"Release her!" he walked over.
The Demon Emperor frowned but said nothing.
Lu Mingshu struggled to turn her head and saw Yan Wugui approaching step by step.
No, he was no longer Yan Wugui. Those were not Yan Wugui's eyes, nor his posture.
He was not Gentleman Lianzhen either. His eyes were a bloody red; a single glance was enough to feel the nearly boiling murderous intent and malevolence.
It reminded her of that time at the Flying Imperial Palace when she blocked Emissary Ding's sword; he had looked exactly like this.
The Emotion Severing Saber was drawn, its blade in Yan Wugui's hands was sharp and dominant, but now it was filled with a destructive aura.
Yin energy swirled and clung to him as he held the saber with both hands, slicing through the air and casting a blood shadow as he slashed at the Demon Emperor!
The Demon Emperor raised his hand and swept aside, the yin energy swirling to block the blade's edge.
