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Lawrence, on his deathbed, seemed to see something. His look of despair relaxed and turned into relief, and then he fell to the ground, his cane falling to the side, and completely lost his life.

But the remaining two Dharma Gods flinched under Wang Luo's attack.

Although Wang Luo was draped in white hair, he killed seven in and seven out, like entering a no-man's land!

He held a spiritual shield in his left hand and a sword of Shang Fang in his right hand, and every time he walked through a place, he slaughtered all the local magicians.

The four tanks were ready to start, but Wang Luo just used his mental power to turn the barrel of one of the tanks, aimed it at his companion, and opened fire directly.

Tank units killed each other, and soon they all turned into scrap metal.

It didn't take long for the troops to be slaughtered.

Wang Luo carried a sword, as if he had entered a no-man's land.

Because the magician suffered too many casualties, the spiritual suppression of Li Fan was finally weakened.

He also got back to his feet, drew his extraordinary spear, and dragged it behind him, fighting the enemies around him as well.

The two Dharma Gods glanced at each other, felt that they couldn't hold this scene, and decided to retreat first.

A Huaxia sword is enough of a headache, and now there is another martial artist Li Fan, how can this be done.

"Retreat. ”

The two Dharma Gods finally gave the order to retreat, but there were almost no people alive to carry out this order.

There were only two or three survivors left, all of them wounded.

"Do you see your weaknesses?"

Wang Luo was draped in white hair, different from the handsome and dashing man before, at this time, he was already as thin as dry bones, like a candle in the wind, and it seemed that he would die here at any time.

"Thank you......"

Li Fan looked at Wang Luo in front of him and was full of emotion.

This man, who has always seemed to be not very serious, almost put his life on the line in order to save himself.

"Don't sympathize with me. ”

Wang Luo's eyes widened, "I didn't become like this to help you! People are inherently mortal, this is my fate! But before my life is over, I need to find the next generation of Huaxia Sword!"

"You let me think about it again......"

"If there is that time......

Wang Luo took the sword back, "It's also fate that everyone knows each other, before I die, at least help you exercise your mental strength." ”

"Do you want me to practice with you?"

"Almost, this girl, I'll find someone to help you send her back to Huaxia. You and me, continue to stay abroad for a while. ”

"Why?"

"Jihad programs are underway in the country. ”

Wang Luo reminded Li Fan, "If you don't get rid of your shortcomings, after returning to China, you will also be targeted." What the British can find, they can find too. ”

"Okay......"

Li Fan agreed first, in order to enhance his strength, it seems to be good to follow Wang Luo to exercise for a while. He followed Wang Luo to the port, and after handing Shen Chen over to a friend of Wang Luo, he followed Wang Luo to stay in London.

"Shall we stay here any longer?"

Li Fan followed Wang Luo back to the small room before him and couldn't help but ask.

"They thought we had gone back to China. ”

Wang Luo smiled, "I think, if they fail this time, they should choose to use diplomacy to force you to make it." ”

"The way of diplomacy?"

"Yes, offer some kind of benefit to the top of the state, and then extradite you abroad. ”

"I won't say yes!"

"As I said, there are too many cases on you. ”

Wang Luo reminded Li Fan, "Just show you two things, and you will become a notorious murderer." Unless you take the Shang Fang Sword, then no one has the right to hand it over to you, because you will be the symbol of Huaxia!"

Wang Luo looked at the Shang Fang sword hanging on the wall, although it was a sword left over from the Han Dynasty, it was still well preserved, and the scabbard was also carved with a five-clawed golden dragon, which was lifelike.

"Where are you going to take me to exercise?"

Li Fan forked the topic.

"Rest for the night, and tomorrow I'll take you to the Vatican. ”

"Huh, what are you going to do there?"

"The pope there owes me a little favor, and it's time to pay the debt. ”

"Uh, how do we get there?"

Li Fan couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know tomorrow, go to sleep first, recharge your batteries. ”

Wang Luo pointed to the sofa in the living room, and then he went back to the room by himself.

Li Fan didn't know what to say to him, so he could only throw his body on the sofa, and then recall the recent events.

When I came to the UK, it seemed that a lot of things were messed up.

The mobile phone was also taken away by Wang Luo, and he couldn't contact Lin Yuexian and them for the time being, hoping that they wouldn't worry about themselves.

Shen Chen should be able to go back safely, since he is Wang Luo's person, there should be no problem.

When Li Fan was desperately working in London, the rivers and lakes of China were also turbulent.

Shaolin.

One hundred and eight arhats stood in the dojo outside, each carrying an arhat stick in their hands, and they all brushed at a young man standing in the center.

"Amitabha!"

The Shaolin abbot stood on the steps, looked at the young man who was surrounded in the big array, couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name, and then asked.

"Master Li, we have no enemies in the past, and we have no grievances today, why do you want to hurt the lives of my Shaolin disciples?"

The young man stood in the middle and did not speak, but stretched out his hand and grabbed directly on the bald head of a Shaolin Arhat next to him, and five fingers pierced his head.

Tiger Claw.

"Amitabha...... Since that's the case, let's let Master Li Shi calm down first!"

The abbot knocked on the Zen staff in his hand, "Arhat Great Array!"

The remaining one hundred and seven Arhats moved together, and all of them swam in circles according to the formation, waving the Arhat stick and attacking the boy!

But the boy was unmoved, he didn't care if he was hit by the arhat sticks, and every time he carried these sticks, he tore the monks he touched in half.

Soon, the boy was scarred, and the monks in the Arhat array were also killed and wounded.

"Smack!"

Twelve monks suddenly poked out the arhat stick together, poked it at the young man's body, and threw him into the air together!

Before the boy could react, an Arhat had already jumped up behind him and smashed the boy's head with a stick!

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The abbot couldn't help but knock on the Zen staff, his face full of shame.

But in any case, this crisis in Shaolin has finally been resolved.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more than a dozen figures suddenly walked over in the courtyard opposite.

These dozen figures, each wearing a special combat suit, all look exactly the same.

The abbot looked at them and gasped. No matter how high the Buddha's heart is, he can't hold it this time.

"Amitabha...... No, unbelievable......"