The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 339 Angel's Wrath!
It was only one round, and Battle Angel Michael suffered a great loss for underestimating the enemy.

However, Chu Mo is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Because of some former martial arts seniors, after attacking the opponent, he will stand back and wait for the opponent's next round of attack.

In Chu Mo's previous life, those two brothers were all particular about the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

Chu Mo more or less learned it all.

(Seeing this, Li Yufeng couldn't help jumping out and yelling: "What do you mean he has learned it more or less, he has already learned the essence of it, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand..." Xiaohan had to stand by Wiping away my sweat.)
"Aren't you happy?" Chu Mo, he was using his strength to push the bent battle angel Michael from the outside to the inside, and then he crossed his hands at the same time to push out. This time, the battle angel Michael Caleb's chest felt like the river was rushing through the sea, and his blood was tumbling.

Chu Mo's posture is exactly one of the eight strengths, the squeezing strength!
"Wow..." The battle angel Michael was attacked by Chu Mo, his face was rosy, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Boss...is...is he a monster?" Hans looked up into the air, and he could clearly see the scene where the battle angel Michael vomited blood, and he kept muttering.

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"If he is not a monster, can he be our boss?" Zeng Xiaoren stood aside and said with a strange expression.

"That seraph has suffered, Tai Chi is really weird!" Blood stood aside, looking at the battle angel Michael who was vomiting blood after being chased by Chu Mo in the sky, and said with a slight smile in his tone .

This blood is the one who knows the power of Taijiquan the most. You know, he and Chu Mo have known each other for more than a year now, and they have fought against Chu Mo more than a dozen times.

Whenever encountering the most critical moment, Chu Mo's weird Taijiquan showed its power.

Even at such a slow speed, he can always push back the powerful energy of others with incredible power.

Where does Xue know that Chu Mo's kung fu also has very clear formulas.

The so-called: Squeeze, squeeze, and press carefully, follow people up and down, let him hit me with great force, pull four or two thousand catties, bring in and come out when it fails, follow and stick without losing the top.

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"Human, what kind of weird martial skill do you have?" The battle angel Michael, who was beaten into a sieve by Chu Mo, spat out a mouthful of blood, and slowly stabilized his precarious body. His handsome face was very pale, and the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot. asked.

"Tai Chi!" Chu Mo said calmly, looking at the battle angel Michael.

Seeing Chu Mo's calm expression and tone, the battle angel Michael suddenly realized that he couldn't see through the human being in front of him any more.

At the beginning, Chu Mo's movements were like lightning, his fists opened and closed, and his expression was arrogant and domineering, full of evil spirit.

But now after practicing a set of weird boxing techniques called Tai Chi, his demeanor, demeanor, and tone are all very calm, much calmer.

It seemed to be in stark contrast to the beginning, it was basically two people.

"Which one is the real him?" Battle Angel Michael was full of doubts at this moment. He stood up straight, staring at Chu Mo closely with a pair of golden eyes, and kept asking deep in his heart.

"Are you attacking?" Suddenly, an evil smile appeared on his plain face, and Chu Mo asked arrogantly.

"This..." Battle Angel Michael was obviously shocked by Chu Mo's rapid facial changes, and was speechless at the moment.

Chu Mo smiled evilly, and the voice had already reached the ears of the battle angel Michael: "If you don't attack, I will attack!"

The battle angel Michael suddenly realized when he heard the voice, but unfortunately, his awakening was a bit late.

With one punch, a blood-red light directly hit the abdomen of Battle Angel Michael.

"Wow..." Battle Angel Michael spit out a lot of blood again, but this time he knew that Chu Mo's strength had grown, so he also moved.

Although the pain in the chest and abdomen was unbearable, but at least he was an angel who had lived for thousands of years. Michael held the sword in his right hand and swung it towards Chu Mo's chest casually.

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The dazzling white light hit Chu Mo straight.

There was a 'creak' sound on the streamer sword.

The battle angel Michael looked around, and saw a large amount of blood-red energy shields appearing on Chu Mo's chest.

"Broken Demon Shield!" Gu Muming, who was standing on the ground, originally thought that Chu Mo would be seriously injured this time. How could he have thought that at the critical moment, one of Chu Mo's well-known tricks, the Broken Demon Shield appeared on his chest and resisted it in time. A sword of the battle angel Michael.

The power of the Demon-Breaking Shield will be powerless when it encounters the powerful light element. Chu Mo knows this, since the moment the Demon-Breaking Shield was smashed by the golden sword energy of the Golden Armored God of War in Vera City that day, He knew it.

There is no perfect defense in the world, the best defense is offense, and offense is the substitute of defense.

It was Chu Mo who protected his chest with the Demon-Breaking Shield just in case. Obviously, Chu Mo made the right bet this time.

Seeing that his attack was blocked by Chu Mo, the battle angel Michael was also anxious.

He, who didn't want to fully expose his power, was completely angry!

"Drink!" With a loud shout, a lot of bright elements appeared around him.

Chu Mo was planning to continue attacking at first, but at this time a large number of light elements appeared in front of him, so Chu Mo had no choice but to jump back.

"Die to me! Cut the sky with the lightsaber!" The voice of the battle angel Michael seemed to come from the sky, so far away, so solemn, and so sacred.

Jian Mang filled the entire space.

There is a piece of whiteness everywhere.

Chu Mo looked around, all white light, he had no way to escape, and nowhere to escape.

"Fight it!" Chu Mo gritted his teeth fiercely, showing a strong expression on his face.

"Death..." Battle Angel Michael, accompanied by his extremely cold voice, slashed straight at Chu Mo with a large number of swords.

(End of this chapter)