1049 The sun never sets
"Master Wang Luo, you can leave at any time."
What Lawrence holds in his hand is Bordeaux's cane. With the help of the Magic Association, he had just forcibly increased his magic power and became the new God of Magic, replacing Bordeaux.
He saluted Wang Luo, "You are Shang Fang's sword, and we don't want to go against you. But this boy and this woman must stay."
"how?"
Wang Luo chuckled, "What do you want to do to my apprentice?"
"The devil is already dead, why don't you let Shen Chen go?"
Li Fan asked.
"As long as she's alive, there's a chance the demon will come back."
Lawrence said firmly, "So, Li Fan, I hope you can understand."
"I forgive your grandma's legs!"
Li Fan yelled angrily. After all, his temper still had a little bit of youthful loyalty in it.
"We don't have to do anything."
Lawrence said to Li Fan, "As long as you join our British nationality and become our warrior of Great Britain. At that time, the Queen will also award you a title. With your strength and your contribution to London and the United Kingdom this time, you will definitely be recognized." You will be awarded a baron. When the time comes, wouldn't it be better for you to enjoy endless glory and wealth?"
"Although... I didn't live a good life in China. But I can't betray my own nation."
Li Fan did not hesitate and directly rejected Lawrence's request.
"Then you are going to be our enemy."
"It's not enough to say nothing."
Li Fan raised his spirits and said, "Let's start a war."
"Leave Li Fan alone."
Lawrence raised his cane, "All magicians, activate spiritual magic!"
Under Lawrence's order, all the magicians raised their sticks and cast spells on Li Fan.
More than a hundred senior magicians worked together to release the spiritual spells that Li Fan was least good at. There is no doubt about Li Fan's fighting ability, but at this moment, he felt as if there was a big mountain pressing on his heart, making him feel like he had lost the desire to fight, and he didn't even have the strength to move his body.
It was like having a nightmare while sleeping, and Li Fan couldn't get out.
"Sure enough, you have discovered this boy's only weakness."
Wang Luo stretched out his hand, pulled out his Shang Fang sword, and held it in his hand.
"In this case, there is no need for me to be polite to you."
"Do you really want to be our enemy?"
Lawrence looked at Wang Luo in front of him, "We have three magic gods here and more than a hundred fifth-level magicians."
"It's indeed a big deal."
Wang Luo nodded, "Even when I attacked the Creator, I didn't see you spending so much effort. However, you guys are not enough to deal with my Shangfang Sword!"
Wang Luo said, holding his sword and walking towards the magicians.
"Attack Wang Luo!"
Lawrence gave the order, and more than a hundred magicians released their magic at Wang Luo at the same time.
But Wang Luo stretched out a hand and seemed to release a barrier, easily blocking these magics.
No matter how many magic attacks from magicians, they could not hurt a hair on Wang Luo's body. Wang Luo had already approached a magician, waved his sword and chopped off the magician's head.
"I feel like I'm going to kill a lot of people this time."
Wang Luo had a smile on his lips, "It's just a good time, find more people to accompany me."
"With my command, the furious wind and tornado will roll!"
A tornado enveloped Wang Luo's body.
The tornado tore the surrounding objects into pieces, and a sword waved and cut the tornado directly.
Wang Luo walked out of it, holding Shang Fang's sword in his hand, "I'm sorry, I, Wang Luo, haven't noticed the Dharma God or anything like that yet."
"Imperial Thunder!"
"The flames of doom!"
The other two Dharma Gods also activated great magic. Thunder, lightning and flames fell from the sky at the same time, falling towards Wang Luo.
Wang Luo raised his left hand and pointed in the air. A car flew up next to him, blocking the two magical attacks for him.
"Boom!"
The car was directly exploded, but Wang Luo stood underneath, unharmed, letting the car parts fall around him with flames.
"Wind pressure!"
But Lawrence had already planned. He suddenly made a sneak attack. A strong wind pressure blew Wang Luo's body away and hit a bus next to him, causing the bus to explode!
"The Sword of China is nothing more than that."
Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief. After taking care of Wang Luo, Li Fan would be easy to deal with.
"Oh, I disappoint you."
Wang Luo's voice came out again. He slowly walked out of the blazing fire, with Shang Fang's sword on his shoulder. He stretched out his hand and put out the flames on the corner of his clothes. "If there is anything more exciting, please take it out together and make me happy."
Lawrence's heart twitched, this Wang Luo was more powerful than that demon!
The mayor is right. If Li Fan becomes the Shang Fang Sword of the next generation, I'm afraid that the sun will never set and the empire will never prosper!
This national weapon must be cut down!
"I am the only one who doesn't know martial arts, Shang Fang Baojian."
Wang Luo held his sword and continued to kill the magicians around him while saying, "However, this shortcoming will be completely made up for when my apprentice takes over."
"I won't let you go!"
Lawrence took out the pocket watch in his hand, "Even if no one can kill you, I still have a secret trick."
"Are you going to sacrifice yourself to stop my time?"
Wang Luo had already seen the determination in the other person's eyes. This Lawrence was probably serious.
"As long as I kill you, my companions will execute Li Fan and the Devil's Son."
Lawrence's finger was already on the pocket watch, "Goodbye, Sword of China!"
Lawrence activated the last magic, he tried to deprive Wang Luo of time.
Both of them are aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wang Luo soon had white hair, and Lawrence also turned from a handsome boy to gray hair, and fell to his knees on the ground.
The two magicians launched magic at Wang Luo, but Wang Luo once again opened his mental barrier to block their attacks. At the same time, he threw out the sword, used his mental power to control the sword and killed two magicians, and then returned it to his own hands.
"What… "
Lawrence looked at Wang Luo tremblingly, a little unbelievable.
"I live a long life."
Wang Luo's laughter was filled with vicissitudes of life, "If it weren't for my health, I'm afraid I could live to be more than a hundred years old."
"Damn... miscalculated..."
Lawrence looked at the other two Dharma Gods, "Who of you... will take over from me..."
Stopping time with your life is a great magic that only the God of Magic can perform.
But at this moment, the other two Dharma Gods all flinched.
Despair appeared in Lawrence's eyes.