Sucked dry...

Almost in a moment, Luo Hong felt that the evil evil in his dantian that had just opened up like a vast sea was sucked dry.

No drop left...

Only seventy-two evil beads were left, floating in the air, trembling.

It seems that if it can, the seventy-two evil beads will be sucked and exploded.

This woman...oh no, this sword is so cruel?!

Luo Hong's face changed slightly.

I felt that the dantian was dry and empty in an instant, and the whole person felt an indescribable emptiness that surged into my heart.

"A sword."

The cold voice of the royal sister lingered again, but Luo Hong seemed to hear a smile of playfulness in it.

It seems to be teasing.

Luo Hong was black-faced. Is this reminding himself?

With so much evil power in my dantian, I can only shoot a sword?

grass!

This is really the magic sword at the peak of the Earth level?!

Luo Hong cursed in his heart, but at this moment, he didn't care about these things.

The Demon Sword Asura is born!

In Luo Hong's dantian, the phantom of the saint suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him.

It seemed to be scolding in its mouth, and the words "典" floated and appeared, emitting brilliant golden light between the sky and the earth, constantly flowing.

I want to suppress the magic sword.

However, the magic sword that had sucked away all the evil power of Luo Hong instantly broke through the barrier of the saint's phantom, and the terrifying sword energy descended on the earth.

The phantom of the evil god in the Niwan Palace between Luo Hong's eyebrows looked like he was watching the show.

boom!

Jixia Academy, square.

Chu Tiannan unsheathed Chun Jun with a fourth-grade qi machine. This was his unreserved move. The terrifying aura was like a lion that had been dormant for a long time, suddenly awakening at this moment.

Sword energy, sword intent, sword energy!

The three gathered together at this moment.

There was only a sword light left between the heaven and earth, and the dazzling sword light seemed to fall down rapidly from the nine heavens.

Chu Tiannan was extremely domineering at this moment.

If you want Chu Tiannan’s Chunjun, it depends on whether you Luo Hong is lucky or not.

This is the gift given to him by Emperor Xia and a symbol of his glory.

On the square, the expressions of many students changed drastically.

The students present were all first-class geniuses. If they encountered some ordinary fourth-grade students, they could even fight over the ranks. However, at this moment, under the pressure of Chu Tiannan's breath, they had difficulty breathing.

Students had to do their best to resist Chu Tiannan's aura.

Furious.

Chu Tiannan was furious.

Or rather, Chu Tiannan has been waiting for an angry opportunity, and Luo Hong just made Chu Tiannan furious, just causing Chu Tiannan to explode his peak strength.

Li Xiuyuan hugged Luo Xiaoxiao, and the terrifying sword energy and sword intent approached his three feet, naturally disappeared, unable to affect him at all.

Li Xiuyuan's mouth showed a little ridicule, and Chu Tiannan's move was actually an inevitable result.

Not to mention the identity of Chu Tiannan’s young marquis, it’s just the second in the yellow list. The identity of the Tianjiao of Daxia was defeated by Luo Hong’s same level. It was a shame.

He had been kind before, and he wanted to leave casually, otherwise he would feel anger and embarrassed.

And now, Luo Hong gave him a reason to be angry.

He would suppress Luo Hong with his strongest strength, at least with the most thunderous means and the most amazing way.

Wash out the shame caused by previous failures at the same level.

Chu Tiannan, who is at the peak of the fourth grade, can even enter the third grade with just one thought, is like a peerless swordsman at this moment.

Chunjun, a famous sword in the world, showed its ultimate sharpness at this moment.

A sword made the Academy Square crack.

Faced with Chun Jun's sword, Luo Hong's aura and temperament completely changed.

Cold and murderous, like a man walking out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Blood flowed and the oars were floating, and countless corpses piled up into rivers.

The sky changed above Luo Hong's head, and the originally comfortable clouds suddenly turned into a thick black cloud of depression.

The black clouds seemed to be about to crush the world.

"This is……"

Chu Tiannan's expression condensed, and he felt a bad premonition, or even a sense of crisis in his heart.

That is a sense of crisis belonging to genius.

Many geniuses are hard to kill or die because they have a sense of crisis that belongs to them.

Yeluce was the same in the secret realm. It was precisely because he felt the crisis that Yeluce ran away without looking back.

If he didn't run away, Yeluce might be cold now.

And now, Chu Tiannan also has this kind of emotion.

Is this the threat brought by Luo Hong’s trump card?

However, Chu Tiannan also has his trump card, and he did not choose to escape like Yeluce!

boom!

A terrifying aura in the square rushed open like a huge wave.

Many students who released their air to resist changed their expressions at this moment. They were constantly retreating due to the impact of the breath, step by step, trampling heavily on the ground.

"What is this?"

However, all the students were silenced and murmured.

They looked at Luo Hong in the center of the Black Cloud Tornado, a little dull.

Luo Hong, who was dressed in white, raised his hand calmly and reached out to hold it. Suddenly, a black long sword intertwined in black lightning appeared in front of Luo Hong, and a sword was suspended.

What a sword this is.

The sword is three feet long and dark, and the sword is three feet wide, with black lightning flowing.

This is like a sword that should not have come to the world.

Against the backdrop of the sword, Luo Hong's aura suddenly surged, and in an instant, it seemed to break through the barrier, getting higher and higher!

"Demon Sword! This is the Demon Sword!"

"It is not tolerated by heaven and earth, this is an evil sword!"

"Has Luo Hong fallen into the evil path?"

One by one, the students of the academy couldn't help but exclaim.

At this moment, Chu Tiannan, who held Chun Jun, felt that he had become extremely small.

His eyes tightened, and he looked at Luo Hong, and his wanton and ostentatious sword intent pressed back at this moment.

Rumble!

The gravel on the ground was shaking.

Above the mountain, there were black lights sweeping through, like nine-headed black dragons whipping.

at the same time.

On Luo Hong's body, the qi of the yang suddenly shone brightly, and the holy word "zheng" circled above his head, faintly, a phantom appeared.

That's the phantom of the saint!

The saint holds the magic sword!

The students around them all exclaimed incredible exclamations.

Li Xiuyuan, who was originally preparing to take action, saw this scene slowly dissipating the Haoran Qi condensed from his body and smiled bitterly.

"The younger brother has actually condensed the saint's false appearance..."
To be continued...