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Chapter 218 Two hundred and eighteen What is your name?

"What?!"

The scene where Long Sen was slashed in half by the Blood Mo Blood Sword, but it happened in just two breaths. Yuan Dong, Zhong Chuan and others, who were in the north, almost glared out their eyes when they saw this scene.

When Long Sen showed a strong elixir to attack the red-haired woman, they were once uneasy about Xue Mo, but who knew that the direction of the situation was very different from what they thought.

Long Sen, the second elder of Guiyin Sect, an intermediate soul doctor, and a fifth-level alchemy cultivation level. Any of these three titles can be used to rampant Wuji on the territory of the Wuyue Empire.

But such a person with special status and strong cultivation level did not even take the mysterious red-haired woman's sword. What was the situation like? Where did this red-haired woman come from and why is her strength so terrifying?

Yuan Dong and others were filled with shock, while Lan Qingfeng and other elders were a little secretly grateful. Judging from the strength of this mysterious red-haired woman who cut off Long Sen with one sword, if she wanted to kill them that day, the Changning Sect would probably have collapsed now.

Even Long Sen, who is in the fifth level of the alchemy realm, is not his enemy of one sword, let alone the cultivation of Lan Qingfeng who only has the second level of the alchemy realm. The red-haired woman's target seems to be Shen Fei, which makes Lan Qingfeng secretly worry.

Long Sen's body, which was split into two halves and the stomach on the ground, was placed on Ningcheng Square. Perhaps the second elder of Guiyin Sect didn't know why he died at the hands of Xue Mo? Such a death was simply too inexplicably strange.

Everyone's thoughts were basically at the moment when Long Sen's body was split into two, but Xue Mo's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and then turned to look at Shen Fei behind him.

Seeing that the red eyes in the black look at him, Shen Fei burst into tears and said dryly: "Uh... that..., thank you for helping me!"

After hearing Shen Fei's words, Xue Mo frowned even more and said coldly: "I just don't want you to die at the hands of others. I will kill you with my own hands, so you don't have to say thank you to me at all."

Shen Fei reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Xue Mo's eyes, and said seriously: "I, Shen Fei, have a clear grudge. Today you really saved my life. One day, I will pay you back."

A glimmer of light flashed in Xue Mo's eyes, and after a moment, the right arm holding the Blood God Sword was slowly raised, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Shen Fei. The blood-colored light emitted from the Blood God Sword made everyone present gather at the tip of the blood-colored sword.

Could it be that this one-armed boy who had just escaped from Long Sen's hand would die under the blood-red sword? After the stunning sword light just now, no one would suspect that as long as the mysterious red-haired woman gave away her jade wrist, the one-armed boy would die under the sword in an instant.

Regarding Xue Mo's actions, Shen Fei could only smile bitterly: "I am seriously injured now and have no power to resist. You only need a light stab to kill my life."

Xue Mo was a little upset when he was stared at Shen Fei's clear eyes. The one-armed boy was able to talk without fear at this critical moment of life and death, which made Xue Mo unable to stab the sword.

Now Xue Mo's body is no longer bound by the head of the Tiancan Jade, but the invisible influence seems to exist. The Blood God Sword pointed at Chen Fei for a long time, and Xue Mo finally said, "Since you are seriously injured, I will not take advantage of you, but remember that your life is mine, and you can only die in my hands."

Hearing Xue Mo's sudden speaking, Chen Fei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. From the beginning to the end, he didn't know why this girl in red insisted on killing him, and she was so stubborn that she had to kill him with her own hands.

Of course, if Xue Mo hadn't had this idea, Chen Fei would have died at Long Sen's hands today. The grudges in this would be very complicated.

But no matter what, after Xue Mo finished speaking, the Blood God Sword in his hand had slowly been withdrawn, and then turned around without saying a word and left.

"Hey, what's your name?" Looking at the graceful red figure, Chen Fei suddenly rushed out.

Hearing this voice, the eyes of the audience were focused on the figure in red. They also wanted to know what the name of this mysterious red-haired woman with terrifying strength was.

However, Xue Mo did not pay any attention to Chen Fei's scream, and walked quickly on a passage that automatically moved out of the crowd. In just a few blinks, his red figure disappeared into the eyes of everyone, which made everyone feel disappointed.

Chen Fei also shook his head and smiled bitterly, but his mind suddenly relaxed, and there was no place in his whole body without pain. The two heavy blows from Long Sen before actually caused his internal organs to be extremely severely shocked.

If it weren't for the extremely powerful physical strength of the Chen Feitian Can't Demon Art, he might not have been able to hold on to Xue Mo and died at Long Sen's hands.

However, Long Sen's fate is dozens of times worse than himself. Chen Fei looked at Long Sen's body, whose stomach was broken into two pieces, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, turned around and walked towards Lan Qingfeng.

At this time, Xie Ying, the sect leader of Diyin Sect, had already stopped fighting with Ding Tong, the eldest elder of Changning Sect. Xue Mo's sword cut off Long Sen's sword light, which made his scalp numb and jealous.

It was not until Xue Mo's figure disappeared from the crowd that Xie Ying finally appeared on the square. Shi Kong, a low-level soul doctor who had failed to compete with Chen Fei for the soul medicine technique, seemed to have lost his soul, staring at Long Sen in a panic, as if he was still staying in the scene just now.

Compared to those who were watching far away, Shi Kong felt a little immersed in the feeling. Xue Mo's sword was only a few feet away from him. When he was breaking the Dragon Sen, Shi Kong seemed to feel the chill of the sword, and the power of that sword was simply beyond Shi Kong's mental ability.

"Hmph, why don't you leave? Is it embarrassing to see you here?"

After all, Xie Ying was the leader of a sect. At this time, Xue Mo was not there, so he seemed much tougher. Seeing Shi Kong lost his soul, he shouted coldly. This guy's performance today really disappointed him, the leader of the Diyin Sect.

Seeing that the two of Diyin Sect were about to leave, Chen Fei, who had already helped Lan Qingfeng up, suddenly turned his head and smiled, "Mr. Shi Kong, you should still remember our bet?"

Hearing Chen Fei's sudden words, Xie Ying and his two steps stopped abruptly, Shi Kong seemed to have come back to his senses, and said with a depressed face: "Of course I remember, I will leave Ningcheng tomorrow."

The two of them suddenly remembered that today's main scene was the soul doctor competition. However, there were too many things that happened, which made most people forget about this matter.

When Chen Fei mentioned this again, many people thought about the cause and effect of the two of them. Many people knew about the bets of this soul medicine competition. The bets of those who lost had to leave Ningcheng and never step into Ningcheng for life, which was indeed a big bet.

Shi Kong's words undoubtedly made Xie Ying's face even more gloomy. In today's competition, their Diyin Sect was extremely frustrated. Not only did they lose the soul doctor technique, but even the second elder of Guiyin Sect and the intermediate soul doctor Long Sen were slashed in half by someone.

Although it was found afterwards that Long Sen died at the hands of the mysterious red-haired woman, Ningcheng Diyin Sect had no connection at all.

Xie Ying no longer wanted to stay in Ningcheng Square for a moment. After snorting coldly, he immediately ordered the disciples of Diyin Sect to pack up Long Sen's broken body, and his face was extremely gloomy and he quickly left.

In fact, with the overall strength of Diyin Sect now, if Lan Qingfeng is seriously injured, it would probably be a good opportunity to attack Changning Sect.

But Xie Ying was really scared by Xue Mo's sword just now. If the terrifying mysterious woman appeared again when she attacked Changning Sect, perhaps her fate would be no different from those two sections of Long Sen.

When the members of Diyin Sect left Ningcheng Square, the atmosphere on the entire square suddenly came alive. During the tense period before, many people were so proud that they did not dare to show off, for fear that the stunning sword would slash at them because of their own voice.

The seriously injured one-armed boy in the field naturally became the focus of the whole audience. Although the mysterious red-haired woman had the action of wanting to kill Chen Fei, more people were willing to believe that Chen Fei had a good relationship with the mysterious woman.

Chen Fei, who has such strong support, believes that today's affairs will spread throughout the Wuyue Empire at an extremely fast speed. Guiyin Sect, who has lost an elder and intermediate soul doctor, will definitely not give up. A storm seems to be foreseeable.

But now, under the remaining power of the mysterious red-haired woman, Chen Fei's momentum undoubtedly reached its peak. With his real identity as an intermediate soul doctor, everyone's eyes at Chen Fei were full of enthusiasm.

They were all thinking about it. It seemed that they would have to get close to Changning Zongduoduo in the future. The first intermediate soul doctor in the Ningcheng realm was a hot commodity. Didn’t you see the city lord Yuan Dong and Luoyun Valley master Zhong Chuan in the northern seats, both walked towards this side with a smile on their faces?

"Haha, Mr. Chen Fei, congratulations!"

The first one to speak was the city lord of Ningcheng, Yuan Dong, and for a noble intermediate soul doctor, Yuan Dong also restrained his arrogance as the city lord. An intermediate soul doctor has no lower status than the city lord of Ningcheng, so Yuan Dong also added the word "Mr."

Chen Fei was a little surprised when he heard Yuan Dong's name. When he saw Yuan Bai beside the former, he immediately realized that this majestic middle-aged man was naturally Yuan Dong, the city lord of Ningcheng.
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