My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head: 1057 Returning Sword

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1057 Returning Sword

Wang Luo's fleshly body is powerful, and Li Fan can't hurt him, but today he ate the blood from Liao Jue's empty hand.

"It ’s Martial Arts Emperor, this palm power is really strong."

Wang Luo wiped the corner of his mouth, "But I was killed by Little Qiang (cockroach), not so easy to die!"

As he said, Wang Luo carried Imperial Sword, fell off the pillar, and then flicked at the foot. The whole person suddenly disappeared and quickly approached Liao Jue. The treasure sword in his hand continued to stab toward Liao Jue!

But Liao Jue just sat there, just extended an finger, and kept blocking Wang Luo's sword.

In front of Liao Jue, it seems that expert of Wang Luo's level is just like a child, and is fooled by Liao Jue at will.

No matter how hard Wang Luo tried, he could not break through the defense of Liao Jue.

"No, you are too weak."

Liao Jue sneered, "Your strength does not seem to improve much compared to fifty years ago."

"This is not necessary."

Wang Luo suddenly took a few steps backwards, and then raised his Imperial Sword high, "This Imperial Sword is the divine sword created by 49 alchemists!"

"I have heard some rumors of Imperial Sword."

Liao Jue sneered, "But what can I do with a handful of ancient sword?"

"It only takes a little Spirit Force to connect this treasure sword."

Wang Luo said, "The sword has the mark of heirs from generation to generation. Do you want to see it?"

"I don't like big talkers."

Liao Jue sticks out a finger and points to Wang Luo, "You can die."

A True Qi broke out on his finger, which was an instant art, Wang Luo more than ten meters away, and a finger wide blood hole appeared in chest.

Wang Luo spit out another blood, he held his legs steady and stood there.

"In my name, guard China. Cut the gods up and down the ghosts!"

Wang Luo stabbed this Imperial Sword into his belly.

"Returning Sword !!!"

Before Li Fan was shocked, a golden light wrapped Wang Luo's body.

Like a small sun appeared in the underground palace, it instantly pierced the eyes of Li Fan and Liao Jue.

When golden light was gone, Wang Luo stood there, with blond hair, wearing a black-gold coat, carrying Imperial Sword in his hand. This changed the appearance of Imperial Sword, which was originally three feet long and is now close to two meters. It was dragged to the ground by Wang Luo.

"The state of using Returning Sword for the first time in so many years."

Wang Luo said proudly, "Probably my last gorgeous go on stage! Liao Jue, let's come to the second round!"

Talking, Wang Luo appeared in front of Liao Jue instantly, and the golden sword in his hand was instantly cut off!

Liao Jue immediately resisted by take action, but Wang Luo's sword turned out to be a bit faster, directly piercing the eyebrow position of arrived Liao Jue.

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

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

After performing Returning Sword, Wang Luo's power seems to have increased greatly! His battle with Liao Jue has also become a lot easier. Several times he broke the defense of Liao Jue, and the long sword was cut on Liao Jue.

Liao Jue Although fleshly body is old, True Qi still covers his body, just like a coat, protecting his body.

Wang Luo cut a few swords, only hurting a little bit of Liao Jue.

Both are now at the level of abnormal. Even if they are Li Fan of Generation's Grandmaster, they would not dare to jump in, otherwise they must be tragic!

He understands Wang Luo's intention to find him, that is, to keep him watching all this, take a look at the way Liao Jue moves, get familiar with his fighting skills, and then understand his terrible strength! So as not to suddenly encounter Liao Jue in the future, the death is unknown.

After considering Li Fan, he continued to watch the fight between the two seriously.

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

Wang Luo's Returning Sword still has a time limit. in addition's physical condition is getting worse and worse, and he has slowly fallen.

"Monarch Fist!"

Liao Jue seemed to have seized the opportunity. He sat there and punched Wang Luo!

The terrible Fist Astral almost compressed this space! The whole palace shivered with it!

Booming, a palace behind was directly razed to the ground by this terrible Fist Astral!

Wang Luo fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, his body was scarred, and his black and gold coats were all damaged.

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

Fist Astral destroy the Heavens and extinguish the Earth of Liao Jue, this is his stunt!

"Leave this ..."

Wang Luo threw treasure sword to Li Fan, "As long as this sword is still there, Imperial Sword will still guard China ..."

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

"You thought, did you really run away?"

"I know, you can't leave this seat now."

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

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

"Can you do it with you now?"

Liao Jue laughed, "My Fist Astral, the range is one kilometer! As long as he hits out, he has no place to hide!"

"Do n’t underestimate me."

Wang Luo stood there, "Liao Jue, I can play another 300 rounds with you!"

"You do n’t even have a sword, how to fight me!"

When Liao Jue mentioned True Qi, the surrounding floor began to spread cracks, like a spider web, extending around.

And Li Fan was holding the Imperial Sword and stood at the door of the hall, hesitating a little.

"Do n’t hesitate! Go!"

Wang Luo shouted at Li Fan, "Do n’t let my blood flow!"

He said, he pushed his hand at Li Fan, and a huge Spirit Force impacted on Li Fan's, pushing him out.

"Where to escape!"

Liao Jue directed Li Fan's and made a Monarch Fist!

Even if it's Li Fan, it can't escape a thousand kilometers in a flash!

However, Wang Luo roared, he stretched out his hands, the jade around him continued to explode, and jade flew continuously, gathered in front of Wang Luo, and quickly formed a huge jade treasure sword, full of hundreds Mi Chang, manipulated by Wang Luo, hangs on top of Liao Jue's head and heads down towards him.

This huge treasure sword is like Creation of the World.

But Liao Jue sat there, only changed his fist in one direction, and hit it toward the top of his head.

"Boom!"

This huge jade sword was smashed into **** by Liao Jue's Monarch Fist and scattered around.

Wang Luo knelt in front of Liao Jue, coughing up blood in his mouth, he began to age quickly, and his vitality was quickly lost.

"Successful, Liao Jue."

Wang Luo squeezed his eyes at Liao Jue, "Li Fan ... he has left."

"He is Li Fan?"

Liao Jue stood up directly from the dragon chair and looked at Wang Luo angrily, "Damn Imperial Sword, I killed you!"

"He ... He is Imperial Sword ..."

Wang Luo closed his eyes happily in Fist Astral of Liao Jue.