasoning? Tell the truth and reason?!

Just walked to the door of the small bean flower and Luo small incredible stare big eyes.

Maid tea is also a bit surprised.

After cutting a knife, Luo Hong frowned and threw it back to Lao Zhao.

"Playing with a sword is not as good as a sword."

Looking back, looking at the bloody street.

Looking at the Confucians kneeling on the ground and the people joining in the fun, Luo Hong took out a pamphlet from his arms, holding a charcoal pen.

Went to kneel on the ground, only a few living scholars in front of the lost.

Luo Hong dusted the leather pamphlet and said, "the house of Zhao is full of people. I didn't have time to kill them. Who asked you to slander me?"

The Confucian scholar wanted to keep silent.

However, when he saw Luo Hong smile, he was gentle and easy-going.

The smile made the Confucian heart tremble, and several living scholars rushed to speak.

"It's the Zhou family! In the face of Mr. Zhou, the master of the Zhou family asked us to slander and abuse you, and let you be accused by thousands of people! Let's face it

"Yes, yes It's the Zhou family

Luo Hong squinted at the words of the Confucian scholar.

Zhou family.

I can't help remembering the head of the Zhou family who once appeared in Zhao's house.

With a brilliant smile, Luo Hong wrote down "the Zhou family" with every stroke on the target.

Ignoring several taxis kowtowing for mercy, Luo Hong came to a surviving mob.

The mob was stained with blood and peed in his pants.

Luo Hong gave a gentle smile.

Before Luo Hong asked, the mob told the whole story.

"Rao Forgive me, young master Luohong. I don't want money. I don't want money from the Wang family. I want to go home. "

The mob's face was full of tears. It was really scared.

I saw dozens of people being killed by a knife in the air, and my psychological shadow was scared out.

Luo Hong Mei Yu a pick, "Wang."

Solemnly write down the Wang family on the second target.

After writing.

Luo Hong put away the pamphlet, looked at the end of the long street and said, "Lao Zhao."

"Yes

When Zhao Donghan was carrying the sword again, his body was full of Qi and blood, which belonged to the seventh grade martial arts cultivation. He leaped five or six meters, like a hill, and fell back behind Luo Hong.

Startled a few people, shivering to climb away.

On the long street stained with blood, there was a white dress with a burly sword guard.

Go to the Wangs and Zhous at the end of the long street.

Overhead, as if there were black clouds floating, step, black clouds also forward.

On the long street, the Confucians and many people knelt down and watched the two disappearing figures.

Anping County It's changed!

This master and servantWhat do you want to do?!

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