1056 Sword and Emperor

1056 Sword and Emperor

"You want to hear my story?"

The emperor of the Liao family looked at Wang Luo who was sitting in front of him, and the masked disciple standing beside him.

He didn't seem to put these two people in his eyes, "Forget it, although this underground palace is huge, there are very few people who can chat. Anyway, you are going to die soon, I am magnanimous, let you be a pair of sensible ghosts, and then on the road."

"Then thank you very much."

It seemed that this was Wang Luo's purpose, he asked, "How about talking about your name first, Your Majesty?"

"It's okay to tell you, my surname is Liao, and my name is Jue! I am the emperor of the Liao Kingdom! This world is originally mys. I have practiced martial arts so far, in order to unify the rivers and lakes first, and then China, and revive my imperial power in Daliao! "

"What can we do about this? It's a modern society now, and it's talking about ethnicity and human rights. It doesn't follow the emperor's way at all."

"What modern society, what nation, what human rights!"

Liao Jue sneered again and again, "It's just a group of stupid people messing around! Although I don't go to the ground very often, I know what kind of world the ground is like now! Chaos, darkness, and terrible destruction is about to come!"

"Could it be that you can save everything by unifying China and becoming the emperor?"

"certainly."

Liao Jue confirmed this without hesitation, "I am the strongest emperor. In order to become stronger, I even abandoned my relatives. Too much forgetfulness, this is the highest state of martial arts!"

"An emperor who is not recognized by the six relatives. Seriously, if such a person came to rule me, I would definitely not be able to bear it."

Wang Luo pouted.

"Otherwise, you are just fools!"

Liao Jue sneered, "You people will never understand how powerful the king is!"

"Speaking of which, I just met a man who thought he was a god a few days ago. He was as pretentious as you, but he was beheaded by me."

"Did you say the devil from Alcatraz?"

What Liao Jue said surprised Li Fan. How did this guy know he was in the underground palace? It seems that his intelligence sources are also very powerful!

Li Fan couldn't help but look more at the emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair with his head bowed. What kind of abilities does he have?

"Even if you are very ambitious, with such a body, you probably won't be able to live long, right?"

Wang Luo asked, "Could it be because your daughter has worked so hard to succeed?"

"I don't have a daughter like that, she doesn't look like the princess of my Daliao Kingdom!"

Liao Jue sneered, without the slightest kinship in his voice, "She is not worthy of inheriting my family business! I still have to guard my country!"

"Then your body..."

"This is where I need Li Fan. He has a different shape and has a part of the Daliao blood on his body."

Li Fan was stunned for a moment, he still has some Liao blood? How sophisticated is this thing? This country has long been destroyed. Where can I go to study bloodlines!

"You can really find it. Could it be that you have already researched the possibility of soul transfer?"

"Soul is just a kind of spiritual power."

Liao Jue is a master of martial arts, but he has some understanding of the field of spiritual power.

"Not long ago, I caught a mutant and researched the thing of mental power from him."

"You...really researched it?"

Wang Luo couldn't help asking.

"Of course, I buried myself in a tomb for three days and three nights, and finally broke through the realm of spiritual power."

Liao Jue said proudly, "Although my physical body is no longer viable, as long as I find a suitable physical body and use some methods, I can transfer my spiritual power there! In our words, it's called seizing the house! As long as this Keep transferring, I will be immortal! Even Concubine Zhou, she can't do this!"

Seeing Liao Jue's crazy smile, Li Fan finally understood why Wang Luo had to risk his life to bring him here.

He brought himself here just to understand the truth of the matter together. If he asked by himself, he might not be able to tell Li Fan himself... the truth of the matter, and this most terrifying enemy.

"Okay, the chat is almost over, and it's time for you to go on the road!"

Liao Jue said arrogantly, "It's your honor to send you on the road with my own hands."

"Almost there."

Wang Luo nodded, and stood up slowly, "In this case, it is my honor, Wang Luo, to be able to fight against the Emperor of Wulin in the last time."

"Oh? With a body like yours, do you want to fight me?"

Liao Jue smiled, "Even so, I can easily destroy you."

As he spoke, Liao Jue raised his palm and patted it from the air.

"Boom!"

The palm wind brushed against Wang Luo's body and blew to the outer wall, directly knocking down a Nine Dragon Wall.

Wang Luo stood a little to the right than before, holding the Shangfang sword in his hand, still smiling.

"Liao Jue, you are indeed powerful. Your skill has even surpassed a generation of masters, right?"

"I have the power of a hundred dragons! I am a legendary holy master!"

Liao Jue's words made Li Fan a little desperate.

I have finally stepped into the realm of a generation of grandmasters, but on top of my head, there is still a legendary... Saint-level...

"Yeah, yeah, holy level, it's scary."

Wang Luo nodded, "But you with this body can only exert 80% of your strength, or even lower, how about 50%?"

"Oh, it's sixty percent."

Liao Jue told them directly, "Even if it is 60%, it can easily kill you."

"Some things, if you don't try, how will you know?"

However, Wang Luo seemed to gain strength suddenly, threw away his crutches, carried Shang Fang's sword, and walked slowly towards Liao Jue.

Every step he takes, he seems to be a year younger!

When he walked in front of Liao Jue, Wang Luo had already stood up completely, and his hair had returned to black, as if he had turned back into a twenty-year-old youth.

"Come on, Emperor Wulin, fight with my Shangfang sword!"

Wang Luo's voice was bright, without any signs of aging.

Li Fan was a little surprised, is Wang Luo okay? He always pretended to be old?

No... Li Fan could feel Wang Luo's real weakness a while ago, he was probably returning to the light, and fully used the last bit of vitality, let's use it at this moment!

"Young man, watch how Liao Jue and I fought!"

As Wang Luo said, he jumped towards Liao Jue.

"court death!"

Seeing that Wang Luo dared to provoke, Liao Jue raised his palm and slapped Wang Luo across the air!

Wang Luo lifted his Shangfang sword and placed it in front of him.

His mental strength was also in front of him, but his body was still sent flying more than ten meters away, his feet kept sliding backwards on the ground, and finally hit a pillar before he stabilized his body.