The battle in the Fun Garden is compact and constricted.

Wang Luo held the thunder sword in his hand and weaved a brilliant thunder net in the spacious hall. Every line of thunder arc can easily cut off a doppelganger phantom belonging to Yan Fuxue. In just a few breaths, Yan Fuxue had been killed to the ground, and his corpses were piling up like a mountain.

However, in this limited space, the old man in short-sleeved shorts was as alive as a leek, no matter how many times he was killed, he could always jump out of all kinds of unbelievable corners in the next moment, with a cute smile, aiming at Wang Luo's relatively empty vital point, and stabbing out a highly poisonous dagger!

In the middle of the hall, Wang Luo seemed to be surrounded by thousands of people, even though he was invincible, but there was also a hidden danger of being outnumbered.

"The Lord of the Mountain......

After a greeting, Yan Fuxue's head fell to the ground, and the second half of the words could only come from another corner of the room.

"Have you ever thought about such a question......"

As soon as the old man in the corner appeared, he was hit by a thunderous fireball in the middle of the door, and his entire upper body was blown to pieces.

So Yan Fuxue could only squirm out from the shadow of the beam, and after barely opening a volley of sword qi with a dagger, he asked, "I am so generous and self-casting, maybe I just want to divert the tiger from the mountain?" The Lingshan Forbidden Area is now semi-open, and without you in charge, the half-abandoned prohibition can't stop my companions. ”

When the words fell, the thunder sword in Wang Luo's hand suddenly softened into a soft whip, and the spirit snake bypassed the beam of the room, and the whip tip was thrown heavily on Yan Fuxue's front door, turning him into a half-charred corpse and falling down.

However, Yan Fuxue's voice is still ghostly.

"In addition, if you didn't always let Shi Yue stay with you and stay in the Governor's Palace, it was also a big failure. The little butler tree in Shifu doesn't have the slightest effect of sheltering, and maybe in a few minutes, you will see that stubborn little girl standing on my side. ”

Wang Luo was unmoved, only focused on wielding the thunder sword, as if he was unswerving, but also as if he was tired of coping.

"Lord Wang, since you and I can't help each other, why don't we each take a step back? I know that there are also Governor Han's hearers outside Quyuan, as well as the Garrison Regiment's desolation team, so let me fight them, how about it? ”

Wang Luo's response was only a mechanical sword dance.

"Oh, Lord Mountain, you are so reluctant to force yourself, but what reason can't you back down? Is it for the daughter of Governor Han? Or let me change the question, Han Ying, is she really Han Ying? ”

However, even such a sensitive topic still failed to make Wang Luo shake in the slightest.

Although his posture standing in the middle of the hall was already stained with Yan Fuxue's poisonous blood.

"Mountain Lord Wang, if you really think that you can win a protracted war, then I have to warn you that you are a little self-righteous. Every sword you make now is equivalent to a full force attack of the Jin Dan level, and you have cleverly converged your strength, controlling it within a narrow range, not even the walls and floors of the house will not hurt a bit, and the loss of the Yuan Shen is even greater. So how long can you maintain this set of thunder sword swordsmanship? A quarter of an hour, an hour? But I can last forever, so with your sword alone, you will never be able to kill me all. A futile attempt will only make you look like a clown. ”

Wang Luo still did not respond.

"Alas, since the mountain lord doesn't believe it, I can only prove it to you."

So time passed in the staggered thunder and light.

After a long time, it seemed like it was just a moment. The huge hall had been flooded with Yan Fuxue's blood, and the confined space had caused the thick blood paste to flood people's ankles. And the piles of charred black corpses, even if they were gradually baked into ashes by the tears of the high temperature, still filled the room little by little...... The battle, as literally it sounds, unfolds on the pile of corpses.

Yan Fuxue's performance of the lotus flower gradually fell silent.

All the words that can shake people's hearts have been spoken, and all the tricks that can be used in battle have been used. But Wang Luo still stood in the middle of the hall, tirelessly slashing the clone that could never be cleaned, tireless, not weak.

"Lord Wang, I admire your patience, but I'm sorry, I still have things to do in the future, and I can't play with you all night. So one last question for you, have you ever considered that I can hide in the shadows and make you spin around like a headless fly, but why do I have to spend so much effort to conjure up so many clones for you to kill? Hehe, have you ever thought about stepping on my corpse pile and fighting for so long......"

Without waiting for Yan Fuxue to finish speaking, Wang Luo couldn't help but laugh.

"I'll ask you a question too."

Yan Fuxue was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Wang Luo to suddenly speak after a long time of fighting.

“…… The mountain lord asks. ”

"So far, you have summoned a total of 714 avatars, and the wreckage on the ground is put together, how many can you make up in total, have you counted?"

The next moment, Yan Fuxue's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously whispered in his mouth: "This, this can't be ......"

Wang Luo smiled: "It seems that there is no counting, no wonder you are willing to play with me for so long in this game of late-night feeding." However, since you are the wasteland inheritance of the left of the sky, you shouldn't know that when the innate Dao body eats, you can't only use your mouth. ”

"You, you're crazy!"

"Hehe, wasting food is crazy."

“！！”

The irrepressible fear overflowed like a flood, and Yan Fuxue's endless momentum in the hall suddenly stopped.

After that, he immediately tried to restrain his mind and prepared to launch the corpse explosion that had been accumulated for a long time, but he was desperate to find that the spell that should have been completed seemed to be moth-eaten and rat-bitten, and a piece was missing!

As a result, the original logical activation spell was also exposed! This momentary fluctuation was keenly captured by Wang Luo without hesitation, and the next moment, an unprecedented violent thunder burst out, blasting the entire hall to pieces.

Whoa!

At the same time, it was as if the glass shattered, and the whole space exploded.

The small hall and the mountains of corpses and blood piled up in the space all disappeared without a trace with the fragmentation of the space.

There was only an old man in short-sleeved shorts, standing in the corner of the room, holding a dim oil lamp in his hand, the glazed lampholder was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and the lamp plate was missing a piece, and the notch seemed to be gnawed by teeth...... The old man was dumbfounded, and his face was frightened.

Wang Luo naturally wouldn't let go of the flaws that the other party revealed in an instant, and stepped forward and grabbed his throat. The true yuan in his body surged out, locking every meridian in his body in an instant. At the same time, the divine thought was the lock, and Yan Fuxue's Yuan Shen was also firmly controlled.

Yan Fuxue's face was bitter, and he was about to speak, but before the voice came out, he felt everything in his body: flesh and blood essence, true yuan divine thoughts...... Like a tide, they were sucked by each other.

Wang Luo said coldly: "You don't have to speak, I prefer to chew the answer from the food." ”

(End of chapter)