Wang Luo's physical body was so strong that even Li Fan could not hurt him. But after taking Liao Jue's palm, he vomited blood.
"As expected of the martial arts emperor. The power of that palm is indeed strong."
Wang Luo wiped the corner of his mouth, "But I have the life of a cockroach. I will not die so easily!"
With that, Wang Luo carried the Shang Fang Sword and descended from the pillar. With a flick of his feet, he suddenly disappeared and quickly approached Liao Jue. The sword in his hand kept stabbing towards Liao Jue!
But Liao Jue just sat there. With just a finger, he kept blocking Wang Luo's sword attacks.
In front of Liao Jue, it was as if an expert like Wang Luo was just a child who was being played around by Liao Jue.
No matter how hard Wang Luo tried, he was unable to break through Liao Jue's defense.
"No, you are too weak."
Liao Jue sneered, "Your strength seems to have not improved compared to 50 years ago."
"That might not be the case."
Wang Luo suddenly took a few steps back and then raised his Shang Fang Sword, "This Shang Fang Sword was forged by 49 necromancers back then!"
"I have heard of some rumors about this Shang Fang Sword."
Liao Jue sneered, "But what can an ancient sword do?"
"With just a bit of mental power, you can connect with this sword."
Wang Luo said, "The sword has the mark of the inheritors. 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 now."
A stream of vital energy exploded from his finger, and in an instant, a bloody hole the width of a finger appeared on Wang Luo's chest, who was more than ten meters away.
Wang Luo vomited another mouthful of blood. He stabilized his legs and stood there.
"In my name, I will guard China. Kill the gods above, kill the ghosts below! "
Wang Luo stabbed the Shang Fang Sword into his abdomen.
"Return Sword!!"
Without waiting for Li Fan to be shocked, a golden light enveloped Wang Luo's body.
It was as if a small sun had appeared in the underground palace. In an instant, Li Fan and Liao Jue's eyes went black.
When the golden light dissipated, Wang Luo was standing there with a head of golden hair. He wore a black and gold coat and held the Shang Fang Sword in his hand. The appearance of the Shang Fang Sword had also changed. It was originally three feet long, but now it was close to two meters. Wang Luo dragged it on the ground.
"After so many years, this is the first time I've used the Returning Sword state."
Wang Luo said proudly, "This is probably the last time I make a grand entrance! Liao Jue, let's have the second round! "
With that, Wang Luo instantly appeared in front of Liao Jue and slashed down with the golden longsword in her hand!
Liao Jue immediately tried to block it, but Wang Luo's sword was even faster. It pierced Liao Jue's glabella.
Liao Jue immediately stretched out his other hand and grabbed the sword with his palm.
"Your Majesty, you can't either!"
After using Sword Return, Wang Luo's strength seemed to have increased tremendously! His battle with Liao Jue had also become much easier. There were several times when he managed to break through Liao Jue's defense and slashed his body with his long sword.
Although Liao Jue's body had aged, his True Qi was still covering his body like a coat, protecting his body.
Wang Luo slashed a few times but only managed to injure Liao Jue's flesh.
The two of them were currently at an abnormal level. Even a grandmaster like Li Fan wouldn't dare to rashly intervene. Otherwise, he would be the one who would be in a miserable state!
He understood the reason why Wang Luo called him over. It was to let him watch all of this, to see Liao Jue's moves, to familiarize himself with his battle techniques and then understand his terrifying strength! In case he suddenly met Liao Jue in the future and died without knowing why.
After Li Fan thought it through, he continued to watch the two of them fight seriously.
After fighting for a while, the difference in strength between the two of them started to appear.
Wang Luo's Returning Sword still had a time limit. In addition, his body's condition was getting worse and worse. He was slowly falling into a disadvantageous position.
"Monarch Fist!"
Liao Jue seemed to have grasped the opportunity. He sat there and punched Wang Luo!
The terrifying fist aura seemed to have compressed the entire space! The entire underground palace started to tremble!
With a rumble, the palace at the back was flattened by the terrifying fist aura!
Wang Luo fell onto the ground in a sorry state. His body was full of injuries and his black and gold coat was torn.
"Kid … the rest is up to you …"
Liao Jue's fist aura could destroy the world. This was his ultimate technique!
"Let's leave this place …"
Wang Luo threw the sword to Li Fan, "As long as this sword is still here, the Shang Fang Sword will still protect China …"
Wang Luo's voice moved Li Fan a bit. However, Liao Jue sneered.
"Do you really think that you can run away?"
"I know that you can't leave this seat now."
Wang Luo kept looking at the few tubes that were inserted behind Liao Jue. The tubes were supplying him with nutrients to maintain his body.
"As long as I stop you, he will be able to survive."
"With the current you, can you do it?"
Liao Jue laughed, "My fist aura has a range of 1000 meters! As long as I attack, he will have nowhere to hide! "
"Don't look down on me."
Wang Luo stood there, "Liao Jue, I can still fight with you for another 300 rounds!"
"You don't even have a sword. How are you going to fight with me!"
Liao Jue activated his True Qi and cracks started to appear on the floor, spreading out like a spider web.
Li Fan held the Shang Fang Sword as he stood at the entrance of the palace hesitating.
"Stop hesitating! Hurry up and leave! "
Wang Luo shouted at Li Fan, "Don't let my blood flow for nothing!"
With that, he pushed his hand at Li Fan. A huge mental power charged at Li Fan and pushed him out.
"Where are you going!"
Liao Jue charged at Li Fan and threw out a monarch fist!
Even if it was Li Fan, he would not be able to escape 1000 meters in a split second!
But Wang Luo roared as he stretched out both of his hands. The surrounding jade stones kept on exploding as more and more jade stones flew over and gathered in front of Wang Luo. Very quickly, they formed a gigantic jade sword that was 100 meters long. Wang Luo controlled it to hang above Liao Jue's head and slashed down.
Such a gigantic sword seemed to be able to split the heaven and earth.
But Liao Jue just sat there as he changed the direction of his fist and punched above his head.
"Boom!"
The gigantic jade sword was smashed into pieces by Liao Jue's monarch fist and scattered around.
Wang Luo half knelt in front of Liao Jue as he continuously coughed out blood. He started to age quickly and his life force was quickly flowing away.
"Success, Liao Jue."
Wang Luo blinked his eyes at Liao Jue, "Li Fan … he has already left."
"He is Li Fan?"
Liao Jue immediately stood up from his throne and looked at Wang Luo angrily, "Damn that Shang Fang Sword, I will kill you!"
"He … he is the Shang Fang Sword …"
Under Liao Jue's fist, Wang Luo closed his eyes in relief.
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