After a long drought, there comes rain.

happy!

Under the spotlight, Luo Hong pinched Cui Kui, a fourth-level evil cultivator, to death, but his heart felt as sweet as eating honey.

Good guy!

As expected, all evil cultivators are good people!

Luo Hongzheng was worried that the evil spirit in his Dantian had not recovered, which made him lose a lot of trump cards for this trip to Jiangling Mansion. And the appearance of Cui Kui was like a ray of sunshine tearing apart everything in the endless darkness, making Luo Hong

Hong felt warm all over.

It turns out that this is...there is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world!

Let go.

Cui Kui was sucked out of the evil spirit, and his body, which had his neck broken, suddenly lost all strength. His face showed the panic before death, disbelief, and... doubt about life.

His pupils seemed to reflect the shock of discovering a huge secret.

Boom.

With a crisp sound, Cui Kui's body fell into the Luoshen Lake, as if it had entered the arms of the Luoshen, and sank powerlessly to the bottom of the lake.

On the lake, Luo Hong stood tall in white clothes and the pure Jun sword floated quietly beside him.

The energy of Zhengyang became more and more dazzling, making many people feel a bit dazzling when they looked directly at it, and even felt like crying.

So...so bright!

There are also countless "positive" characters blooming above the head. Each positive character is the mantra of a saint. So many positive characters are like stars in the night sky, twinkling and shining.

Dead silence, silence.

Cui Kui, who was number 11 on the yellow list, had peak fourth-level strength and was the genius of the Ghost Sword Sect, but in the hands of Luo Hong... he was killed instantly!

No, it should be said that it has been purified!

The evil power in Cui Kui's body posed no threat at all in front of Luo Hong, and was completely purified.

Is this the restraint of the system?

"Second on the yellow list, really strong!"

"Fifth-grade Confucianism cultivator, ask about your state of mind!"

"Luo Hong is still a disciple of the Master and an orthodox Confucianism cultivator. Cui Kui is confused and dares to provoke a Confucianism cultivator."

"How long has it been since Luo Hong became his disciple? Cui Kui probably didn't expect that Luo Hong would become a fifth-grade Confucian cultivator..."

The surrounding quacks watching the battle, as well as the monks in the flower boats, all sighed longly.

Cui Kyu, what a pity.

The eleventh on the yellow list, the evil cultivator at the peak of the fourth rank, may even become the leader of the Ghost Sword Sect in the future.

However, he died inexplicably in this sword appreciation competition.

The Ghost Sword Sect can also be considered a sword cultivator, but it is a different type of sword cultivator that combines evil spirits with swordsmanship to form a unique ghost swordsmanship.

It is very powerful, and there are also top experts in the sect.

Even if you meet Chu Tiannan, who was once number two on the yellow list, even if you can't win, you can use the evil cultivator's weird methods to return your whole body.

However, when Cui Kui met Luo Hong, not to mention retreating, all the evil spirits in his body were purified.

It's too awful……

The essence of evil cultivation lies in the accumulation of evil power. As a result, evil evil was evaporated and there was no threat in an instant. Luo Hong easily broke his neck.

Death is miserable.

However, many people were also excited because they discovered that Luo Hong had closed his eyes.

It seems to be calming down.

"Cui Kui is number 11 on the yellow list after all! Even if Luo Hong kills Cui Kui, it will definitely cost him a lot. Although he is a Confucianism cultivator, it takes a lot of spiritual power for a Confucianism cultivator to purify evil spirits. He is consuming a lot of energy at the moment.

It’s huge!”

"He closes his eyes to recover. Don't give him too many chances to recover!"

"This is our chance. We thought this guy was an iron man, but it turns out he gets tired too!"

Suddenly, muffled voices lingered among the flower boats.

Many people feel that their opportunity has come!

While you are sick, I will kill you!

kill!

Wow!

The flower boat swayed, and one stream of energy soared into the sky.

The people on the lakeside all shrank their eyes, some sneered, some curled their lips in contempt, and some sighed secretly.

Luo Hong is crazy, but he is still human after all...

Wheel fighting is very shameless, but the effect is very obvious. It happens again and again, although Luo Hong kills the opponent with thunderous means every time, shocking all parties.

However, once he shows signs of fatigue, those people who are ready to move will reveal their ferocious minions to tear Luo Hong apart.

in the crowd.

The woman wearing a veil and carrying a piano case frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

These people are really shamelessly engaging in wheel battles. If this continues...

Luo Hong might really be unable to bear it.

The most important thing is...the third-grade monks haven't taken action yet.

So far, those who have taken action have been fifth- and fourth-grade monks. Once a third-grade monk takes action, Luo Hong will definitely be in a hard fight.

He couldn't protect Piaoxue Sword.

Thinking of this, the woman's eyes showed sadness. Luo Hongchen's sword was now regarded as a reward, and even had to be guarded by his descendants at the risk of their lives.

I feel a little sad for no reason.

On the carriage.

Blind Yuan sat quietly, his old face covered with ravines. Although he could not see, his ears were very sharp and he could clearly hear the rustling of people around him.

However, he was very calm. Did killing Xie Xiu really cost the young master a lot?

No one really thinks that way, right?

A Confucian cultivator who possesses the virtual form of a saint is definitely the nemesis of evil cultivators!

A whole body of righteous energy is enough to purify evil cultivators. The young master has not even used the virtual form of a saint. How much can it cost?

However, Blind Yuan still frowned.

Because, with Cui Kui's death, there are gradually third-grade monks in the flower boat who are ready to move.

Those third-grade monks who were watching the excitement were ready to take action.

This Sword Appreciation Tournament stipulates that only those of second rank can participate, so third rank... is considered the ceiling for this Sword Appreciation Tournament.

Of course, there are strong and weak third-grade ones, but even if they are weak, they won't be too weak.

Therefore, what follows is even more dangerous for Luo Hong.

The world seemed to have become quiet.

All forces are watching.

In a low building in the distance, Magistrate Zhang and the commander of the army were watching.

On the upper floor of Guixiang Building, Chu Tiannan and Lao Huang were also looking at it.

The visitors behind the white jade stone railing held their breath, and everyone in the flower boat looked at them jokingly.

On the flower boat in the center, Wei Qiansui squinted his eyes, smiling but not smiling, with amusement.

The atmosphere began to gradually become colder.

The setting sun gradually began to disappear as it went down the mountain, seemingly half swallowed by Luoshen Lake, leaving only half a boiled egg yolk, emitting a dim yellow halo.

On the lake, the rich blood disappeared.

A man in white clothes stood there, eyes closed, still.

In the flower boat, a dashing young swordsman pointed his toes on the edge of the flower boat and swung out directly, like a flying hero stepping on the snow and mud, without causing any fluctuations in the lake surface.

This control of power is truly amazing.

"Aren't you that crazy? If you want to stop this sword appreciation meeting alone, then let me meet you."

A faint sound lingered, vibrating on the lake.
To be continued...