Blood spurted out, and the peach blossoms were dyed red.

There was a bit of disbelief in the eyes of the female Huren. There were a few drops of blood on her fair and creamy skin. A ferocious sword mark cut open her colorful cloth, leaving only a blood color on the cloth.

The flesh and blood are turned out, the bones are white, and blood and body fluids of other colors are constantly flowing out.

The female Huren felt her breathing become heavier.

She stared at Luo Hong, her eyes began to roll uncontrollably as she looked at Luo Hong, who swung a sword and then leaned on the sword with his hands on his hips.

So...is that evil magic?

The female Hu is full of doubts and bitterness.

She originally thought that Luo Hong was an upright and upright swordsman. After all, the righteousness of Luo Hong that was as bright as the blazing sun really made her unable to believe that Luo Hong would actually be evil during the battle.

Repair means...

The method of grabbing her ankles to prevent her from moving revealed a sinister aura.

In other words, this Luo Hong... is still an evil cultivator?!

The Hu woman knelt on the ground, blood forming a pool of blood under her body.

Luo Hong gathered forty-eight sword energies with one sword, cutting off all her vitality.

The peach blossom petals trembled slightly, and blood beads slid down from them, touching the female Hu's cheek, and her somewhat messy hair was flying.

He raised his eyes slightly, feeling a bit confused and still unwilling to face the world.

Luo Hong's white clothes were not stained with blood, he was holding an ancient sword and looking at the white clouds floating in the sky.

His eyes moved sideways and fell on the female barbarian again.

"I heard that many people want to kill me. You are not the first, nor the last."

"Do you know? I just want to be a bad guy with peace of mind, and then be promoted to a big bad guy, and finally become a super bad guy who brings disaster to the country and the people. But... you always make me unhappy. Since you make me unhappy, then I will also

It makes it difficult for you to be happy."

"As Lao Zhao said, anyone who makes me unhappy will be killed with one sword."

The female Hu looked at Luo Hong, a little dazed, her injuries worsened, and she began to continuously deprive her of life.

"Can you tell me your name now? Do you want to die as an unknown ghost?"

Luo Hong showed a bright smile.

The female Huren covered her wound, her face full of sadness. She was a genius, maybe not as good as Wanyan Honglie and others, but... her talent was not weak.

She didn't want to die anonymously.

"I..." The Hu woman opened her mouth, but blood poured out of her mouth.

"My name is... Tuoba Bing..."

The woman said, looking at Luo Hong with a bit of hope in her eyes.

However, Luo Hong took out the human skin booklet, took out the charcoal pen he carried with him, and wrote the words "Tuoba Bing" one stroke at a time.

After finishing writing, Luo Hong put away the booklet.

He came close to Tuoba Bing's crystal clear ear, held up her black hair, and whispered softly: "You're so good."

Then, the ancient sword Jiao in his hand pressed against Tuoba Bing's neck, swept it violently, and chopped off the woman's head.

There was a bit of shock on Tuoba Bing's face when his body and head were separated.

But Luo Hong stood up again and smiled, I am so bad.

Then the ancient sword was held diagonally, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

Luo Hong looked at Tuoba Bing's body and suddenly raised his hand.

"stand up!"

The evil spirit in the Dantian was instantly drained.

The twisted shadow is like a ghost crawling out of the abyss.

Tuoba Bing's evil shadow slowly squirmed and soon floated up from the shadow.

Luo Hong smiled, dispersed the evil shadow, stepped forward, white clothes flying, blood-stained peach petals flying, and continued to step on the stone path where the thick fog had dispersed.

…

A large flat halfway up the mountain.

The atmosphere began to become a bit solemn.

Because none of the guardians present are weak. The weakest guardians also have second-level strength. Their perception is extremely strong and they can feel the power and energy that are constantly erupting on the stone path.

After a long time, someone walked down the stone path behind the archway with a lonely look.

Some people were seriously injured and walked down unwillingly with dark faces.

There is only one stone path. When two people meet, they must defeat or kill each other before they have a chance to step on the only stone path.

Suddenly, there was an uproar.

A corpse slid down the stone path, and the bluestone ladder was stained red with blood. A somewhat rich bloody and pungent smell spread suddenly.

The defenders' attention was instantly attracted.

Dead people.

The recruitment and selection of Jixia Academy is an experience, not a trivial matter.

Death... is actually considered normal.

However, in the past, those who died were usually unknown people in the world, but this time, it seems to be different.

"Ah Bing!"

Wanyan Chegu's eyes narrowed in an instant while he was concentrating, and he let out a roar that shook the entire ground.

Wanyan Chegu picked up Tuoba Bing's body and his fallen head.

There was still shock on that beautiful face, and it was obvious that she would not be able to rest in peace until she died.

Wanyan Chegu's whole body was as cold as ice. He did not expect that Tuoba Bing, who could compete at the peak of the sixth level, would die so quickly.

Tuoba Bing's identity is not ordinary. Tuoba is a famous surname in the Golden Tent Royal Court.

What’s more, Tuoba Bing’s father is the first general of the Golden Tent Royal Court...

The guardians around him were also extremely surprised.

No one thought that the first person to die was actually from the Golden Tent.

The geniuses of the Golden Horde were all brave and good at fighting, so why were they the first to die?

Wanyan Chegu suppressed the terrifying murderous intention at this moment.

He wiped his hand across Tuoba Bing's body and felt the remaining sword energy fluctuations on it.

Close your eyes, a faint flash of sword light flashes in your eyes, and the earth dragon moans...

"Ancient Sword Earth Dragon!"

"The one who killed Ah Bing is the son of Luo Rentu!"

Wanyan Chegu suddenly opened his eyes, and the terrifying murderous intent seemed to turn into a big tornado, about to sweep the entire Daping into pieces.

far away.

Zhao Donghan had a look of astonishment on his face, and then he showed excitement and laughed.

"I guess it's my young master. When my young master chopped off Miss Zhao's head, he did it so neatly!"

"My young master loves beheading women the most!"

Wanyan Chegu heard Zhao Donghan laugh, and that sarcastic smile was like a blade piercing his chest.

Staring at Zhao Donghan coldly, like a hawk over the grassland.

Zhao Donghan's face suddenly turned pale, and the huge pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.

Blind Yuan held the bamboo pole and held a silver spear in one hand, with the tip of the spear touching the ground, offsetting Wanyan Chegu's Qi pressure.

"Death is death. My young master can't kill anyone?"

"My young master, the son of General Nai Luo, what's wrong with killing a barbarian?"

"What a fuss."

Li Xiuyuan's green shirt was flying and he said calmly, "Quiet."

What you say follows the law.

The entire terrace suddenly became extremely silent.

Wanyan Chegu's veins throbbed on his forehead and he took a deep breath.

He stared at the palace on the east mountain. Now, he could only place his hope on the other geniuses of the Golden Tent and Wanyan Liehuo.
To be continued...