"You want to hear my story?"
The Liao Emperor looks at Wang Luo who is sitting in front of him and his masked disciple who is standing beside him.
He does not seem to place the two of them in his eyes, "Nevermind, although this underground palace is big, there are very few people that I can chat with. Since you guys are going to die soon, I will be magnanimous and let you guys be ghosts that understand everything before you go on your way. "
"Thank you very much."
Seems like this is Wang Luo's goal as he asks, "How about we start with your name?"
"There is no harm in telling you guys. My surname is Liao and my name is Jue! I am the descendant of the Liao Emperor! This world originally belongs to me. The reason why I practice martial arts is to first unify the Pugilistic World, then China and revive the imperial power of my Great Liao! "
"What should we do now, it is already a modern society where we talk about race and human rights. We do not care about the emperor at all."
"What modern society? What race? What human rights!"
Liao Jue sneers, "It is simply a group of ignorant people messing around! Although I do not go to the surface, I know what kind of world it is now! Chaos, darkness, about to usher in a terrifying destruction! "
"Could it be that unifying China and becoming the emperor can save all of this?"
"Of course."
Liao Jue confirms this without hesitation, "I am the strongest emperor. In order to become even more powerful, I even abandoned my own family. Supreme forgetfulness, this is the highest realm of martial arts! "
"An emperor that does not recognize even his own family. To be honest, if such a person were to rule me, I would definitely not be able to take it. "
Wang Luo curls his lips.
"That is why I said you guys are just ignorant people!"
Liao Jue sneers, "You people will never understand the power of a king!"
"Speaking of which, a few days ago I met a person who thought that he was a god. He was the same as you, extremely arrogant, but I killed him with my own hands."
"You are talking about the demon from Demon Island?"
Liao Jue's words shocked Li Fan. How did this guy know about this from staying in the underground palace? Looks like his source of information is also very powerful!
Li Fan cannot help but look at this emperor who is sitting on the dragon throne with his head lowered. What ability does he have?
"No matter how ambitious you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to live for long with such a body, right?"
Wang Luo continued to ask, "Could it be for the sake of your daughter's empire?"
"I don't have a daughter like that. She doesn't look like a princess of the Great Liao Kingdom!"
Liao Jue sneered. There was no affection in his voice at all. "She doesn't deserve to inherit my family business! My empire must be guarded by myself! "
"Then your body …"
"This is why I need Li Fan. He has the Aberration Bone Transformation Technique, and he also has a portion of Great Liao's bloodline."
Li Fan was stunned. Did he have some Liao blood in him? How were they supposed to study this thing? This country had long been destroyed, so where would they go to study bloodlines?
"You're really good at finding. Could it be that you've already researched Soul Transfer?"
"The soul is just a form of mental energy."
As a martial arts master, Liao Jue had some understanding of mind power.
"Not long ago, I caught a mutant and discovered the concept of spiritual power from him."
"You … really did it?"
Wang Luo couldn't help but ask.
"Of course. I buried myself in a grave for three days and three nights. Finally, I broke through the realm of mental energy."
Liao Jue said proudly, "Although my body is no longer good, as long as I find a suitable body and use some methods, I can transfer my mental energy to it! In our words, it's called possession! As long as I continue to transfer my mental energy, I will be immortal! Even Imperial Concubine Zhou couldn't do this! "
Looking at Liao Jue's crazy smile, Li Fan finally understood why Wang Luo risked his life to bring him here.
The reason why he brought him here was to understand the truth of the matter together. If he were to ask himself, he probably wouldn't be able to tell Li Fan … the truth of the matter and the most terrifying enemy.
"Alright, that's enough. You guys should be on your way!"
Liao Jue said arrogantly, "It's your honor that I will personally send you guys on your way."
"That's enough."
Wang Luo nodded his head and slowly stood up. "If that's the case, it's my honor to be able to fight with the martial arts emperor in my last moments."
"Oh? You want to fight with me with such a crippled body? "
Liao Jue laughed, "Even in this state, I can still easily destroy you."
With that, Liao Jue raised his hand and slapped across the air.
"Rumble!"
The wind from the palm brushed past Wang Luo's body and blew onto the wall outside, causing the nine dragon wall to collapse.
Wang Luo stood slightly to the right as he held the Shang Fang sword in his hand with a smile on his face.
"Liao Jue, you are indeed powerful. Your power has even surpassed that of a Grandmaster, hasn't it? "
"I have the power of a hundred dragons! I am a legendary sage expert! "
Liao Jue's words made Li Fan feel despair.
It wasn't easy for him to step into the realm of a Grandmaster, but above his head, there was actually a legendary … Martial Saint …
"That's right, that's right. A sage is so scary."
Wang Luo nodded his head, "But with this body, you can only use 80% of your strength right? Maybe even lower. How about 50%?"
"Heh, it's 60%."
Liao Jue told them straightforwardly, "Even 60% is enough to kill you all easily."
"Some things, if you don't try, how will you know?"
Wang Luo seemed to have suddenly regained his strength. He threw away his walking stick and slowly walked towards Liao Jue with his Shang Fang sword.
With every step he took, he seemed to be a year younger!
When he walked in front of Liao Jue, Wang Luo had already stood up straight. His hair had also returned to black, as if he had turned back into a twenty year old youth.
"Come, Emperor of Wulin, fight with my Shang Fang Sword!"
Wang Luo's voice was bright and he didn't look old at all.
Li Fan was a little surprised. Is Wang Luo alright? Was he pretending to be old all along?
That's not right … Li Fan could feel that Wang Luo was really weak just a while ago. He was probably having a terminal lucidity and had completely overdrawn his last bit of life force to use at this moment!
"Young man, watch carefully, how I fight with Liao Jue!"
As Wang Luo spoke, he leaped towards Liao Jue.
"Courting death!"
When Liao Jue saw that Wang Luo still dared to provoke him, he raised his palm and slapped towards Wang Luo!
Wang Luo raised his Shang Fang sword and placed it in front of him.
He also used his mental power to protect his body, but his body was still sent flying more than ten meters away. Both of his feet kept sliding on the ground. Finally, he hit a pillar and stabilized his body.
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