Hu Zhishui stood on crutches with a simple and honest smile on his face.

This smile made Luo Hong want to kick him in the face!

Duplicitous guy!

Evil cultivators are all extremely cruel people.

Xue Lingji is like this, and so is Hu Zhishui.

To them, killing is like eating and drinking.

Crisis, once again facing a life and death crisis.

As a person who has died once, Luo Hong does not want to die.

The flesh and blood on his palms were blurred, but Luo Hong didn't care, and the sword energy in his body came out again.

Hu Zhishui's figure was extremely fast, like a ghost, and his crutches kept thrusting out.

The sword energy collapsed and dispersed before it could be condensed.

Luo Hong spurted blood, flew around, and smashed tables and chairs.

"With this little strength, you still dare to target me."

Hu Zhishui leaned on his cane gracefully and smiled.

"However, even if you don't come to provoke me, I will go find you after completing the upgrade of the Black Iron Evil Order."

But he didn't expect that Luo Hong would come to the door himself.

"I thought you were a Confucianism cultivator, but I never thought you were a swordsmanship cultivator. The most important thing is that as a swordsmanship cultivator, it would be stupid not to carry a sword with you."

Hu Zhishui, Tao.

He was not in a hurry. With his eighth-level peak cultivation, it was more than enough to kill a ninth-level sword cultivator.

Luo Hong felt a burning pain in his chest, and a hole was made in his shoulder, which was bleeding continuously.

No wonder Zhao Donghan said that the path of spiritual practice is very dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

There is no way to escape.

Then...how to kill him?!

Luo Hong was not willing to die here like this.

He stared at Hu Zhishui.

Summon an evil shadow?

Luo Hong rejected this idea in his heart. Even if he summoned the evil shadow of Dishan, he might not be able to escape death.

It may not be possible to defeat Hu Zhishui solely by relying on the evil shadow of Dishan.

The reason why Xue Ling Ji was killed by Dishan Evil Shadow was largely because her blood evil was completely absorbed by Luo Hong.

At this moment, Hu Zhishui was in his prime.

Moreover, Evil Shadow is his only trump card, and he must find the most suitable opportunity to make a comeback. If he is easily exposed and fails to kill Hu Zhishui, then he has lost all hope.

Luo Hong originally planned to mess up this cultural gathering, but he never expected that a literary gathering would turn into a killing field...

The kind man who seems naive and easy to bully turns out to be a murderous evil spirit.

Luo Hong stood up from the ground unsteadily.

The blood hole on his shoulder was bleeding.

Now, Luo Hong's purpose is no longer to mess up the cultural conference, but to think about how to survive this crisis.

Stubbornly, he grabbed a broken chair leg on the ground and used it as a sword.

"I need a big explosion to attract Hu Zhishui's attention...and then use Dishan Evil Shadow to attack."

Luo Hong's eyes flickered and he was calculating in his heart.

His sword energy was very powerful. If all the sword energy in his meridians were gathered into one blow, it might be able to attract Hu Zhishui's attention.

There is no time to think too much, this is also Luo Hong's only chance.

My mind moved.

The sword energy in Luo Hong's meridians began to surge crazily, all converging into the chair legs...

One way, two ways, three ways...

Luo Hong continuously superimposed the sword energy into the chair legs, causing cracks and marks on the chair legs.

The blood-stained white shirt on his body began to be blown by the breeze stirred by the sword energy.

There was a hint of surprise on Hu Zhishui's innocent face.

"This kid's talent in swordsmanship is truly monstrous. He is actually able to overlap sword energy and create his own sword moves... This puts a huge burden on the meridians. If you are not careful, your meridians will be destroyed! The foundation of your practice will be broken!"

Hu Zhishui is not an ignorant person.

Therefore, he became serious.

Luo Hong superimposed all the remaining five sword energies in his body.

A faint shadow of a sword appeared, wrapping the legs of the chair.

Finally, Luo Hong couldn't bear it any longer and would not release the sword...

He was afraid that he would be stabbed to death by the sword energy!

With his white shirt flying, Luo Hong took a step forward and swooped out.

Holding the sword, he rushed towards Hu Zhishui.

Hu Zhishui held the crutch and stared at Luo Hong with a serious face. Luo Hong's sword... stacked five sword energies.

Is this a ninth-grade sword cultivator?

Are you so reckless?!

It would be difficult for a normal ninth-level sword cultivator to cut out five sword qi, but this guy can superimpose the sword qi.

However, he doesn't think the problem is big, as he crushes Luo Hong in terms of hard power.

To him, this was just Luo Hong's death struggle.

A sneer appeared on Hu Zhishui's naive face: "You want to make a comeback? What are you going to use to make a comeback?"

"Just with this sword?!"

Luo Hong's expression was cold and solemn, and he continued to dive without making any reply to Hu Zhishui's sarcastic words.

However, Hu Zhishui did not notice that in the shadow behind him that was pulled out by the light of the bloody lantern...

A black mass...appeared quietly.
Chapter completed!