Chapter 1056: Sword and Emperor

1056 Sword and Emperor
"Do you want to hear your story?"
Emperor Liao looked at Wang Luo sitting in front of him, and the masked apprentice standing next to him.
He didn't seem to take these two people in his eyes. "Also, although this palace is large, there are very few people who can chat. Anyway, you are about to die, and you are magnanimous. Maybe you can make a pair of ghosts, and Get on the road. "
"Thank you so much."
It seems that this is the purpose of Wang Luo. He asked, "How about talking about your name first?"
"I can tell you, no matter what, the surname is Liao, and the name is absolute! It is after the emperor of Liao country! This world has always been puppet. So far, the practice of martial arts has been to unify the rivers and lakes, and then Huaxia, to revive the imperial power of our country. "
"What can we do? It's a modern society now, it's about nationality, human rights, and it doesn't take the emperor's style at all."
"What modern society, what nation, what human rights!"
Liao Jue sneered again and again, "It's just a group of stupid people making a fool! Although I don't go to the ground very much, I know what kind of world is on the ground now! Chaos, darkness, and horrible destruction is about to come!"
"Can you unify Huaxia and become emperor, can you save it all?"
"of course."
Liao never hesitated to confirm this, "He is the strongest emperor. In order to become stronger, He even abandoned his loved ones. Too forgotten, this is the highest state of martial arts!"
"The emperor who the six relatives don't recognize. Seriously, if such people rule me, I can't stand it."
Wang Luo swaggered.
"Otherwise, you are just stupid people!"
Liao Ju laughed, "You people will never understand, the King is powerful!"
"Speaking of which, I just saw a man who thinks of God a few days ago. He is just as pretentious as you, but he was beheaded by myself."
"Do you say the demons of Alcatraz?"
Liao Jue's words surprised Li Fan. How did this guy stay in the palace? It seems that his intelligence sources are also very powerful!
Li Fan couldn't help but look at the emperor who lowered his head and sat on the dragon's chair. What was he capable of?
"Even if you have great ambitions, but you can't live long with this body, right?"
Wang Luo asked, "Is it impossible for your daughter to work hard?"
"I don't have such a daughter. Where is she like my princess in Liao Dynasty!"
Liao Jue sneered, and there was no trace of affection in her voice, "She is not worthy to inherit your family business! You still have to defend it by yourself!"
"Then your body ..."
"This is where I need Li Fan. He has a special shape and a part of the Liao bloodline."
Li Fan froze for a moment, he still has a bit of Liao nationality? How elaborate this thing is, this country has long been destroyed. Where can I go to study the bloodline!
"You can really find it. Is it possible that you have studied that the soul cannot be transferred?"
"Soul is a spiritual force."
Liao Jue is a martial arts master, but has some knowledge of the field of spiritual power.
"Not long ago, I caught a mutant and studied the mental power from him."
"You ... really researched?"
Wang Luo could not help asking.
"Of course, I buried myself in a grave, buried alive for three days and three nights, and finally broke through the realm of spiritual power."
Liao Jue proudly said, "Although the flesh's body is no longer available, as long as you find a suitable flesh and use some methods, you can transfer the spiritual power of you! In our words, it is called robbing the house! If you continue to transfer, I will never die! Even Zhou Guifei cannot do this! "
Looking at Liao Jue's crazy smile, Li Fan finally understood why Wang Luo was desperately trying to bring himself here.
He brought himself to understand the truth of things together. If he asks himself, I'm afraid there is no way to tell Li Fan himself ... the truth of the matter, and this most terrible enemy.
"Well, we're almost talking, you guys should be on the road!"
Liao said arrogantly, "It's your pleasure to see you off the road."
"It's almost the same."
Wang Luo nodded, and slowly stood up. "That being the case, it is my honor to be able to fight the Emperor Wulin in the last time."
"Oh? You can't fight a puppet like you?"
Liao absolutely laughed, "Even if it is so, it can easily destroy you."
Speaking of it, Liao Ju raised his palm and shot it over the air.
"Boom!"
The palm wind wiped Wang Luo's body and blew it onto the outside wall, directly knocking down a Kowloon wall.
Wang Luo was standing a little to the right, holding the Shang Fangbao sword in his hand, still smiling.
"Liao Jue, you are really great. Your skill has even surpassed a generation of masters, right?"
"He has the power of a hundred dragons! He is a legendary master of the holy level!"
Liao Jue's words made Li Fan a bit desperate.
I managed to step into the realm of a generation of masters, but on top of it, there was still a legendary ... holy level ...
"Yeah yeah, holy level, it's terrible."
Wang Luo nodded, "But you in this body can only exert 80% of the power, even lower, how about 50%?"
"Oh, 60%."
Liao Jue told them very directly, "Even 60% can easily kill you."
"Some things, how can you know without trying?"
Wang Luo suddenly seemed to have strength, throwing away his cane, holding Shang Fang's sword, and slowly walking towards Liao Jue.
Every step he took seemed to be one year younger!
When he walked in front of Liao Jue, Wang Luo had completely stood upright, and his hair had returned to black, as if turning back to a twenty-year-old youth.
"Come on, Emperor Wulin, fight with me, a Shangfang sword!"
Wang Luo's voice was bright, and he was not old.
Li Fan is a little surprised, is Wang Luo all right? Has he always been pretending?
No ... Li Fan can feel the real weakness of Wang Luo a while ago. He is probably returning to the light and returning the last vitality completely. Use it at this moment!
"Look, optimistic, how did Liao and I fight!"
Wang Luo said, leaping towards Liao Jue.
"court death!"
Liao Jue saw that Wang Luo dared to provoke. He raised his palm and slaped Wang Luo away!
Wang Luo raised his Shangfang sword and lay in front of him.
The mental strength was also in front of him, but his body was still blown out more than ten meters away, his feet constantly sliding down on the ground, and finally hit a pillar to stabilize his body.