Chapter 137: ? I'll be happy for you

Long Street in Anping County bleeds again.
The corpse was spread out, bloody.
At this moment, the soldiers and horses brought by Dali Temple and the military department began to rout. They even lost their intent to fight and the intent to fight for their lives.
The main reason is that the opponent they encounter is the kind of indestructible and inexhaustible existence, and once they die, they will turn into dark shadows and attack their colleagues...
What a chilling and terrifying method is this? !
Similar to the Taoist Gu Ling dispatch generals.
However, the Dao Sect's Gu Ling dispatch general... is that true!
Luo Feng and the county magistrate Liu were stunned, especially Luo Feng, with his fifth-grade martial arts strength, at this moment, the whole body was cold, and Luo Hong became stronger and stronger.
If it weren't for any evil aura in these shadows, Luo Feng, who often dealt with evil cultivators, even thought it was some kind of evil means.
No, it's more evil than evil!
One person against an army, what kind of evil is this? !
Although this army has only five hundred people, this is not an ordinary five-hundred-man army composed of mortals. Every soldier is a ninth-rank martial artist. Among them, there are eight-rank leaders. The court smashed a lot of resources out of the team.
Luo Hong killed hundreds of mobs on Long Street at the beginning, but compared with that time, it was completely different.
How can the mob compare with these troops?
These five hundred troops, the massacre of thousands of people and even ten thousand mobs are just easy things!
However, at this moment, the army was completely defeated and continued to flee.
Not just them.
Zhao Donghan, Red Sleeve is also inexplicably horrified, they are now truly seeing Luo Hong's strength.
"No wonder the son can chase Yelu in the secret realm..."
"For me, I have to run when I meet a monster like the son."
Zhao Donghan murmured.
Hong Xiu's eyes were shining, and he didn't expect that the weak young man was already so strong now.
Around the Long Street, watching the lively jokes and people is even more creepy.
The shadows that sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain are simply chilling.
"What is this? Is it an evil method?"
Some people from all walks of life spoke tremblingly.
"Bah! Evil you big-headed ghost! Young Master Luohong is an example of justice in Anping County, how could his method be an evil repair method?! Something that hasn’t been seen, this is a Dao Sect’s custodial general!"
"I'm young, don't lie to me, what will the Dao Sect's Gu Lingqian be like?"
The guests looked at each other and almost quarreled.
And their quarrel did not affect Luo Hong.
The mountain of swords formed by the seventy-two evil bead swords moved like a fairy mountain, and smashed under the pressure of Luo Hong's sword fingers.
Ouyang Fei was swallowed instantly.
Luo Hong felt that it was impossible for Ouyang Fei to stop him. Ouyang Fei was a monk, but his cultivation level was not strong. He was only an eighth-rank Confucian cultivation. What he really was strong was his official power as a third-ranking official.
Unfortunately, this official prestige is invalid to Luo Hong.
Can't stop Jianshan either.
This sword mountain is the swordsmanship cultivated by Gong Hao's Six Kunlun, which is extremely powerful.
Although Luo Hong did not wear the mask of the evil monarch at the moment, the power that broke out also reached the fifth rank attack!
This time, Ouyang Fei must die, right?
Luo Hong squinted.
In the shadow of the goshawk, Xiaodouhua clasped Luo Hong's skirt tightly and stared at Ouyang Fei, who was covered by the sword mountain below.
If Ouyang Fei died, her blood feud would also be repaid.
Ok?
Suddenly, Luo Hong's eyes condensed.
Ouyang Fei... not dead!
Jianshan, was blocked!
A carriage driver, however, appeared, raised his hand, and supported the Jianshan that Luo Hong had pressed.
This coachman was Ouyang Fei's coachman, and took him all the way from Beijing to Anping County.
"The Six Kunluns who imitated Sitianyuan Gonghao even surpassed the original trick... As expected, Luo Hong who can chase Yelu."
A faint voice came from the driver's mouth.
Ouyang Fei was pressed down on the ground by Jianshan's pressure, with her head disheveled. His skin had already been cut with blood from Jianshan's sword energy, and the whole person was extremely embarrassed.
However, he did not die, he did not die on the ground.
He roared frantically.
"Hurry up! Kill him! Kill him!"
The coachman glanced at Ouyang Fei, a sneer flashed across his eyes.
After that, he raised his hand and flicked his fingers.
Knock your finger like a mystery.
Boom!
Jianshan collapsed instantly.
Seventy-two flying swords flew upside down.
The horrible breath impacted, Luo Hong's white shirt flew, staring at him.
This coachman is actually a hidden powerhouse!
He never noticed.
Sure enough... If he was obediently escorted by Ouyang Fei Luo Hong to the Imperial Capital, he would definitely not be able to reach the Imperial Capital alive, and the driver would definitely kill him halfway.
The prince asked Ouyang Fei to capture him, the purpose of which is self-evident, is to kill him.
"What a dog prince!"
"You will be recorded in a small book."
The fierce glow in Luo Hong's eyes surged.
The coachman turned his head and glanced at the defeated army in the distance, and exclaimed.
"With your own power, defeat an army of five hundred men... This means of turning shadows into combat power should be the inheritance you obtained in the secret realm of heaven? A variant version of the Daomen Juling dispatching generals? Recorded in "Beidoujing" The ancient Taoism?"
The coachman said with a faint smile, the grandeur's appearance was vividly displayed.
Luo Hong is very dignified. The pressure on him by this driver is huge. This is definitely a top high-grade powerhouse. According to the strength of his breath, he is much weaker than Zhao Xinghe.
"Get up!"
Luo Hong's heart moved.
The shadow of the goshawk flapped its wings, and in the next instant, it soared upwards, constantly lifting into the air, pulling away from the coachman.
"Kill him! Stop talking nonsense! Quickly kill him!"
Ouyang Fei cursed.
"Concubine Xuan Yu sent you to protect me and kill Luo Hong, not for you to talk nonsense!"
boom!
The driver's expression suddenly became cold, and he glanced at Ouyang Fei.
"Are you teaching me to do things?!"
After the words fell, a burst of vigor came out, and Ouyang Fei was blown out a few meters away, rolling on the ground, coughing up blood.
After that, the coachman did not talk nonsense.
His legs were slightly bent, his palms pressed down, his blood suddenly exploded, and Luo Hong's movement to ascend to the sky with the help of the shadow of the goshawk suddenly stagnated.
It was pulled down by the huge suction force.
However, it just so happened that Luo Hong used this force to hold the Heavenly Mystery Sword in his hand, and he jumped out of the back of the goshawk and fell rapidly downward.
Luo Hong was not afraid of the powerful engine of the coachman.
Compared with the dazzling breath of the coachman, Luo Hong is weak and weak like a firefly, like a moth to a fire.
The driver's eyes narrowed.
What does this kid want to do?
If he rushes like this, Luo Hong will die!
Want to trade life for life?
Trade Ouyang Fei's life with his own life?
Besides, Ouyang Fei has his protection, how can Luo Hong kill?
"court death!"
The coachman sneered coldly. He didn't know what Luo Hong wanted to do. Since Luo Hong wanted to die, he would fulfill him.
A fist slammed out, and the terrifying qi suddenly caused countless blue bricks on the ground to burst, and the cut tore apart, and they went straight to Luo Hong.
A punch to wipe out Luo Hong's ashes.
Luo Hongfei fell quickly and took out the general's order. He had activated the general's order with ten years of mana before. At this moment, he shook it gently.
Anping County, outside the city!
A figure ready to go has already been waiting!
"Humans are mixed in the imperial team, are all the people from the capital waste?!"
The roar resembling a thunderbolt in the blue sky exploded between heaven and earth.
The next moment, the earth trembled, and a figure jumped up from outside the city, like a black thunder, swept across and drew arcs, and entered the arena in an instant!
Flew towards the coachman!
"Zhao Xinghe?!"
The coachman's complexion changed slightly, but he was in no hurry!
"It's too late! Zhao Xinghe is too late to save you, you must die by my fist first!"
The Huren master dispatched by Concubine Xuan Yu sneered.
With one punch, he continued to kill Luo Hong who was holding the sword and falling down.
Although Zhao Xinghe is strong, it takes time to arrive from outside the city.
This time is enough for him to kill Luo Hong!
Kill Luo Hong, immediately flee away, and still have a chance to escape!
Luo Hong looked at the coachman, his hair was scattered by the blow of his fist, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he uttered two words: "Mentally retarded."
The words fall.
The boxing gun overturned instantly.
However, Luo Hong's figure has disappeared, turning into an evil figure of soldiers with a confused face.
The soldier Evil Shadow touched his head in a daze, and was swallowed by the fist in an instant, crushed to pieces!
The driver's eyes shrank suddenly.
Turning his head to look into the distance, he found that Luo Hong had appeared at the other end of the long street.
White clothes floated, the Heavenly Mystery Sword leaned on the ground, raised his chin, and looked at him sarcastically.
"This……"
The coachman took a breath.
The transformation of the door? !
The next moment, his eyes suddenly became fierce.
"This distance, for me, can still kill you!"
The coachman said coldly.
With one foot, the speed suddenly increased, and the afterimages were drawn out, setting off a boundless storm, like a prairie lion, approaching Luo Hong in an instant!
With a fist wrapped in boundless gas, hit it down.
Boom!
The ground of Changjie split in an instant, and a large depression with a diameter of one hundred meters appeared in that instant.
However, Luo Hong, who was originally standing in the middle of the pit with a sword, turned into a bewildered figure of soldiers and soldiers, torn apart by fists.
Disappeared again? !
The coachman's heart trembled.
"Tsk tut..."
"Are you a Huren sent by Concubine Xuan Yu? Stupid enough..."
"With your IQ, how did you reach the second-grade level?"
A sneered voice floated in a light smile.
The coachman at the pinnacle of the second stage was suddenly depressed.
Turning his head, he saw Ouyang Fei's side, Luo Hong's face was pale with excessive mental energy consumption, and he appeared in white clothes.
Ouyang Fei looked at Luo Hong in shock. Just now, a black shadow appeared in his shadow, and the black shadow instantly changed into Luo Hong's appearance.
Is this... a monster? !
Luo Hong smiled.
Looking down at the shocked Ouyang Fei.
"Happy? I'll see your son soon."
Luo Hongdao.
Ouyang Fei opened his mouth to answer.
Luo Hong smiled, "You don't need to answer, I'll be happy for you."
The words fell, and the sword fingers slowly pressed down.
puff!
Puff puff!
The seventy-two evil bead swords are like a prince crossing the river like a waterfall.
After 72 consecutive swords, Ouyang Fei, who was lying on the ground dripping with blood, was pierced into a hedgehog...
The driver's pupils shrank suddenly.
Under the protection of his second-tier pinnacle master, Ouyang Fei was actually killed.
Was killed by Luo Hong in front of him.
However, the driver did not have time to be surprised.
Because the terrifying violent aura like a landslide and a tsunami approached instantly.
Zhao Xinghe, dressed in black armor, had cold eyes, smashed to the ground and smashed countless rubbles~EbookFREE.me~ A big hand stuck out, blocking all escape space in an instant, and the driver was instantly buckled by his shoulders.
And Zhao Xinghe didn't kill with a single knife, instead, he punched out one after another, hitting the coachman's head, punching to the flesh.
This second-rank martial artist was smashed by Zhao Xinghe and his face became rotten flesh, but Zhao Xinghe did not stop, even if the blood splashed on his face, he actually smashed the opponent's head alive!
In the end, he threw the opponent's headless body on the ground, stomping his feet and falling apart.
The coachman has no bones left.
Zhao Xinghe raised his head and looked at Luo Hong, with mixed feelings in his heart.
One person, one sword, pierced through the imperial delegation that the prince ordered from the Imperial Capital...
It even turned around a second-rank martial artist.
The son, it is really amazing.
In the surroundings, the powerhouses who were entangled in the evil shadows of Gong Hao and the martial arts, the powerhouses of Dali Temple and the leaders of the Ministry of War changed their looks.
In fact, they already had a bad feeling the moment the driver took the shot.
"Ouyang Fei this idiot!"
They cursed in their hearts.
Want to break free from the entanglement of evil shadows and escape here.
however……
Zhao Xinghe smashed the chariot driver.
Glancing at them coldly, suddenly raised the arm covered in the black armor.
咚咚咚!
In an instant, around Changjie in Anping County...
The iron ride was clanging, and the hoofs burst.
Black riders swarmed, like black clouds swept across, and the dull momentum was instantly oppressive like mountain rain.
At this moment, the soldiers who had been defeated by the evil shadows had their heads in their arms and were driven back in fear.
Around the long street, the black armor is full.
The three-rank leader of the Ministry of War and the powerhouse of Dali Temple looked pale.
They... are surrounded.
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