Chapter 146

Sucked dry

Almost for a moment, Luo Hong felt that the evil spirit in his elixir field, which had just been opened up like a vast sea, had been sucked dry.

A drop of There's nothing left.

There were only seventy-two Sha beads left, suspended in the air, shivering.

It seems that, if you can, 72 Sha beads will be sucked to pieces.

This woman Oh no, this sword is so ferocious?!

Luo Hong's face changed slightly.

I feel that the red field is dry and empty for a moment. There is a kind of unspeakable emptiness in my heart.

"A sword."

The voice of Gao Leng's imperial sister lingered again, but Luo Hong seemed to hear a playful smile in it.

It's like a tease.

Luo Hong black face, this is to remind oneself?

There are so many evil spirits in my elixir field, that is Can you shoot a sword?

Shit!

This is really the magic sword at the top of the earth level?!

Luo Hong scolded wildly in his heart, but at the moment, he didn't care about it.

Asura is born!

In Luo Hong's Dantian, the shadow of the sage suddenly opened his eyes and glared.

Mouth as if in reprimand, a "positive" word floating appear, in between the heaven and earth emitting brilliant golden light, constantly flow.

To suppress the sword.

However, the magic sword that has absorbed all the power of Luo Hong's evil spirits has broken through the barrier of the saint's virtual shadow in an instant, and the terrible sword spirit suddenly comes to the world.

Luo Hongmei's evil spirits in xinniwan Palace are just like watching a good play.

Boom!

Jixia Academy, square.

Chutiannan comes out of Chunjun's sheath with four kinds of Qi. This is his unreserved move. The breath of terror is like a lion that has been dormant for a long time. At this moment, he suddenly wakes up.

Jian Qi, Jian Yi, Jian Hua!

The three are united at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, there is only a sword light left. The brilliant sword light seems to fall down from the sky.

At this moment, chutiannan is no match for hegemony.

If you want him to be Chunjun of chutiannan, it depends on whether you have Luo Hong's life.

This is a gift from the emperor of Xia and a symbol of his glory.

On the square, the faces of many students have changed greatly.

The students present are all first-class talents. If they meet some ordinary four grades, they can even fight against each other. However, at this moment, under the pressure of Chu Tiannan's breath, they have some difficulties in breathing.

A student had to go all out to resist the Qi of chutiannan.

I'm angry.

Chutiannan is angry.

In other words, chutiannan has been waiting for an opportunity to get angry, and Luo Hong just let chutiannan get angry, just let chutiannan burst into peak strength.

Li Xiuyuan holds Luo Xiaoxiao in his arms. Those terrible swords are intended to be close to him, and then they will disappear naturally, unable to affect him.

The corner of Li Xiuyuan's mouth showed some scorn. Chu Tiannan's hand was in fact the inevitable result.

Not to mention the identity of Chu Tiannan's young Hou, Huang ranked second. It is a shame that Da Xia Tianjiao's identity was defeated by Luo Hong.

Before he was gentle, he wanted to leave naturally, otherwise once he was angry, it would make people feel angry.

Now, Luo Hong gives him a reason to be angry.

He will suppress Luo Hong with the strongest strength, at least with the most thunderous means and the most amazing way.

Wash away the humiliation of previous failures of the same level.

At the top of the four grades, you can even step into the three grades of chutiannan. At this moment, you are like a peerless swordsman.

At this moment, Chunjun and other world famous swords show their extreme edge.

With a sword, the school square began to crack.

In the face of Luo Hongjun's personality, he changed completely.

Cold, killing, just like a butcher walking out of a sea of corpses.

The blood flow drifted and countless bodies piled up into a river.

Luo Hong's head, the sky has changed, from the originally comfortable cloud volume cloud Shu, suddenly turned into a strong black cloud of depression.

The black clouds seem to fall down on the earth.

"This is..."

When Chu Tiannan's face was frozen, he had a bad premonition, even a sense of crisis.

It's a crisis of genius.

Many geniuses are hard to kill and die because they have their own sense of crisis.

At the beginning, yeluze was in the same situation. It was because he felt the crisis that yeluze ran away without looking back.

If not, yeluze might be cold by now.

Now, Chu Tiannan also has this kind of mood.

Is this Luo Hong's card, the threat?However, chutiannan had his own card. He didn't choose to escape like yeluze did!

Boom!

In the square, a terrible momentum, such as huge waves, dashed in all directions.

At this moment, many students who release the gas engine to resist change their looks. They are constantly retreated by the impact of the breath, step by step, trampling heavily on the ground.

"What is this?"

However, all the students are dull and twittering.

They looked at Luo Hong in the center of the black cloud tornado, a little dull.

Luo Hong, a white and graceful man, raised his hand and held it. Suddenly, a long black sword interwoven with black lightning appeared in front of Luo Hong, and a sword was suspended.

What a sword it is.

The length of the sword is three feet eight, the whole body is dark, and the width of the sword is three feet, flowing with black lightning.

It's like a sword that shouldn't come to the world.

Against the backdrop of the sword, Luo Hong's momentum soared in an instant. In an instant, he seemed to break through the barrier, getting higher and higher!

"Magic sword! This is the sword of evil

"It's not allowed by heaven and earth. It's an evil sword!"

"Has Luo Hong fallen into evil ways?"

A school student couldn't help exclaiming.

And chutiannan, who holds Chunjun, feels very small at this moment.

His eyes constricted, looking at Luo Hong, he wantonly publicized the sword idea, pressed back at this moment.

Boom!

The gravel on the ground was shaking.

On the top of the mountain, there are black awns sweeping one after another, just like nine black dragons winding and beating.

At the same time.

Above Luo Hong's body, the Qi of Zhengyang is suddenly bright, while above his head, the word "Zheng" of Shengyan hovers, faintly, but there is a virtual shadow emerging.

That's the shadow of the sage!

The sage holds the magic sword!

All the students around are making incredible exclamations.

Li Xiuyuan, who was ready to fight, saw this scene, but he slowly dispersed his noble spirit and laughed bitterly.

"Little younger martial brother, you have gathered the saint's virtual appearance..."

"What else do I worry about when there's a saint in front of me? With the guidance of the sage, the younger martial brother will surely be on the right path. "

Li Xiuyuan was filled with emotion.

Saint Xu Xiang, younger martial brother is worthy of the master's favorite disciple. His talent is really evil.

"Wrong! You are all wrong

"Benefactor Luo Hong didn't fall into the evil way. This is to suppress the magic sword with the saint's virtual appearance. The saint holds the magic sword! This is the way in the heart of benefactor Luo Hong. It's the way for benefactor to command the sword. It's the supreme way. It's the foundation of the Sword Fairy! "

The white robe of monk kuyue was flying. There was excitement, fanaticism and even more excitement in his eyes.

He finally understood Luo Hong's way.

He finally understood why Luo Hong became the master's disciple, but he couldn't!

It turns out that This is Luo Hong's way!

Sacrifice oneself to feed the devil, but there is a saint in the heart. Even if you hold the magic sword, you will not lose yourself in the boundless sea of bitterness!

"Amitabha I understand. "

At this moment, the doubts and bottlenecks that plagued monk kuyue for such a long time were completely broken.

Luo Hong glanced at Chunjun's sword Qi.

Chunjun's sword Qi cracked the ground, and the ground seemed to move horizontally, tearing out a huge chasm like an abyss, which approached Luohong with the sword Qi.

However, when he was close to Luo Hong, he stopped and couldn't get close.

Luo Hong raised his hand and the magic sword floated slowly.

The next moment, Luo Hong holds the sword handle.

Cut it off.

The sage also holds the magic sword and cuts it off.

It seems that at this moment, the sky and the earth become restless, and there are dark clouds all over the sky. It seems that at this moment, it turns into tender tofu on the chopping board, and is cut by a sword, leaving only a line.

There's a ray of gold in it.

It was a sword cut by Luo Hong.

Just like the torrent of opening the gate, the sword Qi cut by Chunjun sword is broken in an instant.

The sword cut by Asura is the only golden sword left in the world.

It's coming like a bolt from the blue.

Chu Tiannan raised his sword to resist.

When!

A crisp sound.

Chutian south tiger mouth burst open, palm bloody, chest in a mouthful of blood difficult to suppress spray out.

The whole person flew backward out of the mountain top academy in embarrassment and kept rolling down the stone path. After rolling down more than ten stairs, he stretched out his bloody hand and grasped the stone path. Blood stained the stone path, but he was staring at the mountain top.

The pure Jun sword floats quietly, but in the quiet, there is a flower blooming hegemony.

Hum

It is not the power of saints, but the power of the son of heaven.

Xia Huang's will!Just as yeluze has yeluaguduo's possession as the bottom card, chutiannan also has the bottom card!

Luo Hong's sword directly inspired the will of Xia emperor contained in Chunjun sword.

Boom!

Huang Huang Sheng Wei, the will of the emperor.

A huge shadow emerged, tall and powerful, overlooking the saint's shadow on Luo Hong.

Silence!

Dead silence.

The whole school square is in complete disorder.

The students were stunned to see this battle, this dragon and tiger battle, all of which were air-conditioning.

It's on the hillside.

Zhao Xinghe looked at the emerging will of the emperor. His eyes shrank and he suddenly clenched his fist.

Huang Laoxie is also put away the idle, shock inexplicable.

At the foot of the mountain, the people in the river and lake were completely stunned. Looking at the empty appearance of the sage and the will of the emperor on the top of the mountain, they shuddered.

What kind of immortal engagement is this?!

Above the top of the mountain.

Two swords swept across the square, cutting open the gravel gully.

It seems that all the palaces of the whole Jixia Academy will be leveled.

However, when Li Xiuyuan played between his fingers, the noble and healthy qi turned into a long river, rolling down and flowing among every palace.

The two powerful sword Qi, cut in the river, but can't break a cent.

……

School palace, spring breeze building.

The hot water is boiling, and the tea is searching up and down.

The master sat on the chair, squinting. He looked like an old man next door.

His fingers are gently on the armguard.

Tick, tick

It's the crisp sound of the collision between the finger and the armguard.

"The boy It's too frustrating. "

"Almost, I dare to wield the sword if I can't hold it firmly, and I challenge Xia Huang's will..."

How many swords can you wave?

So floating?

Young people, be moderate.

The master shook his head.

Then, raise your hand.

A drop of boiling hot water suddenly floated up and hung in front of his finger.

"Xia Huang..."

The master whispered.

Next moment, snap your finger.

A drop of water suddenly shot out, it seems to penetrate the time and space.

……

A drop of water suddenly appeared in front of Chunjun sword.

Falling on the pure Jun sword lightly, it seems that water drips through the stone.

The impregnable world famous sword, Chunjun, suddenly appeared a small hole the size of a water drop.

The emperor's will suddenly disintegrated.

Before the disintegration, the illusory shadow of the glorious heavenly power looks at the quiet and low-key Chunfeng building, takes a deep look, and finally disappears completely.

The magic sword in Luo Hong's hand disappeared and returned to the Dantian. The shadow of the sage also disappeared.

Luo Hong was staggering and dizzy.

The skill of "the shadow of the dead" is running, constantly extracting evil spirits from the body, moistening the elixir field which is sucked dry by the magic sword.

Luo Hong's Qi of Zhengyang is more and more brilliant, but Luo Hong doesn't care about it at all. He doesn't want to add this evil skill I'm afraid I'll be sucked away by the magic sword.

Luo Hong is a little sad at the moment.

It turns out that He doesn't last at all.

Only one sword, still very reluctant.

Luo Hong felt that it was not because of him, but because miss red skirt was too fierce.

Although at the moment, Luo Hong's heart is very empty, but he also went to the pure Jun sword that fell to the ground and grasped the world famous sword.

The Chu family and the Luo family are two families that have to fight.

Chu's family will certainly step on the blood of Luo's family.

The Chu family thinks about how to replace the Luo family, so Luo Hong doesn't have to be polite with Chu Tiannan.

What's more, Chu Tiannan was prepared to take over the black horse outside the city when he appeared here.

The black knight was left by his father to Luo Hong. Chu Tiannan Also match?

Just like Chunjun in Chu Tiannan's hand, the 5000 black cavalry is Luo Hong's Chunjun.

Chutiannan can draw a sword for Chunjun.

Why not Luo Hong?

So it's not too much for Luo Hong to ask for a pure Jun?

He took out the human skin book from his arms and wrote the name of chutiannan on it. Luo Hong felt that although the battle was over, he could still collect a lot of wool.

After writing, Luo Hong came to the stone path on the top of the mountain with a sword. A breeze came and white clothes were flying.

Overlooking the embarrassed and incomparable chutiannan.

"If you lose, you have to look like a loser. If you lose, you still want to leave naturally. Don't imagine life too beautiful."

"Sword, I take it."

With one hand holding the stone ladder, Chu Tiannan, lying on the stone path, stares at Luo Hong.He lost, but he didn't understand.

He is the sword that he lost to Luo Hong!

But the sword belongs to Luo Hong, and it's Luo Hong's trump card. Therefore, he can't find any excuse. He lost to Luo Hong after all.

"Oh, by the way, and the hundred pills, the first bet you lost, remember to send them."

As Luo Hong turned around, he turned to his side and glanced at him.

Hearing this, chutiannan couldn't help it any more.

His chest was full of stagnant Qi, which carried dirty blood and spurted out.

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