Chapter 83: Dare to call the world a new look

　　 gasping, gasping violently.
　　 Luo Honghan rained down like rain, killing the fifth rank, he almost exhausted all his strength.
　　 IQ game, method gap, color temptation...All Luo Hong who can design all the methods designed it, and then he broke the armor and killed these five products.
　　 Five-Rank, Qi-blooded armor, with extremely strong defense, it is difficult to break armor.
　　 If it wasn't for fifty-six stacked swords, plus the Thousand-Hand Evil Buddha shocked the opponent's consciousness, causing the opponent to relax his vigilance, otherwise, this stacking sword style may not be able to break the armor.
　　 "Five-Rank... is indeed a bit strong."
　　 Luo Hong took a deep breath.
　　 His complexion was unprecedentedly dignified. The most important thing is that this fifth rank is a genius, yes, but he is not the top arrogant of the Golden Account King.
　　 "The change in the gap between the 7th and 6th ranks is not that big. I can easily kill Tuobabing, but it is a 5th rank, which almost exhausts all my means."
　　 "The further you go, the greater the difference in realm, because the more extraordinary powers..."
　　 stood up and looked at the corpse of this fifth-grade Huren.
　　 Raised his hand, the evil bead swords pierced on the opponent's neck turned into a stream of light and returned to his Dantian.
　　 Luo Hong tried to summon the evil shadow of the Huren Dahan with a bit of expectation, but... without any accidents, it failed.
　　 Three times in a row, the evil shadow of Hu Ren Dahan could not be summoned.
　　 Even if Luo Hong took out Tuoba Bing's evil shadow and cheered on it, it was useless.
　　 The more two major tiers summon evil shadows, the probability is indeed too low.
　　 "I didn't ask for the name, he is worse than Tuoba Bing."
　　 Luo Hongdao.
After 　　, I tore off the sheepskin fur of the Huren Dahan, dyed it with blood, and wrote on it.
　　 "This person is good at archery, he should be rewarded-Luo Hong"
After writing 　　, he stuffed the sheepskin fur back into the corpse of the Huren Dahan, Luo Hong showed a strange smile.
　　 Luo Hong speculated that the corpses of the geniuses who died in the Jixia Academy will definitely be transported to Daping halfway up the mountain. At that time... when Wanyan Chegu saw it, he was afraid that he would be out of anger.
　　 More or less some evil can be found out.
　　 picked up the ancient sword ground flood that had been blasted far away. In the distance, the dense fog dispersed, revealing the stone path that continued to climb.
　　 The wind is blowing, the peach blossom forest is rustling, and there are peach petals flying up, turning around in the air, and falling on the corpse of the big man.
　　 And Luo Hong, who was in white, continued to climb the ladder.
　　 stepping on the stone path, the injuries on his body, the energy, he recovered quickly.
　　 The sword qi in the meridians in his body surges like a mountain torrent.
　　 Luo Hong’s kendo cultivation was actually between the stairs, from the eighth-rank waterfall sword to the seventh-rank potential sword.
　　……
　　 "When the cultivation base reaches the fifth stage, there will be a qualitative change. Although it is no more than the second-rank life level change, but the fifth stage and below are all foundation building. Any kind of cultivation method will have a huge transformation at the fifth stage."
　　 "The fifth grade of swordsmanship is the life sword, the fifth grade of martial arts is Huajia, the fifth grade of Confucianism is the heart, the fifth grade of Taoism is Dongxuan, and the fifth grade of Buddhism is Xiaojingang..."
　　 Halfway up the mountainside Daping, Yuan Xiazi was holding a bamboo pole and tilting his head to spread knowledge to Zhao Donghan.
　　 "When the cultivation base reaches the fifth rank, it will have extraordinary characteristics... Therefore, it is difficult to kill the fifth rank below the fifth rank."
　　 After Zhao Donghan heard this, the scar squirmed.
　　 "Is that young man very dangerous?"
　　 Blind Yuan Yuan stopped talking, just nodded.
　　 In the distance, the closed eyes of Che Gu showed a sneer, "Fifth-Rank attack, under the fifth-Rank, it will be severely injured! Therefore, once the fifth-Rank is encountered, Luo Hong will die."
　　 Tuoba Bing’s death hit him a lot, but he still hoped that Luo Hong’s body would be buried with Tuoba Bing.
　　On the big flat, Li Xiuyuan sat in a green shirt, sitting among the peach trees, with a strange look between his eyebrows.
　　 He glanced at Yan Chegu, but smiled.
　　 On the stone path, losers walked down lonely, and corpses of dead fell down.
　　 As soon as the corpse of the deceased fell into Daping, the guardian would calm down and take the corpse away.
　　 As for the corpses of those quacks, there will also be corpse collectors they hired in advance to help collect them.
　　 suddenly.
　　 Wanyan Chegu, who closed his eyes and meditation, opened his eyes suddenly.
　　 The horrible auras scattered around his body.
　　 In an instant, his figure swept through the aisles and appeared under the stone ladder.
　　 On the stone ladder, a corpse in sheepskin fur fell down.
　　 is the costume of the genius of the king of the golden account.
　　 Wanyan Chegu's eyes were incredulous, "Tuobagu...but it is a fifth-rank, not only the fifth-rank martial artist, but also the fifth-rank of the archer! How could he die?!"
　　 This is the first fifth product of death.
　　 Even if there was a fifth-tier defeat before, they never died.
　　 The strong blood made Daping halfway up the mountain suddenly become depressed.
　　 Wanyan Chegu saw the writing on Tuobagu's sheepskin fur.
　　He took off the sheepskin fur...
　　 Many people around are looking at them curiously. Some second-grade and first-grade guardians have amazing eyesight, and they have also seen the contents on the sheepskin fur.
　　 For a time...
　　 Everyone on the big flat changed their expressions. Some people didn't know whether to laugh or not.
　　 Even if he was sitting behind the archway, Li Xiuyuan in the peach forest shook his head speechlessly.
　　 Killing and killing...
　　 This young man Luo Hong is a bit bad.
　　 Boom!
　　 The terrifying vitality instantly tore the sheepskin fur to pieces.
　　 Wanyan Che has a cold face in ancient times, wrapped in a huge to the ultimate murderous intent, humiliation... the ultimate humiliation!
　　 Looking at Tuobagu's corpse on the ground, Wanyan Chegu raised his head and looked cold, looking towards the top of Dongshan Mountain.
　　 Murderous intent surged, stepped forward and came to the torii.
　　 He wanted to step into it, but Li Xiuyuan looked at him calmly.
"you try?"
　　 "If Yelu Aguduo, the number one master of the Golden Account King's Court, comes here, and you can try to climb this mountain, then forget it."
　　 Li Xiuyuan said.
　　 Wanyan Chegu calmed down instantly after Li Xiuyuan said a word.
His obsession with killing Luo Hong was too deep, and he almost fell into the way of that little thing. This is the Jixia Academy. Just talking about the half-step Confucian Li Xiuyuan is not something he can provoke, let alone a master in the hilltop palace. .
　　 Wanyan Chegu was still confused.
　　 Time passed bit by bit.
　　 More and more cultivators have failed, and their ranks have gradually increased. Many of the fifth-rank cultivators have failed and walked down the stone path dejectedly.
　　 And the Jianghu guests were almost eliminated at this moment.
　　 Most of the remaining people who continue climbing on the stone path are famous sects or children of top families.
　　 On the big flat, the murderous intent was getting more and more intense, and it was so rich that it almost turned the sky into blood.
　　 Wanyan Chegu's body was shaking constantly.
　　 On the stone path, one after another corpses fell down.
　　 are all five ranks of the Golden Tent King’s Court, and the most important thing is... the corpses of these geniuses of the Golden Tent King’s Court will have a message written by Luo Hong.
　　 "Live well, be a reward, reward a whole body."
　　 Wanyan Chegu looked at the corpses next to him, and finally became numb.
　　 He looked at Li Xiuyuan: "Why do the geniuses of my golden account always meet Luo Hong?"
　　 Li Xiuyuan's green shirt was flying among the peach trees, holding a scroll of bamboo slips while reading, listening to what Chegu said, he did not lift his head.
　　 "Isn't that what you think?"
　　 Wanyan Chegu feels that he is going to be bored with internal injuries, and a gentle scholar is really not a good thing.
　　 The white clothes fluttering, Luo Hong, who looks like a dog, keeps his heart.
　　 This Li Xiuyuan is also a heart-piercing hand!
　　 Wanyan Chegu... mad!
　　……
　　 Dongshan Jixia Xuegong.
　　 In the depths of the palace, there is a spring breeze building.
　　In the small building, the heat is boiling, and the hot water in the burning teapot is boiling.
　　 Wow.
　　 The hot water poured down, and the Biluo tea leaves instantly unfolded, and the greenery spread in the tea water.
　　 The tea is dressed in it, and there are two cups of tea in the small building.
　　 A cup of Master, a cup of waiting.
　　 An old man fell like thunder, shocking Xiaolou into a hurricane in spring.
　　 The old man sat on the side of the master, picked up the wine glass, sipped and drank.
　　 "Not strong."
　　 "It's still not as strong as Saibei's knife."
　　 The old man said.
　　 "The prince joked, how can tea and wine compare?" The master smiled, and poured another cup for the old man.
　　 But the old man stopped drinking tea, "Master, my grandson...If the talent can be, you can accept it."
　　 After finishing speaking, the old man took out a pack of tea leaves from his wide sleeves without any smoke.
　　 "This is the excellent Dazhou tribute tea that my daughter sent to the old man from Dazhou..."
　　 The master laughed dumbly, this old man who knows would actually also bribe.
　　 "Your grandson's talent is not bad. If he can pass the written test, the old man will naturally be admitted, but...now he is the most difficult thing to pass the death of the last one who guards the entrance."
　　Master said.
　　 The old man snorted angrily: "You husband, what do you give the Huren a chance? There is no good thing in the foreign race, it should be killed!"
　　 "Your grandson almost killed all the geniuses of the Golden Tent King's Court... Only one Wanyan Liehu left at the gate."
　　 The master was a little helpless, said.
　　 Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes and smiled, "Ah, my grandson is so awesome? Hey~EbookFREE.me~ like me."
　　 The master glanced at the grinning old man, and shook his head: "Lao Luo, the matter about Concubine Xuan Yu, you shouldn't make a sound...it has caused trouble."
The old man’s smile gradually converged, "It’s okay...don’t press your body because there are many misfortunes. Besides, the old man just can’t bear it. As the lord of the dynasty, how can Emperor Xia marry a Hu woman? It will chill the hearts of the soldiers who fought with the Huren in blood."
　　 "The old man, the throne was built by them with corpses. The old man was once their leader, so he had to stand up for them."
　　 "Besides, the purpose of Emperor Xia's marrying this alien girl, the old man knows without guessing, isn't it for the illusory longevity?"
　　 The master was silent, holding up the teacup and drinking tea.
　　 "Long grow and live...what can I ask for, the longer I live, the more lonely and boring..."
　　 The old man drank the tea in one mouthful, but the master who was watching was helpless and poured another cup.
　　 "At the beginning, I waited to fight for the Xia family, threw my head and sprinkled blood, and ended the turmoil of the Eighteen Kingdoms. Wasn't it just for the people of Daxia to have a stable living environment..."
　　 "But now, the taste of the Xia family has changed, and Emperor Xia seeks longevity, the prince... is not a good thing either."
　　 The old man finished the tea with another sip. After drinking the tea, he felt like burning a knife.
　　 "And my Luo family is no longer the Luo family who was full of blood and knives..."
　　 "If the world is not fair, then it will be a new look...Unfortunately, there is no hope for my third son."
　　 The old man raised his teacup and muttered.
　　 suddenly, he turned his head to look at the master who was drinking tea slowly, and laughed wrinkly.
　　 "What do you think of my grandson?"
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