Chapter 65: Su Chuanfang's Secret

In the blood-red world, Zhan Feihong vaguely saw a figure getting closer and closer to him, and he couldn't tell who this person was now, but he felt that the wanton surging aura in his body urgently needed to vent, so he subconsciously waved his palms and hit it.

However, after these palms slammed out, he suddenly came back to his senses, and couldn't help shouting: "Hide !!"

It's a pity that he was surrounded by the surrounding black mist, where could Su Chuanfang see this sudden palm, and when he heard the young man's shout in his ears, he had already been slapped on his body by the surging spiritual pressure.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the girl's mouth, and bits of blood shot down to the layers of black mist, piercing several large holes and wetting the boy's clothes.

It was as if the blood was a little better than the flames, and in the blink of an eye, even the young man's clothes were burned out of the hole, and after touching the skin, a trace of white smoke immediately rose.

At this time, Miss Su, like a kite with a broken string, flew out towards the rear.

After rolling on the grass for an unknown number of times, her body slowly stopped. The girl only felt that the sky was dark, and her whole body seemed to fall apart, and she could no longer move for half a minute.

The blood splashed on the skin had already burned into the skin, but Zhan Feihong didn't care about the bone-eating pain, shook his body, and walked towards the direction where Miss Su fell with difficulty.

He couldn't believe that the girl he had been desperately protecting had been injured in his hands because of a momentary negligence.

This kind of blow is about to collapse the young man's strong mind.

What did I do, what exactly did I do?!

Constantly questioning himself in his mind, the aura that burst in the five elements of Zhan Feihong was churning to the extreme again, and the bulging bags that were constantly swimming could be seen from the outside. His face revealed intricate convex lines, and he, who already possessed five spiritual veins, was even more terrifying than other spiritual cultivators.

The red glow in his eyes pierced the air in front of the young man like two beams of light, and with each breath, the blood mist that spit out completely enveloped the immature face. Suddenly, through the blood mist, two red lines gradually slipped from below the two beams of light shot out of those eyes, and the iron-like young man finally couldn't help but shed tears.

At his sad moment, Su Chuanfang, who fell to the ground, suddenly moved.

Through the mist of blood, Zhan Feihong vaguely saw the girl's figure standing upright, and then lying on the ground again.

A piece of blood light, which was thicker than his surroundings, slowly rose from Miss Su's back, and it was clear that there were no other characters around, but a deep voice came from the young man's ears.

"Whoever hurts my clone, die!!"

This deep voice shook Zhan Feihong like thunder, and then he saw that the place where Su Chuanfang was was empty.

It seems that the boy instinctively foresaw the danger coming, and the blood-red world suddenly became extremely slow. He subconsciously swept his gaze to the surroundings, only to see a wave of crimson blood, rushing towards him at a rapid speed.

This "fast" is the conclusion reached after the normal time is slowed down to the point where one breath is like three breaths. If you look at it according to the eyes of ordinary people, I am afraid that it is on the same level as lightning.

Zhan Feihong watched as this wave of blood was about to hit him, but he couldn't dodge half a step. Although his dragon eyes were barely able to catch the trajectory of the other party, with his current physical condition, he really couldn't keep up with this kind of reaction speed that transcended the constraints of time.

The blood wave almost overlapped with the boy without any deviation, and Zhan Feihong finally saw the face lurking in the blood wave for a moment before feeling the pain.

It's good if you're okay。。。。。。

The girl in the blood wave, her long black and bright hair was dyed crimson, and her two eyes full of spirit were full of anger.

Zhan Feihong closed his eyes and gave up dodging completely.

Even if this collision knocked him to pieces, it was more comfortable than watching Su Chuanfang lie on the ground lifelessly.

At least, she didn't become a waste person or even lose her life because of herself.

However, after a moment, the pain that should have been experienced did not come as expected.

The young man's heart couldn't help but be strange, his eyelids opened a gap, and he found that his location was more than a foot away from the blood wave that hid the girl.

What's going on?

Zhan Feihong was puzzled, but when he wanted to find out the reason, the blood wave pressed down on his side again.

The violent spiritual pressure caused the young man's whole body to tremble again and again, thinking that it was a missed blow, which completely annoyed the owner of this blood wave.

Through the dragon's eyes, the young man finally saw the terrifying scarlet outline above the blood wave this time.

At the same time, he also understood what kind of animal's head the gesture of Uncle Wasp's companion was.

I thought you were the daughter of a hidden realm。。。。。。

Unexpectedly-

It's actually the descendant of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf!

In addition to the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf, what fierce beast could there be, more dignified than the blood of the dragon that was about to turn into an immortal?

It is rumored that this Blood Demon Celestial Wolf is a descendant of the Moon Eater Demon Wolf in ancient times.

Different from the two categories of spirits and murderers divided by spirituality, it is a real demon beast.

It is precisely because of this that the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect has developed to the strength of the other two major demon sects in just a few hundred years, becoming the third largest force in the demon cultivator.

The boy's eyelids twitched involuntarily, and the things that he couldn't figure out before were now all figured out.

Looking up and glancing at the illusory outline of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf, Zhan Feihong only felt an incomparably strong spiritual pressure emanating from the blood wave.

This spiritual pressure spread to the point of a radius of 100 zhang, and it simply suppressed the countless plants and trees by a few inches, not daring to raise their heads.

As for the boy closest to the spiritual pressure center, he was even more miserable, his body could no longer withstand this kind of coercion, and he was about to fall to the ground with his hands on the ground, turning into a kneeling appearance.

But in his heart, he didn't want to give in to this demon wolf.

As the saying goes, men have gold under their knees, kneel to the sky and kneel to their parents, but never kneel to animals!

A hint of resoluteness flashed on his still immature face, Zhan Feihong gritted his teeth and raised his head, his red eyes staring at the outline above the blood wave, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Little ant, is you also worthy of being able to do it in front of me?" The low voice sounded in the young man's ears again, the blood wolf suddenly lit up, and Miss Su's palm burst out of the blood and slapped it on the top of Zhan Feihong's head.

Obviously, the speed of this palm was not very fast, but the young man couldn't dodge sideways.

His body had already been firmly locked by the spiritual pressure coming from all directions of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf, and with Zhan Feihong's humble aura, he couldn't resist it at all.

Seeing that Miss Su's palm covered with red light was about to slap his Heavenly Spirit cover, a brown light flashed, and the young man disappeared in place again.

"Rat, you dare to meddle in my business?!" Zhan Feihong appeared a foot away, and a thunderclap-like roar almost burst his eardrums.