Saibei, yellow sand all over the sky.

An eagle eagle spreads its wings and flies above the nine heavens, and the wind in the sky blows the eagle's feathers and constantly trembles.

The eagle's eyes reflect the vast land below.

A city full of mottled traces between the rolling yellow sand, like a general with a horizontal sword, stands in the yellow sand, guarding a world and a world.

A loud sound exploded above the sky, and the eagle eagle flapped its wings, and one side of its body began to sweep down the sky.

Soon, fall, fall.

It fell above the city and continued down.

A black knight general covered in black armor whistled from his mouth hidden under his armor.

Then the eagle landed on his arm.

The general took out the letter from the eagle's leg, unfolded it, and immediately exuded a depressed and low aura.

With the eagle on his arm, he walked into the city.

"General, news has come from Gangneung Mansion. ”

The general's voice was a little hoarse, but the voice of the voice attracted the attention of all the generals in the room.

Luo Hou had never taken off his armor, and his body was covered with black armor, exuding an aura of forest.

"How?"

The general, whose voice was a little hoarse, unfolded the letter and said: "Under the protection of Yuan Chenggang, the little prince brought a sword attendant and went straight into Jiangling Mansion, blocking the lake with one person and one sword, blocking all the people who participated in the sword appreciation conference. ”

Inside the house, many generals heard the news, and they all changed color slightly.

But after the color changed, there was a little excitement, and the lord clenched his fists.

"It's worthy of being a little boy, and he really looks a little like the general, domineering enough. ”

"One person barricads the lake, one husband is the gate!"

"It's very domineering, but it's also very dangerous, what is the result?"

Some people are excited and some people are concerned.

The hoarse voice of the general smiled, and continued to read: "One Xiao and one sword level business, fifteen years of crazy fame, this is a poem at the beginning of the little boy's swing, the Liu Caizi of Jiangling Mansion is ashamed of himself, in addition, the son put down the battle of life and death, won consecutive battles, and killed several four products in a row, all of which are killed with one blow, and the means are thunderous. ”

When the words fell, many generals raised their eyebrows in surprise.

Luo Hou couldn't help but be stunned: "This kid ...... Can you really kill the four grades?"

"But also, it is not unacceptable to be rated as the second on the yellow list, with excellent talent, and can suppress Ye Luce and Chu Tiannan to fight and kill ordinary four grades. ”

"The Zhou family of Jiangling Mansion produced two and four products in a row, and they were all killed by the son. ”

The general laughed.

"Gangneung Prefecture Zhou Family...... Very good, dare to deceive my son, I Luo Rentu remembered. ”

Luo Hou said lightly, and the generals around him were also smiling meaningfully.

And the hoarse voice of the general continued: "After the fourth rank is killed, three of the products will shoot at the son, and the first third rank is the royal city of the Meteor Sword Sect, and the son will kill him." ”

"The second third rank is Yu Sanchuan of the Feiliu Sword Pavilion who is the eighteenth on the Xuan List. ”

The words fell, and the room fell silent.

Xuanbang Sanpin shot?

However, the people present have also seen the world, and the three products are all expected by them, and since the prince dares to set up this game with Luo Hongchen's sword, he must have been ready to kill Luo Hong.

It is not surprising that the three products of the Xuanbang made a move.

"Childe and Yu Sanchuan battled, the secret method consumed mana, and Yu Sanchuan was defeated with one sword, and the Great Chu Wu family, Wu Qingshan shot at the moment when Gongzi defeated Yu Sanchuan, and attacked and killed Childe!"

When the words were read this, they suddenly became urgent.

Inside the house, the atmosphere instantly became solemn!

"Shameful!"

"Dog thing!"

"Sneak attack? How dare he sneak attack?!"

The eyes of the generals seemed to be burning, and Luo Hou's eyes shrank even more, and the breath on his body was uncertain.

"What was the result?" Luo Hou asked in a hoarse voice.

As a parent, his heart is really up and down.

"The son is not dead, he pulled Wu Qingshan into the lake and cut off his limbs...... In front of Wei Qiansui, he pinched Wu Qingshan's head. ”

The hoarse voice of the general, the words suddenly rose high.

Inside the room, there was an incessant sound of admiration.

"By the way, is Yu Sanchuan dead?"

"It shouldn't be dead, Childe's attention should have been attracted by Wu Qingshan. ”

"If I were Yu Sanchuan, I would definitely take the opportunity to escape. ”

Hands on the Lords.

And Luo Hou stood up slowly, the armor on his body colliding.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the black-armored general with a hoarse voice who finished reading the letter: "Hu Beihe." ”

Boom!

The black armor brought the lord together abruptly, and the armor collided with a sonorous sound.

A hoarse and deep voice resounded in the room: "The end will be!"

"Take a thousand black horsemen out of the camp and set foot in the Feiliu Sword Pavilion. ”

"Deceive my son, and let the Feiliu Sword Pavilion repay it with a hundred lives. ”

Luo Hou said lightly.

Rumble!

Hu Beihe, the black-armored general, suddenly raised his head, and under the armor, his eyes were very sharp.

"The commander of the fourth battalion of the black cavalry, Hu Beihe is the commander!"

After that, the black-armored general turned around and left under the envious eyes of many generals.

Luo Hou's eyes were cold, looking at the long yellow sand: "There is also the ...... of the Great Chu Wu family"

"Shoot an arrow at the Wu family, three days later, I need an explanation from the Wu family. ”

"Wow. ”

Behind him, a black knight bowed to the lord.

Luo Hou put his hands behind his back, and his cold and domineering aura began to slowly surge out.

"It's really my Luo family's ink knife...... Blunt?!"

......

On Lake Roselle, the moon is bleak and cold.

Between heaven and earth, there was a dead silence, a death-like silence.

Luo Hong counted three times, from the noise at the beginning, to the silence of the heavens and the earth, it only took three sounds.

Crazy, evil, tyranny!

However, there is nothing to refute.

Daxia Xuanbang Sanpin Yu Sanchuan is dead!

Wu Qingshan, the third rank of the Great Chu Xuanbang who started the sneak attack, is also dead!

These two people are somewhat famous in the rivers and lakes, after all, they are third-grade monks who have ascended to the Xuan List.

However, they all died of hatred at the hands of Luo Hong.

Luo Hong...... He's just a five-grade person!

Many of the tourists in the rivers and lakes were silent, and all the monks in the flower boat stopped their steps, not daring to continue to step out.

Do they dare to continue to challenge and continue to climb into the battle of life and death?

They didn't dare.

I'm scared.

Because of the shot, he may not be able to kill Luo Hong, but will be killed by Luo Hong.

Shoot, there is a chance of death.

The death of so many people has cast a shadow in the hearts of many monks.

Even if there are many monks in the flower boat, the strength of the three grades is really three, but compared to Yu Sanchuan, the three grades of the Xuanbang are still much worse, even Yu Sanchuan was defeated in an instant, and they shot, and the end should be almost miserable.

Therefore, everyone stopped, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

Luo Hong covered half of his face without a mask, laughed lowly, and his silver hair flew wantonly, extremely arrogant.

Laughter lingered on Lake Roselle, as if mocking the whole world.

"Since there is no one, the sword ...... It's mine. ”

After laughing for a long time, Luo Hong stopped laughing and said lightly.

He raised his head and looked at the snowy sword hanging from the central flower boat.

Raise your hand and hook your fingers.

A suction force was born out of thin air, wanting to suck the Drifting Snow Sword away.

However, although the Drifting Snow Sword trembled, it was still levitating.

Wei Qiansui took his hands, he didn't look at the Drifting Snow Sword above his head, he had a faint smile on his face, looking at Luo Hong, as if he was laughing at Luo Hong, why did you take the sword.

The sword is under his control, you say take it?

What are you Luo Hong going to get a sword?!

The atmosphere seemed to be a little frozen, and Luo Hong's five fingers continued to maintain a hooked posture, but he failed to shake and suck away the Drifting Snow Sword.

"Why, since no one dares to fight...... Shouldn't this Drifting Snow Sword belong to my son?"

"You eunuch...... Not convinced?"

Luo Hong's silver hair flew and said.

The Evil Monarch's mask exudes a bit of evil under the moonlight.

The smile on Wei Qiansui's face began to fade gradually, and his eyes became more and more cold.

Eunuch?

I haven't heard such a title for many years, since he became the chief eunuch and the celebrity around Emperor Xia, no one has dared to call him that way for many years.

Over the years, Luo Hong was the first person to dare to say this title in front of him.

"Little evil animal, you should be killed. ”

"We didn't say who the sword was for, can you take it?"

Wei Qiansui said lightly.

Luo Hong narrowed his eyes, and his spiritual power surged.

In the dantian, above the magic sword Asura, the red dress flew up, and a shadow was suspended.

"Help me get my sword!"

Luo Hong, Dao.

The shadow is silent, and the eyes are gloomy.

"Help me. ”

Luo Hong's will was suspended in front of the magic sword Asura.

"Help me this time, and I'll suck you dry again. ”

Luo Hong said.

When the words fell, the figure in the red dress on the magic sword Asura seemed to smile slightly.

In an instant, the flowers faded.

......

Rumble!

On Roselle Lake, Luo Hong's eyes froze, and his palm grabbed sharply, dragging behind him.

A powerful sword intent erupted from his body, like a monstrous suction surging in an instant.

Luo Hong's white shirt is flying.

"Sword, come here!"

Above Wei Qiansui's head, the immovable Drifting Snow Sword, which was suppressed by Wei Qiansui's breath, suddenly let out a crisp sword groan.

Countless swords burst out.

The sword aura is like drifting snow.

It seems that the snow is fluttering, and the north wind is howling!

Wei Qiansui's face suddenly stiffened.

No way?!

The Drifting Snow Sword was blocked by his breath, how could Luo Hong take the sword?!

Scold!

The Drifting Snow Sword trembled suddenly, and there was a sword aura, as if it had cut off the shackles, and then, it turned into a silver streamer, which was actually from the top of Wei Qiansui's head, and flew towards Luo Hong at a high speed.

It seems that Luo Hong was forcibly detained from Wei Qiansui's hands.

When Luo Hong's hand held the Drifting Snow Sword, the picture between heaven and earth seemed to be still at this moment.

On the shore of Roselle Lake, all the guests in the rivers and lakes made unbelievable voices, and looked at Wei Qiantose who was standing on the central flower boat, and Luo Hong, who was taking a sword on the head of that Qiansui.

Sword, taken away?

That's it...... Taken away?!

Among the many flower boats, many monks looked stunned, why did they let Luo Hong take the Drifting Snow Sword like this?

Could it be that this sword appreciation conference is really just a sword appreciation conference?

If it weren't for that, Luo Hong wanted to take the sword, wouldn't Wei Qiansui stop it?

A dignified first-class master, is it possible that he can't protect a sword?

Luo Hong smiled, and when he held the Drifting Snow Sword, Luo Hong's silver hair was like silk, and he looked so bright in the completely silent night.

"But that's it. ”

The sound lingers faintly on the surface of the lake.

But it made the atmosphere of the entire Roselle Lake tense to the top.

Wei Qiansui narrowed his eyes, his eyes surging with murderous intent, he never thought that Luo Hong actually had the means to take the Drifting Snow Sword from his control.

The powerful sword intent attraction that erupted on Luo Hong's body just now made him all startled.

This son, sure enough, there are hole cards.

No wonder he dared to leave Anping County and come all the way to Gangneung Mansion to participate in this sword appreciation conference.

But what if you have your hole cards?

The real Tianjiao demon in this world, who will not have hole cards.

Wei Qiansui didn't care.

"When did we say that the sword appreciation conference is over?

Wei Qiansui said lightly.

As soon as the words came out.

Wei Qiansui raised his hand and grabbed Luo Hong, the majestic power of heaven and earth surged, and in an instant, a terrifying force seemed to turn into a cage, crowding in all directions, wanting to block Luo Hong and capture him!

Luo Hong's expression did not change at all.

Holding the Drifting Snow Sword, with Heavenly Machines and Pure Jun suspended around him, the phantom of the saint in the dantian opened his eyes and tore apart the coercion of heaven and earth formed by Wei Qiansui, Luo Hong stepped on the soles of his feet suddenly, and Luoshen Lake suddenly rose and fell up and down, rolling up monstrous waves.

And his body also turned into a black arrow, shooting out upside down.

Wei Qiansui stood on the bow of the boat, squinting: "Ignoring the coercion of heaven and earth, has you condensed the appearance of a saint......?"

However, Wei Qiansui was not in a hurry to make a move.

On the shore of the lake, there are two powerful qi machines, which can always lock him.

Gun King Yuan Chenggang.

There is also a woman who bears the piano.

If Wei Qiansui's guess is right, it should be Luo Hongchen's confidante back then, Situ Wei.

Wei Qiansui laughed.

He looked condescendingly at Luo Hong, who turned into a white light and swept towards the lakeside.

Reach out and pinch the gray hair that falls from your sideburns.

He opened his mouth lightly, and the sound was not loud, but it exploded like thunder above the entire lake.

"The sword appreciation conference has not yet ended, Luo Hong's son is good at seizing the Drifting Snow Sword, the rules have changed, you can shoot below the second grade, there is no limit to the number of people, kill this son, seize the sword, whoever wins the sword and board the central flower boat, the sword will belong to whom, and the prince has an order, and the person who gets the Drifting Snow Sword is the new Drifting Snow Sword Master, and can get a chance to enter the royal secret realm. ”

"The sword appreciation conference has officially begun. ”

Wei Qiansui, with a sharp voice, delivered the message.

The words fell.

After a few breaths of silence, the entire Roselle Lake seemed to be boiling in an instant.

If you get the sword, can you get the opportunity to enter the royal secret realm?

This temptation is not insignificant!

Crash!

One after another, after a half-stagnant sound, suddenly burst out.

On Luo Hong's retreat path, three flower boats slid and blocked his retreat.

A monk rushed out of the flower boat, turned into a shock, and swept towards Luo Hong.

Their purpose is very simple, to seize the Drifting Snow Sword and become the Master of the Drifting Snow Sword!

The monks who rushed out of the three flower boats were all three-grade cultivators, not as good as Yu Sanchuan and Wu Qingshan, but the oppression formed by the three three-rank was still very huge.

And in the distance, there were also flower boats surging over, like trapped beasts, encircling Luo Hong.

One bit is a four-pin, and the gas engine roars.

There are many three products, standing on the bow of the boat, staring at Luo Hong.

Luo Hong's backward body stopped, standing on the surface of the lake, white clothes and silver hair fluttering, looking at the people surrounding him lightly, not as frightened as everyone imagined, but with a strange smile.

"You can't fight one-on-one, are you going to start a group fight?"

"Can you be beaten up or something...... This son liked it the most. ”

Luo Hong squatted slowly.

Under the moonlight, he stretched out his hand and pressed it against the water.

Looking around, one after another of the monks who had gathered him together, they grinned softly.

"Stand up!"

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