The cloak billowed, and Shura filled with Red Flame.
Having experienced many life and death situations, Mu Fan's gaze at this moment was indifferent yet resolute.
When Shura's right hand touched the hilt of the blade, an almost soul-tearing sharpness surged up instantly.
Just this sense of soul destruction had already made Evil Wing freeze, and in the next moment, it desperately flew backward.
The thumb gently pushed, the right hand gently twisted... suddenly drew out!
In an instant, blood-colored thunder shone in space.
Shura, unsheathed the blade.
"I want to see if it can withstand..."
"My blade!"
A violent impact wave, like smashing through a mirror, exploded vertically.
Evil Wing flying rapidly backward was instantly blown away.
In an instant, Shura pulled out a straight line of blood in this space.
The long blade swirled up like a dragon!
With supreme sharpness, it fiercely slashed diagonally downward!
A sticky invisible substance, like a cosmic bag, pressed again.
