Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Junior Brother Lu Shuang, the situation is urgent now, please don't stop me."

"Otherwise, Fellow Daoist Zhang may be in danger of his life!"

Wangsu is naturally the one who cannot understand the implications of Lu Shuang's words.

Now that he saw Zhang Yifeng was about to die at the hands of the Blood Demon, how could he just sit back and do nothing.

If Zhang Yifeng hadn't taken action just now, Wangsu might have been lying on the ground with his soul under Jiuquan now.

"Senior Brother Wangsu, I know you are very anxious, but please listen to my advice. You don't need to intervene in this battle."

"I hope you can believe that Brother Zhang is strong enough to deal with this mere blood demon."

Lu Shuang's expression remained motionless upon hearing this, his eyes solemnly staring at Wangsu.

"Junior Brother Lu Shuang, you!"

Wangsu had a puzzled look on his face, not knowing why Lu Shuang was so insistent.

Just looking at Lu Shuang who was pressing his shoulders tightly, Wang Su's persistence gradually collapsed.

"Junior Brother Lu Shuang, are you serious?"

Wangsu groaned, looked at Lu Shuang with a complicated expression and asked.

"Of course, senior brother, just be optimistic."

Lu Shuang replied with a chuckle, and then calmly looked at Zhang Yifeng, who was about to face the Blood Demon not far away.

Seeing Lu Shuang's unreasonable self-confidence, Wangsu pursed his lips.

He has never seen Junior Brother Lu Shuang trust someone so much.

I still remember that when Lu Shuang was just brought over by the leader, Wangsu glanced at him from afar and met his eyes.

At that time, Lu Shuang's eyes contained many emotions, such as panic, fear, etc. In summary, it was distrust of unfamiliar environments.

And all the uneasiness and fear caused by what he has experienced.

The leader had not explained Lu Shuang's origins to them in detail, but Wang Su and other more senior disciples understood that Lu Shuang was probably a survivor of an evil cultivator's attack on the village.

After all, the reason why the leader went out before was to quell the evil cultivator who was causing trouble.

I didn't take anyone with me when I left, but I came back with one more Lu Shuang. The key to this is self-evident.

It has been a full year since Lu Shuang came to Wushuang Sect.

Compared to the beginning, Lu Shuang was obviously much more familiar with everyone in the Wushuang Sect, and would greet them when he saw them.

However, Wangsu has always been attentive. Whenever he meets Lu Shuang, he greets him with a smile on his face.

Wangsu could always feel a sense of sadness. Lu Shuang's expression was smiling, but he didn't think so.

Lu Shuang's temperament changed drastically a few days ago, and Wangsu also looked at him from a distance.

It's just that this time Lu Shuang's face was expressionless, but Wangsu didn't feel any sadness from his body anymore.

Now looking at Lu Shuang with shining eyes, Wangsu felt for the first time that the smile on his lips came from the heart.

It was precisely because of this that Wangsu gave up his persistence and believed what Lu Shuang said.

Maybe this fellow Daoist Zhang can really compete with the blood demon as Lu Shuang said.

After thinking about it like this, Wangsu's expression gradually calmed down.

Let’s not mention the situation on Lu Shuang’s side for now.

He saw the blood demon in front of Zhang Yifeng, rushing towards him at a very fast speed as if he was in a deserted place.

While approaching quickly, the blood demon did not forget to speak nonsense.

"Hahaha, is this all the Wushuang Sect can do?"

"You are unwilling to help when you see someone who is not from your sect?"

"Or, you are all too scared by me to move!"

"It doesn't matter, once we deal with this kid, none of you can escape!"

The blood demon's sinister and strange laughter spread in all directions, and when the surrounding Wushuang disciples heard the sound, they all clenched their fists with angry expressions on their faces.

The blood demon said this just because he noticed the movements on Wangsu's side.

Seeing that he didn't dare to come over to cause trouble for him again, contempt suddenly flashed in the blood demon's eyes.

In his opinion, it was nothing more than Wangsu narrowly escaping.

Seeing someone blocking me, I took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation to get off the donkey.

"If nothing else, your boy must die first!"

The blood demon suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Yifeng in front of him with a ferocious expression.

At this time, the blood transformed by the blood demon gun had covered Zhang Yifeng's entire arm, squirming like a leech.

The blood demon knew very well that this was the effect of his dirty blood magic.

Not to mention that Zhang Yifeng stood motionless in the face of his attack. He was obviously controlled by the dirty blood.

"go to hell!"

The blood demon raised his right hand with a crazy expression, and at the same time, the blood demon shadow behind him also raised its giant claw.

There was a lot of dirty blood flowing in the dark red giant claws.

As the blood demon clapped his hand down, the blood demon figure who stood up also swung his huge claw towards Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng, on the other hand, looked calmly at the giant claw that was about to fall above his head, unmoved by it at all.

Finally, with a loud bang, the huge claws of the **** demon instantly pressed Zhang Yifeng's entire body under the giant claws.

The smoke and dust in the sky are centered on the giant claw, floating in all directions.

"Ahem."

The Wushuang sect disciple who was closer was immediately thrown into ashes, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to disperse the smoke and dust in front of him.

As a breeze blew by, the smoke and dust in the sky was blown away.

What was revealed was a huge dark red claw that had been slapped into the ground.

The claw marks left by the giant claws were engraved on the ground, and the ground paved with spiritual bricks in front of Wushuangmen Mountain was violently smashed with cracks.

"Friend Daoist Zhang!"

Wangsu was shocked and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng's figure was no longer visible on the ground, and it could only be that he was under the giant claws of the **** demon behind the blood demon.

With this kind of strength and momentum, if he was hit hard, there would be no chance of survival!

Wangsu clenched his fists, filled with anger and nowhere to vent, so he could only glare at the Blood Demon fiercely.

"I want you to pay with blood!"

Wangsu was so angry that he immediately summoned the red divine sword and rushed towards the blood demon.

At the same time, he was regretting in his heart why he had listened to Lu Shuang's words and failed to rescue Zhang Yifeng in time.

Filled with rage, Wangsu was about to rush towards the Blood Demon.

However, a figure stopped in front of him again, it was Lu Shuang again.

"Junior Brother Lu Shuang, do you still want to stop me?"

Wangsu suppressed the anger in his heart and asked Lu Shuang with clenched fists.

His eyes were full of grief and anger. His savior was dying in front of him, but he didn't have time to help.

Deeply influenced by the Heavenly Fan, Wangsu faced the grace of saving his life, even if it means sacrificing his own life as repayment.

"Senior Brother Wangsu, don't be anxious, this matter is not over yet."

"This evil demon's opponent is still Brother Zhang."

Lu Shuang just chuckled, not showing any signs of anger toward Wangsu.

Because he understood that with his state of cultivation, he could not see what the situation was like on the field.

This blood demon is just a demon in the small Qinghuang world. Even if he possesses sorcery, he can't hurt a single hair of the famous God of Death.