My Wife Can't Be a Liar

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly picked up two long swords.

"continue!"

Wu Luo said concisely.

Chapter 15 Wu Luo, who has three crutches, is fighting

The double swords in his hands kept waving, Wu Luo used his maximum speed for each attack, allowing him to successfully suppress Mephisto's attack.

"Starburst Air Slash!"

Wu Luo chanted the name of the martial art, and then attacked Mephisto's chest, limbs and neck at the speed of counting swords per second.

Although Mephisto was a demon, his combat effectiveness was average, and his body agility and strength did not have any advantage over Wu Luolai. Looking at his attack, he could only defend passively for a while.

Of course, this defensive time will not be too long.

Soon, the long swords in Wu Luo's hands followed in the footsteps of their predecessors and broke from them one after another.

After breaking it, Wu Luo knew that the timing was not good, so he quickly retreated to the back, dodging Mephisto's counterattack.

"Just let me see what your internal organs look like?"

Mephisto said so, and then the sharp scissors opened wide, like the devil's sharp claws, and slashed towards Wu Luo's lower abdomen.

Wu Luo evaded carelessly for a moment and opened a wound.

Then he swung his long sword to defend, but was cut off again by Mephisto's two scissors.

Now Wu Luo was in greater danger.

But it's not completely hopeless, every time Wu Luo feels powerless, a warm current rises up to replenish his lost physical strength, allowing him to fight back again in dangerous and dangerous situations.

.......

While Wu Luo was fighting, on the street not far away, two people were watching them carefully.

"Tsk, it's a miracle of the Creator that my voice is the same as that monster from "Faust"!"

The one who spoke was a blue-haired lady who didn't even seem to be as tall as a Meili.Wearing a patterned sackcloth, holding a book in Danish in his hand.

Beside him was a middle-aged man with brown hair in a green coat, also holding a book in his hand.

Hearing Zhengtai's words, the man laughed and said, "Aren't you similar? He is the monster in the book, and you are the monster who writes the story! Am I right? Hans Christian Andersen."

According to the man's introduction, this guy is the legendary fairy tale king Andersen?So, what is the identity of this man?

"Hmph, aren't you the same? You have written as much as I have, have you? William Shakespeare."

Zhengtai Andersen slowly said the man's name.

"Ha ha--"

Shakespeare smiled and didn't refute anything.

Afterwards, he pointed at Wu Luo who was fighting and said, "What do you say? Shall we go help now? If we don't go, I guess that man won't be able to hold on anymore!"

"Help is fine. Have you found a long sword that is strong enough? Without that, it's hard to fight demons!"

Glancing at Shakespeare, Andersen spoke.

Upon hearing Andersen's question, Shakespeare showed a proud expression on his face.

"Of course, you know, this is my hometown, and I am very familiar with every inch of London. The weapon in that demon's hand is not a magical weapon, and it is not too difficult for me to find a weapon that can compare with it of."

Saying so, Shakespeare took out a long sword inlaid with gems in its handle.

"What else to say, let's go now! It will take a lot of time for us to run over."

Andersen said so, and then stood up.

"That's true, but isn't it just right? We can just enjoy the hymn of heroic fighting more, right?"

......

Dodging one attack after another, even though Wu Luo didn't feel tired physically at the moment, a kind of restless thought arose mentally.

And opposite him, that Mephisto was even worse.

He is a monster playing with human form, but now he feels that he seems to be the one being played.

This made him very unhappy.

"This gentleman, would you please die obediently?"

As Mephisto said, his figure changed to become more ghostly, and at the same time, he was still performing some magic tricks around Wu Luo's mind.

Unfortunately, the latter has no effect.

"I just ignore this little confusion!"

With a sneer in Wu Luo's mouth, he ignored the voice in his ear and continued to attack Mephisto directly.

But although the magic didn't work, the devil's weird movements more or less made Wu Luo's situation not very good at the moment.

The broken sword in his hand was only thirty to forty centimeters, so it was really not suitable for continuing to attack.

"Hee hee, your life is here!"