Be quiet!

It was as if all the voices in heaven and earth were silenced by that sword!

The remnant sun is like blood, the surface of the lake seems to be bleeding, and a white wave is like a slender white snake rolling, which is difficult to heal for a long time, it is a sword mark that has been split by a sword.

Although the lake has never been opened with a sword, it is still shocking the entire Roselle Lake, and no one has spoken.

Dead.

The sword appreciation competition has just been announced...... One person died!

A five-grade sword cultivator, a member of the Liu family in Beiling, a sword cultivator from an old family in Jiangling Mansion, was full of spirit, and before the laughter disappeared, he was killed with a sword.

The bones sank into the lake, leaving only blood bubbling.

Heavy breathing lingered between one flower boat after another.

On the huge central flower boat, Wei Qiansui held his hands and squinted, looking at the white-clothed swordsman standing on the lake, fluttering like snow.

It's so domineering.

With one sword, he killed a Wupin and beheaded the person who opened the sword appreciation conference.

With the momentum of thunder, there is no friendly greeting, there is no whispering conversation, meeting is a sword, and the soul is destroyed under the sword.

"This is the grandson of the king of Zhenbei and the son of Luo Rentu...... Luo Hong. ”

Wei Qiansui looked at Luo Hong.

This was the first time he had seen Luo Hong, a young man in the distant Anping County, who had stirred up the imperial capital.

even asked the prince to order a sword appreciation conference, just to kill Luo Hong's young man.

The young man who killed his godson Wei Xian.

"Sure enough...... Something. ”

Wei Qiansui smiled faintly.

"One Xiao and one sword level business, and fifteen years of crazy fame, is it Luo Hongchen?"

"It's really brilliant, and he deserves to be Luo Hong, who can win the name of the master's disciple in the written exam. ”

Wei Qiansui nodded lightly.

Although the little eunuch behind him was unwilling, he had to admit that Luo Hong's poetry at this moment was very good.

At least it crushed the poems that Liu Yuehua bought for 1,000 taels before.

After a moment of silence, the uproar suddenly resounded, like boiling water after realizing it.

The white waves on the surface of the lake gradually healed, leaving no traces, as if the murder had never happened.

In the flower boat, figures stood one after another, staring at Luo Hong on the lake.

So arrogant, so domineering.

What a pleasure!

"Fifteen years of madness...... Luo Hongchen has been dead for fifteen years, and his crazy reputation back then is indeed gone. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

A literati and Confucian scholar laughed freely while drinking.

"It's Liu Caizi, his poems are spread all over Jiangling, and he praises them all, it seems that this poem is really good. ”

"Is this the Luo family? so arrogant, so happy...... Kill people while chanting poems, and kill the sword cultivation of the Liu family with one sword!"

"This is Luo Hong, the son of Luo Rentu! The purpose of this sword appreciation conference is for him!"

Quite a few people sent out squirming exchanges.

Behind the white jade fence by the lake, the Jianghu guests were completely boiling after gasping for cold air.

What is the purpose of their coming, isn't it just to watch the excitement and watch a dragon fight?

Many people are looking forward to Luo Hong's appearance, but in most people's minds, Luo Hong will not appear so early, and if he wants to appear, he should wait until the middle and late stages of the sword appreciation conference.

Reserve enough strength to appear and push the sword appreciation tournament to a climax!

However, everyone was wrong.

Luo Hong did not hide, nor did he wait until the middle and late stages of the conference, as soon as he came, he directly drove his sword out of the carriage and killed people on the lake.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the energy of the positive sun is as bright as a rainbow.

Like a scorching sun, dazzling.

What to hide?

What to hide?

Luo Hong stood on the surface of the lake with his hands in his hands, and the pure Jun sword floated beside him, the sword body was bright, and it was not stained with a drop of blood.

There is a sword aura, which makes the surface of the lake roll up a slight wave.

Luo Hong doesn't hide or hide, he came to this sword appreciation conference just to brush up on a wave of evil, what's the point of hiding and hiding?

Hesitation will lead to defeat, and decisiveness will lead to a reaping harvest.

Like his thunderous shot to kill Liu Yuehua, the shocked and sad eyes of the other party before he died, Luo Hong felt that he was extremely bad, and felt a large wave of sins into his pocket.

As for arrogance, it will be targeted, and if you act too early, you will be the target of public criticism.

How could Luo Hong care?

Come and kill one by one, anyway, there is no good thing in this sword appreciation conference.

Lakeside, behind the white jade fence.

The carriage stood still.

Yuan Blind leaned on the carriage frame, holding the bamboo pole, although his eyes could not see, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Luo Hong's poem made him quite shocked.

The emotions and regrets in the poems also aroused his feelings, and he was silent for ten years, if it weren't for the knots in his heart, maybe he would have been silent.

His crazy name of Yuan Chenggang, the gun king, will also become a regret in his mouth.

Distance.

The eyes of the woman wearing a veil and carrying the piano case fluctuated, and there was excitement in her eyes that could not be concealed.

She looked at the white clothes on the lake in a daze, and suddenly saw the peerless figure of the year.

"One Xiao and one sword level business, and I have been famous for fifteen years...... Hongchen, is this your anger, your unyielding, your heart's voice?"

The woman's nose is inexplicably sour, she was crazy back then, how many people in the world still know?

Fifteen years have passed, how many people in the world know Luo Hongchen? Even if they do, they just sneer.

Guixiang Building.

Chu Tiannan stared at the white-clothed swordsman on the lake, took a deep breath, and exhaled again.

"What a grumpy Luo Gongzi. ”

Lao Huang also looked strange: "This Luo Hong not only dares to come, but also arrogantly, he ...... What confidence do you have?"

"Jiangling, it's not Anping County. ”

What is Luo Hong arrogant?

Lao Huang really couldn't guess, he didn't know, and Chu Tiannan didn't know either.

Chu Tiannan only knew that at the moment when Luo Hong took out his sword, he was actually a little excited with boiling blood.

......

"Hehe, so arrogant. ”

"The son of Luo Rentu, it's just a matter of killing five products, arrogantly like killing a land immortal......"

"The poem is good, but the strength, heh, there is nothing to be arrogant about. ”

A faint sound resounded in the flower boats floating on the lake.

Rumble!

In the flower boat of the Liu family in Beiling, there was an angry roar.

"Luo Hong! This is a sword appreciation conference, not a murder conference, you will kill people if you don't agree with each other! You kill embryos!"

The next moment, the surface of the lake seemed to be swept up by a strong wind.

In the flower boat, there was a second-grade master who made a move, and a sword was horizontal, extremely sharp.

This is planning to kill Luo Hong directly with the power of thunder!

The center of the flower boat above.

Wei Qiansui held his hands and looked at this scene with a smile, without any desire to make a move.

Kill Luo Hong?

Just what he wants.

However, this sword has not yet approached Luo Hong, and on the carriage, Yuan Blind holds a bamboo pole and slowly throws it.

The sword was instantly shattered in the air, and a bamboo shadow fell, hitting the flower boat fiercely, making the Liu family's second product, who secretly shot in the flower boat, instantly bleed from his mouth and nose, and was nailed to the flower boat by the bamboo pole, dying.

"The sword appreciation conference has its own rules of the conference, since you covet the snow sword, then be ready to die, the rules are here, if my son dies under the rules, then it will be fine, but the rules stipulate that the second grade can participate in the following, and the second product also dares to shoot, I Yuan Chenggang is blind and not blind. ”

Yuan Blind said lightly.

His voice rumbled loudly, as if the heavens were wrathed.

was seriously injured in one move, and almost killed the second-grade sword cultivator, but it was an understatement like eating and drinking.

This is the power of the master of the heavenly list.

"Wei Qiansui, is what the old man said right?"

Yuan Chenggang tilted his head and said to Wei Qiansui, who was holding his hand on the central flower boat.

Wei Qiansui's white and beardless face was smiling, and the middle finger of his index finger was holding the white hair hanging from his sideburns, and he smiled faintly: "Of course." ”

After that, there wasn't much to say.

Luo Hong's face was calm, the second product did not cause any change in his complexion, he carried his hands behind his back, and he was still chic.

He glanced at Wei Qiansui and laughed, laughing unscrupulously.

"My Uncle Luo Hong, peerless Tianjiao, even if he dies, his sword is something that waste can snatch?"

"I, Luo Hong, don't have any skills, and my strength is low, only five grades. ”

"However, today, I, Luo Hong, will put down my cruel words here, I want to be the Snow Sword, and if I want to become the Lord of the Snow Sword, I am ready to die. ”

"With this lake as a fight, my son is fighting for life and death today, the rules are still the rules, below the second grade, you can come to fight!"

"Defeat me, kill me, and you can get the Drifting Snow Sword!"

In the next moment, the eyes are like torches, the breath of the positive sun is like the roar of the sun, and a huge "positive" word emerges above the head, and the next moment, the word "positive" is like a heavenly girl scattering flowers, and the peacock opens the screen, densely packed.

Luo Hong scanned all the flower boats on the lake, and landed on the lakeside bustling.

Lang shouted: "You guys, do you dare?!"

Do you dare?

Do you dare?!

I, Luo Hongcai, are five products, and I am extremely weak and incomparably weak!

Life and death are all set, come and kill me, don't be afraid, come boldly!

Luo Hong raised his chin slightly and looked at the audience.

Scorn!

Sneer!

The words were loud, but the audience was extremely quiet.

Even Wei Qiansui was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Luo Hong to make such a decision.

The decision is crazy.

Although Luo Hong is the second on the yellow list, the second on the yellow list is quite large, after all, Zhen Ye Luce and defeated Chu Tiannan are all foreign objects with the help of foreign objects.

Luo Hong's own strength is only five grades, even if Ye Luce and Chu Tiannan are here, they don't dare to make such nonsense.

After all, entering the third grade is equivalent to entering the level of a high-grade monk, which is a realm of mortal transformation.

Sanpin is a mixed realm, the weak may be really weak, but the strong ...... It could be really strong and terrible!

This time, Luo Hong is really arrogant!

Among the many flower boats, the breath is floating and sinking, and such arrogance and arrogance really make many people unbearable stimulation.

Besides, the people who came to participate in the sword appreciation conference this time were originally to see the Luo family's jokes, and they were originally to give the prince face and step on the Luo family's face.

Since Luo Hong is arrogant, he puts down the fight of life and death.

In the battle of life and death, kill Luo Hong openly, and the Luo family has nothing to say!

On the carriage, Yuan was stunned.

Son...... It's a demon again.

However, Yuan Blind was silent, perhaps, Gongzi really has confidence.

In the past, the son fought four products in six grades, but now, maybe he can also fight three grades in five grades......

Should...... Yes.

"What an arrogant Luo Gongzi. ”

"Life and death, below the second grade, are you invincible when you are the third grade?"

"Little five products, ridiculous and ridiculous. ”

The sound of laughter lingered from all directions.

Rumble!

In the flower boat, someone took the lead in moving, one step at a time, the lake suddenly boiled, and a water column rushed up, this person stepped on the water column, and his eyes were cold and arrogant.

He threw a piece of poetry at the eunuch in the center of the flower boat.

However, before the poem entered the head of the eunuchs, Luo Hong glanced at it, raised his hand, and the sword qi roared.

Poof.

The paper on which the poems were written suddenly exploded and was twisted into pieces.

"With my poems in front, who dares to publish poems?"

"Your poems are also worthy of my uncle's sword?"

Luo Hong said with a smile.

As soon as the words came out, many of the literati in the flower boat present were extremely ugly, embarrassed, and angry, but they had nothing to say.

Indeed, if you dare to take out Luo Hong's poems, you can only laugh and be generous.

The Liu Caizi raised his head and poured wine, laughing: "Good poems, good poems, I have closed the pen, I can't do it." ”

The faces of the surrounding literati changed slightly, and they all scolded, what is this Liu Caizi doing?

Always increase the morale of others and destroy the prestige of your own family?!

Luo Hong also had a strange face, this Liu Caizi is so good...... Huh?

The face of the person who came by stepping on the water column was a little ugly.

!

That's the poem that Lao Tzu spent three thousand taels of silver on you!

You can't say Luo Hong's poems directly.

Lao Tzu bought a lonely one for three thousand taels?!

For a while, this person looked at Luo Hong's gaze, and he became more and more cold.

It seems to sense the other party's eyes.

Luo Hong's sword finger pressed down, and the pure Jun sword hung beside him, swallowing Sen Han's sword qi.

"People are going to die, and what do they care about money?"

"I, Luo Hong, under the sword, do not kill the nameless, report the name. ”

Luo Hong said.

The burly man who stepped on the water column immediately laughed.

"Below, Jiangling Zhou Family, Zhou Hai!

The words fell, and one step stepped on the waves, and the waves splashed and exploded.

Luo Hong quickly wrote the person's name on the human skin book, and put it away with satisfaction.

Looking at Zhou Hai who came on the waves, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

"Sword cultivators aren't either, and they're here to fight for swords?"

"Life and death are also here to join in the fun, are you stupid?"

Luo Hong pouted.

The four-grade Tiangang Realm martial arts cultivation is indeed very strong.

But......

When I was in the sixth grade, I could chase after Ye Luce, who was at the peak of the fourth grade.

Now that the five products are still regressive?

Luo Hong thought that there would be a three-product.

However, the first to come out was actually a four-grade ......

Tsk, who do you look down on?!

Luo Hong's eyes instantly froze.

The spiritual flower in the mud pill palace in the center of the eyebrows trembled, and it seemed to emit endless pollen.

The next moment, the Hundred-Handed Evil Buddha!

Airplanes......

Luo Hong was standing, and a Buddha with flowers faintly appeared behind him.

Zhou Hai's figure stepping on the water column suddenly fell into dementia, and his spirit was in a trance.

And Luo Hong pointed at it.

Evil beads appeared all over the body, and the evil beads turned into swords.

Turning into a black sword, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, roaring into the nine heavens.

After that, Luo Hong took one hand behind him, and slowly pressed down with the other hand.

The sky seemed to be torn apart.

On the surface of Roselle Lake, the remnant sun is like blood.

A black sword mountain seems to be the Kunlun Immortal Mountain falling out of thin air.

Sword Kunlun!

Zhou Hai came back to his senses from the spiritual shock of the Hundred-Handed Evil Buddha, and his eyes suddenly cracked.

With a sharp roar, Gang rushed up majestically, and punched towards Sword Mountain!

"Open it for me!"

The roar exploded, stirring the surface of the lake.

He will break through the sword mountain with strength.

He is a fourth grade, and his body is strong, he can!

In the middle of the roar, the flesh and blood punched into the sword mountain.

And then, there was no then.

The roar stopped abruptly.

Zhou Hai's body was crushed by Sword Mountain, and it was instantly exploded into countless pieces of minced meat, scattered in all directions......

Sword Mountain vanished, leaving only a patch of blood and wreckage, which rained down on the surface of the lake.

Luo Hong was directly on the surface of the lake, and the sword of the Evil Bead was suspended on his shoulder.

He sat down cross-legged, sparkling, as if there was a remnant sun, like a dream.

On the surface of the lake, a faint sound flutters.

"Come again. ”

"Next. ”

PS: The second update, and then ask for the next monthly pass and recommended ticket wow~