Chapter 838: Will the old path repeat itself?

Chapter 838: Will the old path repeat itself?

An Yue at the foot of the mountain was on high alert, while Wang Shuo and the Demon Emperor on the mountain turned into streams of light and fought endlessly.

As a member of the new generation, Wang Shuo still lacked some foundation after all. In various fighting methods, he could not compare with the experienced Demon Emperor and slowly fell into a disadvantage.

However, the Demon Emperor was not at an easy time either. Wang Shuo's blood was boiling, his spirit was high, and he fought with all his might with boundless luck. He also burst out with a combat power that could be said to surpass the level of top powerful beings. He used an almost brutal and unreasonable fighting method, exchanging injuries for injuries without any scruples.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor only regretted that his origin was injured by the Sky Demon, otherwise it would be a piece of cake to defeat these human descendants. Why would he have to fight so fiercely!

"Old man, what are you doing? Come here!"

Wang Shuo grinned grimly, his hair crown was broken, his clothes were torn, his face was covered in blood, and his hands were covered in scars so deep that the bones were visible, but he still raised his middle finger proudly.

Although he still didn't quite understand the gesture taught by his master, every time he made it, he actually felt a little excited.

Facing Wang Shuo's provocation, the Demon Emperor remained silent. He just raised his hand to activate the phantom of the Golden-winged Roc, causing a thousand-foot-high gale to rush forward.

Although the battle made his blood boil and he was extremely excited, Wang Shuo would not underestimate the Demon Emperor's methods. Feeling the strong demonic energy in the strong wind, he let out a low roar, and the dragon head sword cut out a sharp edge, splitting the space and blowing all the strong wind into the cracks in the space.

The moment the blade fell, the Demon Emperor had already approached, his pair of bloody claws seemed to be soaked in the blood of all living creatures, carrying a terrifying power that made people's heart pound.

Wang Shuo's pupils shrank to the extreme, like a pinhole, and he dodged by a hair's breadth. A strand of hair was cut off in an instant, and the remaining power of the blood claw penetrated the sky and even shattered a hill in the distance.

"How dare you destroy Anshan's territory!"

Wang Shuo was already furious at the Demon Emperor's humiliation of the creatures of Anshan, and now the aftermath was wantonly destroying the territory of Anshan and ruining the homes that the people of Anyue had protected for countless years. His eyes were red, and suddenly instead of retreating, he advanced and hit the Demon Emperor's forehead with a headbutt that was so close to him!

Boom!

It was not known whether it was because the Demon Emperor's body was too strong, or because Wang Shuo was too stubborn, but the moment their heads collided, a wave of air burst out and instantly hit Wanli Yunyu.

Wang Shuo was dazed by the recoil force. The Demon Emperor also shook his head slightly, staggered back a few steps in the air, and his eyes were dazed for a moment.

Both sides were stunned for a moment, then became furious and fought in a ball, turning into a blazing light, sometimes rising into the air and sometimes falling to the ground. Even though Wang Shuo tried to avoid it, the vast Anshan Mountains were still in ruins.

Fortunately, An Yue had evacuated the surrounding civilians in advance, otherwise such a fight would have probably resulted in the loss of many innocent lives.

Watching everyone's homes gradually collapse and the green mountains and yellow earth shattering inch by inch before his eyes, Wang Shuo became more and more angry. In the end, he was completely crazy. He stalked the Demon Emperor to fight in the sky, completely ignoring the Demon Emperor's counterattack and refusing to destroy the Anshan territory again even at his death.

The Demon Emperor is a very capable person. In order to restore his strength and return to the ranks of Taoist masters, he would do anything. He intentionally dragged Wang Shuo to the ground for a fight. No matter how Wang Shuo provoked or attacked him, he would surround Anshan and would never do what Wang Shuo wanted.

Wang Shuo was so angry that he started cursing loudly, using the eloquence taught by Tian Yao and Li Yuan to the extreme. His shouts and roars spread in all directions, dirty and obscene, and full of insults. He cursed the Demon Emperor so much that his face turned blue and white, and in the end even his lips were trembling, and his handsome and evil face was full of gloomy murderous intent.

The two sides were in a stalemate. Wang Shuo, relying on his youthful vigor, abundant energy and boundless momentum, managed to withstand the attacks of the Demon Emperor. Although his injuries became more and more serious, he never lost.

However, this stalemate could not last too long. Wang Shuo's killing methods were too aggressive, and he was exchanging injuries for injuries, which consumed a lot of energy. If there were no variables, he might be dragged to death by the Demon Emperor.

Suddenly, they heard a gust of evil wind sweeping in from the sky. Some practitioners in Anshan frowned, but then slowly relaxed.

Zheng Tai Biao returned with the ancient treasure, the broken flag of the Emperor of Man, and shouted from a distance of thousands of miles: "Go on!"

Above Anshan, Wang Shuo was cheered up, knowing that it was his own people coming to help. He let out a long roar that shook the sky and broke free from the Demon Emperor's entanglement. He turned around in an instant, reached out his hand, took the broken Human Emperor's battle flag, and draped it directly on his body.

Zheng Tai Biao chose a very good time, which was the moment when the Demon Emperor was exhausted. The direction of his return was right behind Wang Shuo, so the Demon Emperor would not intercept him halfway.

Seeing Wang Shuo wearing the tattered Human Emperor battle flag, the blood on his body once again stained the already bloodstained flag. The Demon Emperor slowly stopped, an indescribable divine light flashed in his eyes, and his expression was indescribably complicated.

How could it not be familiar with this battle flag? When the human and demon races fought each other in ancient times, more than hundreds of millions of demons were buried in front of this flag!

The flagpole made of refined immortal gold was broken by its own hands!

There was also the brilliant and talented Human Emperor, who emerged out of nowhere in a brilliant era. He had amazing fighting power and suppressed the entire world. He defeated the Emperor of the Xuan Clan and fought against the Emperor of the Demon Clan. He led the human race to win the position of the darling of destiny and lived a brilliant life.

Even though the Demon Emperor was arrogant and conceited, he had to admit the unparalleled charm of the Human Emperor. He had fought with him all his life, so how could he not know the significance of that title, and how could he not understand the meaning of this battle flag!

At this moment, looking at the young and energetic Wang Shuo wearing the blood-stained old flag and feeling the other party's extremely strong luck and unyielding pride, the Demon Emperor was really in a trance, as if he saw the great enemy he had been gambling with all his life again.

"In the ancient battle, the demon race was defeated... Is it still the same in this world?"

The Demon Emperor was once the Emperor of Taoism. Although he was radical and extreme and only cared about the cause of the demon race, his vision was also truly top-notch.

At this moment, his heart was stirred, as if he saw the truth behind the invisible trajectory of fate, and saw the doomed hopeless plan of the demon clan.

In this world, the strong prey on the weak, and the strong can easily change the fate of the weak.

But who can change the fate of the most powerful person?

There is only the 'general trend'.

When the former Demon Emperor was facing misfortunes and was defeated in battles, he naturally understood that he was going against some invisible trend, which was why he received such a "punishment", which caused cracks in his Tao heart and made him begin to question himself.

"Hey! Old Demon Emperor, why are you in a daze? Are you scared?"

"If you dare to be distracted in a fight...then you will die!"

Wang Shuo was wearing the tattered flag of the Human Emperor, and the blood on his body had stained it again, but his momentum had reached its peak, like an undefeated myth, overturning all those who thought they were superior!

He let out a long roar and rushed forward, raising the dragon-headed sword in his hand, which suddenly flashed with a thousand-foot-long divine light.

The ancient and tattered flag of the Human Emperor seemed to be awakened by Wang Shuo's blood and the Demon Emperor's breath. It revived from silence and now burst into boundless brilliance, as if completely submerging the Demon Emperor in the light.