The bright moon was as gentle as before, as if the blood moon had just died, just as the stern blood moon was just an illusion for everyone. But when they saw the figure in red, everyone immediately threw the judgment behind their heads. The blood moon had absolutely not disappeared. She just came here and turned into the woman in red in front of her, with bloody sharpness and the quiet elf of the moon. As he said, Qiu Wang stood up straight from the main seat, and made a gesture to invite the woman in red at the entrance of the hall, and smiled heartily: "Is it a pity that a guest came from afar! Please come in!"

The woman in red turned her gaze to the hall. Lu Hui saw her appearance clearly, with a familiar and unfamiliar face, and a calm and focused look. He almost screamed out, but even if he did not lose his composure on the spot, his face was not better, as if he had seen an evil ghost, so gloomy and terrible! He sat at the corner of the platform, and his expression changed all the people on the platform, which aroused everyone's curiosity. Who is the sacred woman in red is now? She can not only be praised by the unfathomable zombie Taoist priest, but also change Lu Hui, who has extraordinary martial arts skills.

Wusheng's mother, who had been silent, suddenly coughed a few times, and smiled strangely. She gently tapped the small table next to her with her right hand, and asked Du Xu, who was sitting aside with indifferent appearance, and said, "Zombie Daoist, why not introduce this girl to us?"

It seemed like an illusion. Everyone felt that when Wusheng's mother said the word "girl", her tone was quite playful. Du Xu took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and said to Lu Hui as if she was pointing out: "I don't know much, but Lu Daxia is the old man in the martial arts world. After all, that girl is a man in the martial arts world. I believe Lu Daxia knows it more clearly!"

Several ancestors exchanged their eyes invisibly, and Lu Hui murmured in a daze: "Her name is Su Shuwen, and he will surely shock the world's peerless master, and he is also a fellow teacher of Lu... sister!"

"Oh!" The Golden Rooster Ancestor glanced at Du Xu without leaving any trace, looked very interested, and asked: "So, Lu Daxia and this Miss Su are from the same sect, and they are indeed famous masters and masters! I wonder if Lu Daxia's respected teacher?"

"I don't know!" Lu Hui said firmly: "It was just a coincidence that he got the inheritance of his predecessor! Lu just got the scale claws, and the one who really got the inheritance was still Su... " He had no good intentions in his words, but just wanted to cause some trouble for Su Shuwen. Sure enough, when he heard that Su Shuwen had obtained the true teachings, all the ancestors on the platform were secretly shocked. Lu Hui, who only got the scale claws, was so powerful. The true teachings of the predecessors seemed to be very precious! A hint of saliva flashed in the eyes of several ancestors.

Su Shuwen took a step forward, as if stepping on the drum beats of the heartbeat of everyone. "Peng!" The people who were close to her felt their hearts suddenly locked, as if they were strolling on the beautiful lakeside. Su Shuwen walked forward gracefully and slowly, contrary to her ease and ease, people within a few feet of her side were covering their chests, as if they were enduring great pain, rolling and crawling to give her a spacious road.

The people of the Donghai team stared at the terrible woman who killed four of their teammates in the blink of an eye, as if they were a little happy, and a little angry, showing a hint of cruel murderous aura. When facing this terrible woman, Redno, that idiot, would definitely understand how bad he was! Then he was a little panicked, and suddenly such a strong enemy appeared, which was very unfavorable to their completion of the task.

Whether they were afraid or afraid, Su Shuwen still walked towards the ring slowly. One foot had already stepped onto the platform. Redno took a deep breath, looked at Su Shuwen on the stage evilly, muttering: "What a delicious smell! I seemed to have seen the sweet and mellow blood flowing under her snow-white neck. It must be thicker than the blood of the purest saint and tasted more wonderful. It's cheaper that bastard Afulin!"

The blood clan named Afulin on the stage might not think so. From the moment Su Shuwen stepped onto the platform, a faint aura enveloped him, and the strong chill in his heart made him feel shuddered! It was as if he was surrounded by the pope and seventeen or eighteen cardinals! He was born with the keen sense of the blood clan, and the dry old men nearby, the weak scholars, and the bandits with a fierce aura gave him a feeling that they were more terrifying than the cardinal archbishops in the Holy See! He called the police crazy in his heart.

In this case, how dare he regard the woman who looks very weak in front of him as a person who can be easily dismissed! He whispered the authentic Jiangnan Wuyin soft words, solemnly raised the Western sword to Su Shuwen, performed a noble duel, and said, "Please!" Someone among their blood clans suddenly shouted: "Afulin, where is your gentlemanly demeanor? When facing a lady, you should at least give her three points, just use one hand!"

Afulin naturally would not take this seriously. In fact, he was already fully focused on Su Shuwen and had no time to pay attention to them. Redno glanced at the man coldly and asked him to swallow the rest of his words into his stomach. He knew in his heart that the man was jealous of Afulin and wanted to make a few sarcastic words. It would be fine, but this stupid act of destroying his own people in front of the Chinese made him very angry!

Su Shuwen slowly pulled out two slender soft swords, with a quiet and peaceful expression, as if she was not here to kill and duel, but chanted scriptures and prayed in the Buddhist temple. Afulin let out a high and sharp scream, flying towards Su Shuwen at a very amazing speed. The people watching heard the roar and felt that their souls were about to be torn apart, like a huge hammer hitting their most fragile brains. With a "buzz!", they were in a state of discomfort.

A little better, and when he came to his senses, he found that Afulin had disappeared on the field. Afulin's speed of flying had broken through the sound barrier, and in fact, it might be faster. At the shoulder blade on his back, a group of mysterious runes emitted a glimmer of light. When the air met Afulin who was moving forward, it not only did not become his resistance, but became his support under the influence of the runes. So his speed was so fast, but there was no movement at all. A pair of hands as hard as steel penetrated into Su Shuwen's heart.

However, at the same time, a figure suddenly jumped up in the direction of his advance. The two long swords were like silver-white wings, giving the figure a light feeling, intertwined into a pair of graceful spiral lines, slashing towards him at the same time, blocking the rune power of the two long swords, as if they were white paper, and were easily torn apart.

As if it was an illusion, Afulin actually heard a low moan while breaking through the speed of sound: "The body is like the flying wings of a colorful phoenix!" The light and sharp swords seemed to be the wings of a phoenix. They broke through time and space and flew past Afulin's body. Two terrifying sword auras suddenly exploded on Afulin's body, tearing Afulin to pieces!

The bloody corpse fell from the air, causing everyone to exclaim, but Su Shuwen seemed to have not seen it. The wings formed by the two swords came straight towards Afulin's corpse. Another sword was like a charm, and the two long swords seemed to be one, one foot above Afulin's corpse, and a blood-red figure was forced out of the void and cut into two pieces by the sword energy.

The upper body of the blood-red figure sank slightly, connected to the lower body in the unbelievable eyes of everyone, and recovered as before. But only a few people and Afulin himself knew that although there was no problem on the surface, Su Shuwen's sword energy had actually damaged his soul's origin. Tens of thousands of blood shadows emerged from Afulin's body, densely covered with dozens of feet in a radius. A young blood clan behind Redno exclaimed: "It actually forced Afulin's death river out, she is dead!" Before he finished speaking, hundreds of blood shadows in the death river flashed and collapsed into a ball of dirty blood.

Afulin was afraid that even if he transferred some of the damage in time, it would cause hundreds of blood spirits to collapse. If the damage was fully blessed on him, it would definitely be seriously injured with one blow. The blood spirit's collapsed blood cannot be used by the blood clan. Afulin made up his mind and collapsed hundreds of blood shadows into blood in the sky. Under his control of his thoughts, the blood around him turned into sharp blood arrows, and shot towards Su Shuwen densely, just like thousands of troops and arrows firing at the same time.

Du Xu sneered disdainfully and looked at Su Shuwen floating in the air meaningfully. Su Shuwen stretched his right hand forward, with a lazy feeling that he had just woken up. This was a spoof creation by Du Xu. Inspired by Du Xu, who was a clan on the earth, was forced to scream, which was enough to create anger. Therefore, this trick was called "Awakening" by him!

Of course its real name is - "There is a touch of harmony in the heart!" Su Shuwen's red lips rose lightly, as if he was awake, not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle, between free and real and illusory, as if he was in the heart, a sword appeared in Afulin's dream from Su Shuwen's heart, and gently slashed towards Afulin's soul. Feel the anger in my dream! Du Xu roared angrily from the side, shattered dream! Awakening anger! Let your soul experience it once too!

Afulin, who was trying to feel the movements in Su Shuwen's heart through the blood clan's superpowers, felt that he could easily feel Su Shuwen's heart. Under his own actions, he had a clear mind and a sword that easily came to his soul. A blow that created the world cut his soul into two sections. Afulin in reality screamed, and bloody flowers spewed out of his orifices, and fell to the ground from the air, like a pool of mud.

Redno looked at him gloomyly, Afulin was beaten into mud without fighting back, and had to face the ridiculous look of the East China Sea team. A sharp light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Afulin on the ground and said coldly: "It seems that the preparations were correct. Although the price was a bit painful, for the glory of the Son of Blood, we must sacrifice this for the glory of the Son of Blood!" In his words, he actually had great confidence in Afulin's victory.
Chapter completed!