Chapter 47: ?Who said that the 7th grade cannot be killed

The heavy rain continued to rain, like Tiangong was angry.
In the atrium of Zhao's Mansion, which was ravaged by the torrential rain, Zhao Donghan let out a deep roar, and slaughtered the two seventh-rank martial artists endlessly.
His fierceness and fear of death, his life-threatening tactics made the two seventh-rank martial artists a little bit jealous.
One person entangled the two, but Zhao Donghan was anxious.
Because there is still a seventh-rank Taoist practitioner in the main hall, and the son Taoist alone, he is anxious.
How does the 9th rank fight the 7th rank?
Although the gap between low-grade products is not as huge as among high-grade products, how easy is it to fight across the second-grade?
"piss off!"
Zhao Donghan roared, his blood was steaming, and he threw his fists against the rain curtain. The two seventh-rank martial artists were cold and cold, and they also punched.
Two fists against four hands.
The exploded sky raindrops continued to break apart, blowing up clouds of water mist.
Zhao Donghan took steps, his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, but they slipped out several meters, his legs were worn and dripped with blood.
His fists were even more distorted in bone, and the skin on his fists was blurred, revealing ferocious bones.
far away.
The two seventh-rank martial artists stood there, their blood qi evaporating all over their bodies, and the violent qi and blood formed a vague blood coat on their bodies.
Staring at Zhao Donghan with cold eyes.
But when he saw Zhao Donghan stand up swayingly, his throat growled, he actually leaned over and stepped on a three-foot splash of water and charged.
"I used to kill the Huren with General Saibei!"
Zhao Donghan roared sharply, his eyes reddened instantly, "Today, I must protect my son when I die!"
The cold night sky, rainstorm like pillars.
Drop by drop, covering the depressed earth.
Zhao Donghan hugged a person lazily, and kept rushing forward, letting the opponent's strong elbow smash his back.
Coughing up blood.
With one enemy and two, fighting for life may not be able to win. Zhao Donghan knew in his heart that all he could do was to hold the two of them.
Waiting for Steward Chen to come to the rescue!
...
Nine products kill seven products?
Can this be said?
Wei Wuxian came from the Great Zhou to perform a secret mission to kill the sons of Luo Rentu, who had just returned to the northern part of the country to slaughter 100,000 soldiers, and destroyed the relationship between the Zhenbei King and Luo Rentu, and detonated the relationship between the Zhenbei King and the Crown Prince. contradiction.
He also sighed, how innocent the son and young lady of the Luo family were, they became the victims of the court dispute.
But I never thought that the Luo family's son was such an arrogant generation.
There is still an eighth rank between the 9th and 7th ranks, unless the Luo Family Master obtains the true inheritance of the Dragon Sword, there is a slight possibility that the 9th rank can kill the 7th rank.
What's more, he was a Taoist practitioner who came out of Longhu Mountain in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has practiced on Longhu Mountain for many years, and he is not an ordinary monk of the small school.
Luo Hong held the sword and looked at Wei Wuxian calmly.
This Zhao Mansion is indeed a pit.
Luo Hong was not sure at first, but now it is certain.
Three seventh-ranks came to kill him, Luo Hong never thought, could it be that his evil cultivator identity was exposed?
Otherwise, why would he be killed by the three seventh-grade sons of his ordinary landlord's son?
Where does Luo Hong save his face?
But thinking of what Wei Wuxian said before, he might be the heir of the general, Luo Hong?
Luo Hong frowned, thinking about his mysteriously missing cheap landlord father. Maybe... it was related to this missing father?
Thinking of this, Luo Hong couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief.
People have disappeared, and they left such a mess for their son and daughter.
What an incompetent father.
In Luo Hong's memory, the honest and simple face of his father gave a deep impression.
Will the father pay the debt?
Luo Hong held the sword and moved his gaze to Wei Wuxian, who was floating with black and yellow talisman paper.
"Bewitching Zhao Mansion, kidnapping my sister, planning to kill me, can you tell me why?"
Luo Hong asked.
Wei Wuxian raised his hand, a piece of black yellow paper rippling like seaweed at his fingertips.
"It's just your bad background. Now, most of the world wants your brother and sister to die."
Wei Wuxian smiled.
"Die early and get free, otherwise you will be crazy if you feel the suppressive malice brought by this world."
Wei Wuxian's words made Luo Hong curl his lips.
He and Luo Xiaoxiao will die for most of the world?
This shocked Luo Hong's heart a little, but after the shock, he felt a little nameless anger.
Who did he and Xiao Xiao provoke? !
Why should we die? !
Luo Hong's eyes gradually became indifferent. He was not a good person. From the time he obtained the villain's manual, Luo Hong determined to be a bad person.
Now it seems that the world... is forcing him to be a big villain.
"Well, if you know less, it will be less painful to die. Otherwise, you will be unwilling on Huangquan Road, full of resentment, and you will not even be able to enter the road of reincarnation."
Wei Wuxian's slender hand pointed to Luo Hong and said.
call out!
The sharp sound suddenly covered the roar of the rainstorm and tore the silence of the night.
The black paper was burned by flames out of thin air.
Luo Hong held the sword, his eyes condensed, and he found nine burning fireballs floating above the main hall.
"Daoshu!"
Luo Hong stared at him, remembering Wei Wuxian's self-introduction, he had taken care of his name before.
Only now did I remember that Wei Wuxian mentioned Dragon Tiger Mountain in his self-introduction.
"Great Zhou, Dragon Tiger Mountain?"
Luo Hongdao.
"Are you from the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
Luo Hong said coldly.
Wei Wuxian laughed coldly, waved his hands, sheets of mysterious yellow talisman paper were constantly entrenched all over his body, each talisman paper was as sharp as a dagger, swept like a whirlwind, and wanted to cut off Luo Hong's head.
Luo Hong swung his sword fiercely and slashed at the flames.
The tremendous strength caused Luo Hong's expression to change slightly, and his body was forced to retreat continuously.
Wei Wuxian swept away as if everything was under control.
The door to the main hall of Zhao's mansion was immediately closed and sealed to death, cutting off Luo Hong's escape route.
Luo Hong's back hit the door fiercely, and the nine fireballs came with scorching heat, as if to burn Luo Hong into fly ashes!
Luo Hong didn't care, and rolled over on the ground in embarrassment.
He got up, picked up the bodies of several guards with one hand, and collided with the fireball.
The bodies that collided were burnt into coke in an instant.
Luo Hong held the sword in one hand, his expression gloomy as stagnant.
The Jian Qi in the meridians in the body circulates wildly.
One, two, three...
Stack the sword!
In a flash, five layers were stacked, and there were sharp auras all over.
Wei Wuxian's eyes narrowed, "Good talent! Even the genius swordsman of Daxia Liu family guarding the sword tomb would not dare to do so."
Luo Hong folded his sword in one hand, and on the other side kept grabbing the corpses on the ground to resist the constant fireballs.
As for the mysterious yellow talisman paper, such as dozens of dagger chief scrolls, Luo Hong could only dodge between fleeing.
However, many wounds were cut on his body, and blood was spilled, and the white clothes that were soaked in red were dyed.
"If you succeed in stacking your sword, I am afraid that you will have the peak combat power of the eighth rank. As my Taoist cultivation status, that sword will suffer a small loss."
"Kill you quickly."
Wei Wuxian's eyes gradually lost his emotions and became murderous.
A piece of talisman paper slipped out of his generous sleeves, which was different from the black and yellow talisman paper. It was a red talisman paper with the symbol of Xuanqi painted in gold and ink.
The red rune paper was thrown sharply.
Luo Hong only felt the pressure in the whole hall soaring.
However, the talisman was soaring in the air and turned into a scarlet armored soldier. The armored soldier was dressed in red armor, holding a halberd, and smashing his head against Luo Hong.
If a halberd is split, Luo Hong is afraid that he will be split in half.
"Talk about one-on-one, shameless stuff."
Luo Hong cursed.
Wei Wuxian's face twitched, he didn't speak, he used the 7th rank to fight the 9th rank, and he also used the red rune armor.
however……
At this time, Luo Hong laughed.
He stared at Wei Wuxian faintly.
"do you know?"
"My son likes to deal with your fragile monks the most."
Luo Hongdao.
Wei Wuxian was in control of the scarlet rune armor, and he was taken aback when he heard this.
What do you mean?
Luo Hong was filled with nine sword auras, feeling the sharp tingling pain in the meridians, and the murderous rush.
A sword struck out, and the thick sword aura seemed to illuminate every corner of the main hall.
The Fu Jia halberd slashed, and Luo Hong's sword pierced through the air, colliding with the halberd, making a harsh roar.
"stand up!"
In the explosion, there was a deep voice resounding as if singing.
Wei Wuxian only felt chills all over his body.
However, he saw that Luo Hong, who was covered in blood, was shining like a Changhong shining through the sun, and his eyes were almost blinded.
However, in the main hall.
Those dead guards, as well as the dead Patriarch Zhao's corpses, were actually squirming like black ink.
Afterwards...
The shadows of these corpses actually climbed up from the ground, and they turned into substance.
Upon seeing this, Wei Wuxian only felt chills surge from the soles of his feet.
This... sorcery? !
This Luo Hong... evil repair? !
"Jie Jie Jie..."
suddenly.
Wei Wuxian was cold behind him.
I don't know when, in his shadow, a burly figure stood and hugged him abruptly. The strength of the eighth-rank martial arts level made Wei Wuxian unable to break free!
"you……"
Wei Wuxian was shocked.
Luo Hong was stained with blood and curled his lips.
"Say one-on-one, you don't want it."
The summoned evil shadow full of the house flew up and entangled the scarlet armor soldier.
Hu Zhishui's evil shadow "Jie Jie" sneered.
Luo Hong's sword tip reached the ground, his hands folded on the handle, looking at Wei Wuxian, slowly raised his smooth chin.
"Who said seven products~EbookFREE.me~ can't be killed."
Hu Zhishui Xieying's scarlet eyes suddenly lit up like a lit candle, and he stretched out his hand to clasp Wei Wuxian's mouth, and the high-speed rotating crutch directly pierced out with a sonic boom of vibrating air.
Penetrating into Wei Wuxian's mouth, twisting his mouth, piercing through the back of his jaw, penetrated his entire head!
Wei Wuxian's body that was firmly held by Di Shan Xie Ying twitched like a fish.
Evil repair!
This son is actually an evil repair!
The light in his eyes was full of grief and unwillingness, staring at Luo Hong, who was full of positive yang, and gradually lost his vitality.
Do not look down.
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