Devil's Concubine

Chapter 320: I'm so angry that I become a beauty (2)
"stop!"

"Be merciful!"

The four of Mo Ranchen roared at the same time, and they rushed forward as quickly as lightning.

Four people, from four different angles, rushed towards the Emperor, and each used their lifelong skills to bombard him with all their strength!

"You are too weak, let me go back." Human Sovereign flipped his left hand, flicked his sleeves lightly, and easily lifted several people into the air.

But in this way, he froze slightly when he slapped Chu Yunshang's palm.

Although this palm is still too fast and powerful for ordinary people, it is enough for Chu Yunshang.

At the critical moment, she found a chance, folded her figure, and in a posture that violated the human body, abruptly turned over in mid-air, and slapped dozens of palms in a row, slapping Renhuang's palms away, not daring to have any Without hesitation, he rushed straight towards Mr. Wushuang.

Chu Yunshang knew in her heart that the Human Emperor had already had the desire to kill her. If she stayed, she would only die. She had to rush to Master Wushuang as quickly as possible. Only in this way might she be able to protect herself .

Chu Yunshang was also very worried. Renhuang's World Shaking Huangquan was too powerful, and he didn't know how Master Wushuang was doing now, whether he was seriously injured.

Thinking wildly in her mind, Chu Yunshang didn't dare to slow down at all, frantically mobilizing the essence in her body, the essence burned, and the whole person turned into a pale white shadow, drifted away, and disappeared.

Laughter suddenly sounded at this moment.

The voice was warm and warm, without any trace of fireworks, it was the most compassionate and peaceful smile in the world. After the laughter, a cyan shadow appeared out of thin air and appeared in front of the Human Sovereign.

It's Mr. Wushuang.

He was injured, and there was a smear of scarlet blood on the corner of his mouth, but this did not damage his face at all, but added a bit of blood-stained demeanor.

When Renhuang saw Young Master Wushuang, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was slightly shocked.

As soon as the World-Shaking Emperor punches out, there is no opponent in the world. He originally thought that even if Mr. Wushuang survived by his own punch, he would be seriously injured, but he didn't expect that Mr. Wushuang just vomited a mouthful of blood , from top to bottom, there is no sense of prostration or embarrassment.

Human Sovereign narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked behind Young Master Wushuang. From a distance, he saw Chu Yunshang standing among the ruins. The white figure was dazzling white.

Under his punch, most of the entire Mingyu Villa collapsed, almost burying Mr. Wushuang in it, but Mr. Wushuang stood up.

At a glance, Human Sovereign saw the mystery.

He was a little unbelievable, and asked aloud, "Why didn't you resist just now?"

Master Wu Shuang smiled slightly: "I don't want to die too soon!"

No one can stop the World Shaking Emperor Fist, not even Mr. Wushuang, who has the confidence to stop it.

Therefore, knowing that he couldn't stop him, Mr. Wushuang chose to escape.

He collapsed several courtyards in a row. On the surface, he seemed to be seriously injured, but in fact, every time he collapsed a courtyard, the power of the World Shaking Emperor Fist was weakened a little, thus dispersing the damage of the fist wind to him. That's why he can still stand up.

"You are the smartest person I've ever met." After a moment of silence, the Emperor said slowly, "To be honest, if possible, I don't want to be your enemy, and we can even become sympathetic friends."

"The road is chosen by oneself. The road is different, so we don't conspire with each other." Mr. Wushuang shook his head lightly.

The Human Sovereign grinned: "That's right, the ways are different, and we don't conspire with each other. Even if we are speculating with each other, we can only become enemies in the end. Between you and me, there can only be one person between heaven and earth. But, we I want to ask you, what is your way?"

"My way is the common people in the world." Mr. Wushuang said lightly, not arrogant or domineering, but with his own demeanor.

"My Tao is also the common people in the world. How is this different from yours?" Human Sovereign asked coldly.

"Personal selfish desires are above all living beings, and using all living beings as cattle and horses, this is the biggest difference." Mr. Wushuang spoke neither too fast nor too slowly, as if he wanted to persuade the emperor with words.

The Emperor scoffed and sneered: "So the Dao is moral, but the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom. If you don't agree with my way, I may not agree with your way, pedantic and hypocritical guy."

"So, you and I are strangers!" Mr. Wushuang gave a rare laugh and said, "This is the end of the matter. If I don't show a little sincerity, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. You were prepared."

"I'm looking forward to it!" Human Sovereign responded arrogantly.

Mr. Wushuang stopped answering. He took a step forward. After one step, his aura was completely different. If Mr. Wushuang at the previous moment was as gentle and modest as jade, then Mr. Wushuang at this moment has become a mountain, a mountain Majestic and majestic, unattainable!

Young Master Wushuang is far away from the Emperor, but when he looked at the Emperor, there was a hint of condescension in his eyes.

His wrist slowly turned up, and there was a wind, the gentle wind, like the caress between lovers.

The wind blew towards Renhuang, and Renhuang's pupils suddenly contracted. He sensed the danger and felt the threat.

This wind is not wind, but a knife that kills without blood.

The wind drives the flow of air, and the hot night seems to have entered spring from summer. On the surrounding green grass, there seem to be clusters of flowers blooming one after another, which is dazzling.

However, there were no flowers, but there was a sudden killing intent.

The killing intent came very suddenly, at the moment Young Master Wushuang raised his wrist, it swept towards the Emperor.

Young Master Wu Shuang yelled softly: "Shooting palm!"

One palm can punch a hole in the sky, let alone a person.

Soaring palm?
A hint of astonishment slipped quietly in Human Sovereign's heart, and the figure retreated suddenly, but unfortunately, it was too late.

The wind of the palm was brutal, coming from all directions, and surrounded him.

Once the gentle wind is close, it becomes a knife, a gentle knife is the most deadly.

Human Sovereign's breath was stagnant, and he swung his fists out, trying to break through the encirclement of the wind. Two touches of blood burst out of his pupils in an instant, which was the precursor of the rage.

(End of this chapter)