1057 to the sword

Wang Luo's body was strong, and Li Fan couldn't hurt him, but today he ate Liao Jue's palm in the air, but he spit out blood directly.

"It is worthy of being the Emperor of Martial Arts, and the power of this palm is really strong."

Wang Luo wiped the corners of his mouth, "But I'm a little strong life, so I can't die so easily!" ”

As he spoke, Wang Luo carried Shang Fang's sword, fell from the pillar, and then flicked his foot, the whole person suddenly disappeared, and quickly approached Liao Jue, and the sword in his hand continued to stab towards Liao Jue!

But Liao Jue just sat there, just stretching out a finger, and constantly blocked Wang Luo's sword blows.

In front of Liao Jue, it seems that a master of Wang Luo's level is just a child, and he is casually teased by Liao Jue.

No matter how hard Wang Luo tried, he couldn't break through Liao Jue's defenses.

"No, you're too weak."

Liao Jue sneered, "Your strength doesn't seem to have improved much compared to fifty years ago. ”

"Not necessarily."

Wang Luo suddenly took a few steps back, and then raised his Shang Fang sword high, "This Shang Fang sword is a divine sword created by forty-nine Fang Shi back then!" ”

"I've heard some rumors about Shang Fang's sword."

Liao Jue sneered, "But what can an ancient sword do?" ”

"It only takes a little mental power to be able to connect to this sword."

Wang Luo said, "The sword has the mark of the inheritor for generations, do you want to see it?" ”

"I don't like people who talk big."

Liao Jue stretched out a finger and pointed at Wang Luo, "You can die." ”

A true qi erupted from his fingers, and in an instant, Wang Luo, who was more than ten meters away, had a finger-wide blood hole in his chest.

Wang Luo spat out a mouthful of blood again, he stabilized his legs, and stood there.

"In my name, guard Huaxia. Kill the gods and the ghosts! ”

Wang Luo stabbed the Shang Fang sword upside down into his lower abdomen.

"Return to the sword!!"

Without waiting for Li Fan to be shocked, a golden light enveloped Wang Luo's body.

It was like a small sun appearing in the dungeon, instantly stabbing the eyes of Li Fan and Liao Jue.

When the golden light dissipated, Wang Luo stood there, with golden hair, wearing a black-gold coat, and carrying Shang Fang's sword in his hand. The appearance of this Shang Fang sword also changed, it was originally three feet long, but now it was close to two meters, and it was dragged to the ground by Wang Luo.

"For the first time in so many years, the state of using the sword is used."

Wang Luo said proudly, "It's probably the last time I'll make a gorgeous appearance!" Liao Jue, let's come to the second round! ”

As he spoke, Wang Luo instantly appeared in front of Liao Jue, and the golden long sword in his hand was also cut down instantly!

Liao Jue immediately resisted, but Wang Luo's sword was a few points faster and stabbed directly at the center of Liao Jue's eyebrows.

Liao Jue immediately stretched out his other hand and grabbed the sword with his palm.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you can't do it either!"

After casting the Gui Sword, Wang Luo's strength seemed to have increased greatly! The battle between him and Liao Jue also became much easier, and he broke through Liao Jue's defenses several times, and the long sword slashed at Liao Jue's body.

Although Liao Jue's body is old, his true qi still covers his body, like a coat, protecting his body.

Wang Luo slashed a few times, but only injured a little bit of Liao Jue's flesh and skin.

Both of them are now at the level of perverts, even if it is Li Fan, who is a generation of grandmasters, he does not dare to intervene, otherwise he will definitely be miserable!

He understood Wang Luo's intention in coming to him, which was to let him watch all this all the time, take a look at Liao Jue's moves, familiarize himself with his fighting skills, and then understand his terrifying strength! So as not to suddenly meet Liao Jue in the future, and his death is unknown.

After Li Fan thought about it, he continued to watch the fight between the two seriously.

After fighting for a while, the strength of the two began to differ.

Wang Luo's return sword still has a time limit in the end, plus his physical condition is getting worse and worse, and he has slowly fallen behind.

"Imperial Fist!"

Liao Jue seemed to have seized the opportunity, he sat there and punched Wang Luo!

The terrible fist almost compresses this space! The whole dungeon trembled!

With a bang, a palace in the back was directly razed to the ground by this terrible fist!

And Wang Luo fell to the ground in embarrassment, his body was scarred, and his black and gold coat was also torn.

"Boy...... The rest is up to you......"

Liao Jue's fist destroys the world, this is his stunt!

"Get out of here......"

Wang Luo threw the sword to Li Fan, "As long as this sword is still there, Shang Fang's sword will still guard the Huaxia ......"

Wang Luo's voice touched Li Fan, but Liao Jue sneered.

"Do you think you really ran away?"

"I know, you can't live without this seat right now."

Wang Luo kept looking at the several tubes inserted behind Liao Jue, which delivered him the nutrient solution to maintain his body.

"As long as I stop you, he will survive."

"Can you do it now?"

Liao Jue laughed, "My fist gang, the range is a thousand meters!" As long as he hits it, he has nowhere to hide! ”

"Don't underestimate me."

Wang Luo stood there, "Liao Jue, I can still fight with you for another three hundred rounds!" ”

"You don't even have a sword, how can you fight me!"

Liao Jue raised his true qi, and cracks began to spread out on the floor around him, like a spider's web, extending in all directions.

And Li Fan held the Shang Fang sword and stood at the door of the main hall, still a little hesitant.

"Don't hesitate! Come on! ”

Wang Luo shouted at Li Fan, "Don't let my blood flow in vain!" ”

As he spoke, he pushed his hand at Li Fan, and a huge spiritual force hit Li Fan's body and pushed him out.

"Where to run!"

Liao Jue rushed in the direction of Li Fan and hit an imperial punch!

Even if it's Li Fan, he can't escape a distance of a thousand meters in an instant!

But Wang Luo roared angrily, he stretched out his hands, and the jade around him continued to explode, and jade flew over, gathering in front of Wang Luo, and soon formed a huge jade sword, which was a hundred meters long, manipulated by Wang Luo, hanging above Liao Jue's head, and slashed down towards him.

Such a huge sword, as if it could open the world.

But Liao Jue sat there, just changed the direction of his fist and hit it towards the top of his head.

"Boom!"

This huge jade sword was shattered into slag by Liao Jue's Imperial Fist and scattered around.

Wang Luo half-knelt in front of Liao Jue, coughing up blood in his mouth, he began to age rapidly, and his vitality was losing rapidly.

"Succeeded, Liao."

Wang Luo squeezed his eyes at Liao Jue, "Li Fan...... He's gone. ”

"He's Li Fan?"

Liao Jue stood up directly from the dragon chair and looked at Wang Luo angrily, "Damn Shang Fang Sword, I will kill you!" ”

He ...... He is the sword of Shang Fang......"

Wang Luo closed his eyes in relief in Liao Jue's fist.

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