Dead, the Meteor Sword Sect's royal city is dead.

A three-grade sword cultivator, who felt the power of heaven and earth, and dared to draw a sword to heaven and earth, was killed by Luo Hong in a shocking way.

Only the blood mist in the sky was left flying.

The entire Roselle Lake is covered with rich blood today, so thick that people can't help but be disgusted, and the initiator of all this is the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue on the lakeside.

Extremely arrogant and domineering.

Kill one with one sword.

As long as he dares to enter the lake, Luo Hong will dare to kill.

I thought that if the third-grade monk made a move, maybe the situation would be better, and he would be able to suppress Luo Hong's domineering power.

However, the result is still the same, the battle between Wang Cheng and Luo Hong is just between lightning and flint, the confrontation between the two sides is extremely fast, and the result is also extremely fast.

Wang Cheng's strength is not weak, the three-grade sword maniac, in terms of sword cultivation, although it is not called a great sword cultivation, but it can be regarded as a famous person, and he is a first-class good player in the rivers and lakes.

However, he still died so miserably.

Five products, reverse sword to kill three products.

It's not as tough as you think.

Between the flower boats, many third-grade monks who were about to make a move suddenly retracted their pace.

Wang Cheng's death was like a cold wind, blowing a little sober for them, making them ask themselves if they could survive if they went to war.

Did they win the royal city?

If you can't win, just like the monks of the Zhou family before, making a move is just sending you to death.

It only added jokes, and it added Luo Hong's domineering and arrogant sword momentum.

And Luo Hong's next words made everyone look at each other and turn red.

"Is there anyone else?"

Aren't all people there?

However, how many people dare to come forward?

The blood of Wang Cheng is still floating in the air, which shows that Luo Hong does have the strength to kill the three products.

Although Wang Cheng is a newcomer to the third grade, and he has not even climbed the Great Xia Xuanbang, his strength is not weak.

However, he still died tragically.

Do they dare to go on?!

Don't...... Is this really the end of this sword appreciation competition?

If no one climbs the lake to fight with Luo Hong, then what is the point of this sword appreciation conference?

The Drifting Snow Sword belongs to Luo Hong, which is a sure thing.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward and weird.

It's ridiculous.

There were so many masters present, and there were also many third-grade monks, but no one dared to respond to its edge, and no one dared to make a move, making the figure of the five-grade in the lake dazzling.

The center of the flower boat above.

Wei Qiansui held his hands and squinted.

He really didn't expect that Luo Hong could be so strong, and Wang Cheng's death was, in his opinion, a little too easy.

The two little eunuchs behind him were also a little dignified.

"Luo Hong, I'm afraid that I have the strength of the Great Xia Xuanbang. ”

They said earnestly and respectfully.

"Perhaps, His Royal Highness the Prince's rules are set too low, if the second-grade masters are allowed to fight, Luo Hong will die. ”

Another little eunuch also spoke.

Wei Qiansui pinched the white hair hanging from his ears and temples, and glanced at the little eunuch, "Mouthy." ”

"How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not know, but if Erpin is allowed to make a move, then Luo Hong will still come?"

The little eunuch froze for a moment and lowered his head in shame.

Wei Qiansui retracted his gaze, and his voice resounded faintly with a somewhat sharp voice: "It's okay, how can he be arrogant no matter what? Since the prince ordered our family to hold a sword appreciation conference, if Luo Hong doesn't come, it's fine, since he comes, our family naturally wants him to come and go." ”

"Go and inform Yu Sanchuan of the Feiliu Sword Pavilion that you don't watch the show anymore, it's time to end it. ”

Wei Qiantose said.

When the embarrassed little eunuch heard this, he was shocked.

"Yu Sanchuan, the young pavilion master of the Feiliu Sword Pavilion, the eighteenth of the Great Xia Xuan List?!"

"It turns out that His Highness has already made arrangements!"

The little eunuch took a deep breath, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then he bowed down and retreated, turning into a streamer and sweeping out of the central flower boat.

Wei Qiansui held his hands, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he stared at Luo Hong.

Is this son demonstrating against him?

If you kill a non-mainstream Sanpin who can't even enter the Xuanbang, you dare to demonstrate to our family, but our family wants to see if your sword is still sharp in the face of the Xuanbang monk.

Moreover, even if Yu Sanchuan of the Feiliu Sword Pavilion didn't make a move, the people of the Great Chu Wu family would also make a move.

Luo Hong really thought that this sword appreciation conference was so simple?

Scold......

Since you dare to put it out, it is natural that you Luo Hong will not be able to go back.

......

Guixiang Building high-rise.

Lao Huang grinned with yellow teeth and exclaimed: "It's so powerful, the fifth rank crosses the rank and kills the third grade!

Chu Tiannan pouted: "What is that royal city, the Xuanbang has not yet entered, and this marquis can also easily kill it, and it will not be much slower than Luo Hong." ”

"Killing a royal city is nothing, and the next thing is the main thing. ”

"There are no weak people in the three grades of the Xuanbang. ”

"Since the prince has set up such a scheme, he will naturally not simply let Luo Hong break the game, he must arrange for the three products of the Xuanbang, and let the top ten of the Xuanbang make a move, it is unlikely, so it may be that after the top ten of the Xuanbang, before the twenty, there are actually only a handful of people who use swords in between. ”

Chutian South Road.

"If that's really the case, Luo Hong is in danger. ”

"Unless, he can break out again the void of the saint who fought with me at the beginning, however, I don't think it's very likely, that time, I always think it's a coincidence, and it's in the Dongshan Academy, so Luo Hong can break out with the help of the right time and place, if such means can break out casually, then wouldn't he Luo Hong be invincible?"

When Lao Huang heard this, he also sniffled.

nodded thoughtfully, you are the little marquis, what you said is right.

You lost because the timing was wrong.

Chu Tiannan looked at Luoshen Lake, the blood in his body was faintly boiling, and one person was in charge of blocking the entire sword appreciation conference.

What a heroic, how domineering.

"Only in this way is my Chu Tiannan's lifelong enemy. ”

Chu Tiannan's eyes shone brightly.

......

The surrounding Jianghu guests also fell into a dead silence.

They were shocked by the death of Wang Cheng, a third-rank monk was beaten to death in front of their eyes, beaten to death by a fifth-rank monk, what kind of demeanor was this?

Originally, many Jianghu guests felt that Luo Hong dared to obstruct the conference alone, but it was just the arrogance of a young man, and the manpower was sometimes poor, and Luo Hong was exhausted after all.

But now it seems that this is not the case, Luo Hong is really confident, confident in his own strength, and dares to block the lake with a sword.

Demons!

Peerless Demons!

The fifth grade is more than the second order and the third grade is definitely the style of a peerless demon.

The second on the yellow list is well deserved.

On the shore of Roselle Lake, a dense group of Jianghu guests surrounded by rivers and lakes all gasped, they watched a good show today.

It's really too much of an eye addiction.

Their gaze shifted sideways and landed on the silent flower boats on the lakeside.

Those people in the flower boat, are there any people who have made a move?

If not, is this sword appreciation tournament over?

Luo Hong guarded Luo Hongchen's sword with a domineering attitude.

Luo Hong stood, staring, arrogant, domineering, and ruthless......

He is dressed in white, like a white-clothed sword fairy, left behind and independent, the sparkling surface of Roselle Lake, more and more set off him, radiant.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, the sound of clapping hands resounded between the flower boats.

In the flower boat of the Feiliu Sword Pavilion, a white-clothed young man with a sword box on his back leaned against the bulkhead of the ship, looking at Luo Hong with a smile.

"It's a good story of blocking the lake with a sword, defeating all the opponents in the world, and winning the famous sword alone. ”

"Wang Cheng's strength is good, I thought it would be enough for him to make a move, but he was really killed by you. ”

"I didn't think I needed to do it, but I didn't expect that I still had to do it. ”

The young man smiled, like a cordial conversation between neighbors, but the murderous intent in the words made people's hairs stand on end slightly.

Luo Hong looked at this person, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he felt the pressure.

That's right, the other party gave him great depression, compared to Wang Cheng, this person's breath is like a mountain peak, and the coercion of heaven and earth is also extremely strong.

"Who are you?"

Luo Hong said.

"Feiliu Sword Pavilion, Yu Sanchuan. The young man in white said with a smile.

"It's a blessing to be able to kill you. ”

The people around them, seeing the young man in white, all exclaimed.

No one would have thought that there was such a big guy hidden in the flower boat of the Feiliu Sword Pavilion, which had never moved!

"Yu Sanchuan, the eighteenth on the Great Xia Xuanlist!"

"Has the master of the Xuanbang appeared? It's still here after all!"

"It's over, Yu Sanchuan is the young pavilion master of the Feiliu Sword Pavilion, and his swordsmanship is extremely strong, and he is the son of Luo Hong...... I can't hold it. ”

Many of the people behind the white jade fence sighed.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Although Luo Hong is second on the yellow list, he is only on the yellow list.

The Yellow List only includes young monks of the fourth rank and below, and who are not more than twenty-five years old.

The Xuanbang is different, and the Xuanbang includes all three-grade monks.

Therefore, in terms of strength alone, the Xuanbang crushed the Yellow List, however, the Yellow List represents talent and potential, and it includes the Tianjiao of the whole world, which is not comparable to the Great Xia Xuanbang.

On the shores of Lake Roselle.

The atmosphere began to become serious and grim.

Yuan Blind frowned, Yu Sanchuan, the eighteenth on the Xuan List...... Sure enough, this is a pit.

On the eighteenth of the Xuan Bang, Ye Luce and Chu Tiannan met, and they all had to run.

Those who can enter the Xuan List are not weak.

"It's almost over......"

Yuan Blind took a deep breath, this battle is over, and it will almost be the time for Tu Qian to see the dagger.

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Blind moved his body on the carriage, which was a small warm-up, and he would have to toss this old bone well.

on Lake Roselle.

Luo Hong's eyes fluctuated and he laughed.

"Xuanbang?"

Luo Hong said with a smile.

"Young Pavilion Master of Feiliu Sword Pavilion?"

Yu Sanchuan, a young man in white, smiled faintly, stepped off the flower boat, stepped on the lake like walking on the ground, shook his head and sighed: "Actually, I'm not interested in the position of the young pavilion master, I pursue the Sword Immortal Avenue, the young pavilion master or something, it will disturb my heart, I don't like it very ......much."

Luo Hong's eyebrows raised slightly.

Person...... It's a pretense.

The corners of Luo Hong's mouth arced: "What you said makes a lot of sense......

"I am also often troubled by my identity as the grandson of the King of Zhenbei, the son of General Luo, and the disciple of the master...... I understand your feelings. ”

Luo Hong said.

When Yu Sanchuan heard this, his face suddenly froze.

!

You've met your opponent!

Luo Hong looked at Yu Sanchuan, and his smile became brighter: "I understand you, so I can help you...... Help you free yourself from the position of the young pavilion master. ”

"To die is to be liberated. ”

Luo Honglang's laughter lingered on the surface of the lake.

Yu Sanchuan also laughed, his white clothes were flying, and he was very crazy......

However, it is normal for Tianjiao to be arrogant, especially sword cultivation, even more crazy.

A sword cultivator who is not crazy is not a good sword cultivator......

The killing machine gradually surged.

Yu Sanchuan's white clothes fluttered, raised his hand, and slowly raised, the sword in the sword box suddenly came out of the sheath.

There seems to be the sound of gurgling water lingering between heaven and earth.

Flying Swordsmanship!

Officially certified first-class sect swordsmanship!

The sword qi between heaven and earth is converging rapidly, and the lake water is rolling up, like a big dragon drawing water.

Thundered!

There seemed to be a roar between heaven and earth, as if a waterfall rushed into the nine heavens, and finally turned into a flying stream.

"I have a sword to kill you. ”

Yu Sanchuan said in a deep voice.

"The stream went straight down three thousand feet. ”

Yu Sanchuan chanted aloud in his mouth.

When the words fell, his sword, accompanied by a sonic boom and a sword groan, rushed into the sky, constantly going up, going up......

The water in Lake Roselle was constantly rolled up into the sky.

The surface of Lake Roselle is three feet lower.

Yu Sanchuan was dressed in white hunting, his hair was flying, and his eyes were shining.

Luo Hong's white clothes were also flying, and the pure Jun sword hung beside him, as quiet as a virgin.

Yu Sanchuan's power reached the extreme at this moment, and with loud laughter, there was suddenly one sword light after another in his sword box.

The sword fingers in his hand were lightly pinched, and around his body, in the white clothes, circle after circle of sword qi surged like a fountain, like thunder on the ground.

Many Jianghu guests were stunned.

"The three-rank monk can draw the power of heaven and earth for his own use...... This Yu Sanchuan is much stronger than the King City!"

"It's so strong! The power of heaven and earth is wrapped in a sword, no wonder there is confidence to say that a sword kills Luo Hong. ”

"If Yu Sanchuan can kill Luo Hong with one sword, he may be able to break through the shackles, and then go up the floor to squeeze into the fifteenth of the Xuanbang, and the sword momentum accumulated by Luo Hong's previous killing of the enemy will all be used as a wedding dress for him!"

There are discerning people, staring and speaking.

The noisy sound gradually quieted down, and between heaven and earth, only the sound of sword qi rolling on the lakeside was resounding.

On Lake Roselle, white to white.

This is a contest between swordsmen in white.

Luo Hong smiled.

His hair was constantly stirred by the sword qi, and the huge pressure did make Luo Hong a little breathless.

Luo Hong turned his head to look at the central flower boat, and looked at Wei Qiansui on the flower boat.

The corners of his mouth became more and more curved, and gradually turned into a sarcastic smile.

"This ...... Is that the hole card you arranged to kill me?"

Wei Qiansui's brocade robe was flying, his hands were behind his back, and he looked at Luo Hong.

Luo Hong raised his head and laughed.

Laugh heartily.

took out the human skin booklet from his bosom and wrote the name of "Yu Sanchuan" in a chic and elegant manner.

Yu Sanchuan's eyes were like torches.

The sword is pointed at the sky.

The next moment, his eyes froze, and the power of heaven and earth converged.

The soles of his feet slammed into the lake.

A circle of ripples seemed to be a lotus blooming, and a white robe rose to the sky, pushing the sword lake on the sky to the sky.

100 feet, 1,000 feet, 3,000 feet!

It seems to be pushed up to the sky and into the gate of heaven.

"It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!"

A sharp roar.

The next moment, countless sword qi erupted!

Thundered!

It seems to be a rainstorm like a pillar, and it seems to be a waterfall that smashes and blocks the boulder, and the flow goes straight down!

Between heaven and earth, only the cathartic sword waterfall remains.

It seems to be a silver heavenly sword, slashed from the Nine Heavens!

One sword, kill Luo Hong!

And Luo Hong raised his head, and the Feiliu Sword Waterfall in front of him still laughed endlessly.

Luo Hong stretched out his hand and kept it on the center of his eyebrows, and the blue mana crystals on his eyebrows seemed to be wailing, instantly dimmed, and Luo Hong directly sucked away twenty years of mana.

"Nine swords, dragons. ”

With Luo Hong's roar.

Twenty years of mana-wrapped sword qi made Luo Hong's aura rise steadily.

Suddenly a killing machine broke out, as if the heavens and the earth were repeated.

Infinite sword qi swept through Luo Hong's body, and outside his body, he turned into a white python entrenched on Roselle Lake, and the white python probe, stretched his waist, and rose to the sky.

The white python soars into the sky, turns into a white dragon, and then turns into a white dragon!

Flying dragon in the sky!

The flying dragon hits the sword waterfall.

The sword waterfall suddenly went against the current!

Poof!

Yu Sanchuan's eyes shrank, and he was instantly engulfed by the inverted sword waterfall, and the sword qi white dragon also swept over.

Boom!

There was only a loud bang left between heaven and earth.

Yu Sanchuan's body was high in the air, like a withered broken flower, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he was powerless to fly upside down......

Defeat Yu Sanchuan with one sword!

However, just when everyone was paying attention to the situation of Yu Sanchuan in the sky.

On Lake Roselle!

A shocking sword aura suddenly erupted from a flower boat.

The swordsman in the Wu family's flower boat who had been waiting for a long time was at the moment when Luo Hong had exhausted his mana for twenty years and his qi machine fell.

The sword in the box is out!

Countless suppressed sword qi erupted from the sword box, holding the sword and rushing towards Luo Hong.

Pull the debut remnant on Lake Roselle.

The tip of the sword approached Luo Hong.

And Luo Hong is in the new force just out, the old force has not been born.

If you want to defend, it's definitely too late.

The middle-aged swordsman of the Wu family raised the corners of his mouth, and he was strategizing until now, and this was the opportunity he was waiting for.

If you don't come out of the sword, you will kill it!

With his third-grade cultivation of the fifteenth rank of the Great Chu Xuanbang, this blow will be successful!

If you change to the second product, you may have to drink hate!

Countless people around the rivers and lakes exclaimed, and the change in the situation caught them off guard.

Wave after wave of changes in the situation made them almost suffocate.

The Wu family's swordsman's despicable shot made everyone terrified, and they were all stunned.

Suddenly.

The corners of the Wu family's middle-aged swordsman's mouth froze.

But he saw Luo Hong turn his head suddenly, staring at him with bloodshot and murderous intent in his eyes, half a mask appeared in his hand, and when his breath fell rapidly, he suddenly exhaled the mask on his face.

In an instant, the black hair turned into silver threads!

And Luo Hong's rapidly falling breath suddenly stopped, not only stopped, but even ......

Suddenly skyrocketed!

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