Yu Yanyan pushed Han Ming away slightly and wanted to stand up by herself, but found that her feet were weak and she couldn't use much strength at all. She couldn't stand it at all. She tried one or two times, so she had to lean against Han Ming with a red face.

Han Ming didn't care about her at all, but kept staring at the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators who were chasing him.

"The surname of Han, it turns out it's you! Do you know how long I've been looking for you? Hahaha, I saw you, I thought you ran away and couldn't kill you in the secret realm, but I didn't expect you to come back and seek death by yourself!" After seeing Han Ming's face clearly, the monk named Lou suddenly burst into laughter and showed an extremely crazy look.

"Oh, it turns out that it is Junior Brother Lou, and he has built a foundation! He has connected the broken arm? But why do you feel that there are some long and short hands?" Han Ming's face was still plain when he heard this, and he could not see any joy and anger.

The monk named Lou suddenly felt angry when he heard this. The long and short hand he had broken his arm and reconnected was not seen by the Han surname at a glance, and he even said it in public. Even if someone had seen it before, he would not mention it due to his identity. However, the Han surnamed Han did not care about it at all and directly used it to make fun of it.

"You are still stubborn when you die. After you catch you, I must pull you out of cramps and bones, and then throw yourself into the secret realm of Wanhua poisonous swamp, and be bitten by thousands of insects to relieve your hatred!" The monk surnamed Lou laughed in anger and said to Han Ming with a ferocious face.

"Ha, if Junior Brother Lou can do it, come and try it." Han Ming said coldly without any expression on his face.

Looking at Han Ming who looked fearless, and looking at Yu Yan-hyun half leaning in Han Ming's arms, the monk surnamed Lou was even more angry. He was really a pair of adulterers who were colluding with each other.

"I'm sharp-toned, I want to see how arrogant you are when I knock your mouth to pieces. Today I'll take your life and come to avenge my broken arm." The monk surnamed Lou had a sinister look on his face. He stared at Han Ming fiercely, and then looked at the middle-aged man with white face beside him in a blink of an eye. He bowed slightly and said, "Senior Liu, my nephew's biggest enemy, he is still in the Qi training stage and has not advanced to build the foundation. Although he is the tenth place in Xiao Bi, he is definitely not his master's opponent!"

The middle-aged man with white face frowned slightly and glanced at Han Ming, but he didn't care. He was just a tenth in the small competition. Not to mention that he had no foundation building, even if he had foundation building, it would not be enough before the top ten in the competition, unless he was a monk like Xie Lanyi, who could directly enter the top ten in the competition with a cultivator in the Qi training stage, but this was simply impossible.

"Although I have no grudges with you in the future, no grudges recently, and no disputes about interests, in order to repay your personal favor, I still have to lend you a head level. Don't blame anyone, just blame your background for not being strong enough!" The white-faced middle-aged man stood on a huge rock, took a slight step forward, and released a powerful spiritual weapon and attacked Han Ming!

"I really don't know if you really have any support or have a brain problem. A small Qi training cultivator looked fearless and calm in the face of three foundation-building cultivators. He wanted to scare us away with this? It's really ridiculous!" A monk named Lou frowned next to the yellow robe foundation-building cultivator frowned and released a spiritual weapon to attack.

Looking at the several spiritual weapons attacked, Han Ming was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he smiled coldly. When he moved his feet, he hugged Yu Yan's wife. Chen Yuxin and the other women retreated more than ten feet in a row, easily widening the distance from the spiritual weapons. The speed was so fast that it really jumped the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Holding Yu Yanliang and Chen Yuxin against a rock, Han Ming stood up, looked at the direction of the three foundation-building stages of the monks surnamed Lou, and said lightly: "Chun'er, since he has dived to such a close distance, when will he not take action at this time?"

Before Han Ming's speech could be finished, a faint blood-colored mist suddenly appeared near the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and became rich at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just one or two breaths, it turned into a large thick rolling blood mist, directly covering the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

During this period, Master Liu, the top ten sect competitions, realized something was wrong and immediately used magic to escape from the range of bloody mist. But before he could escape from a small distance, a faint white shadow flashed past him, and then a painted black monster knife slashed straight at his head, and immediately forced him back.

Waiting to retreat to the top ten of the sect competitions, they were preparing to use some powerful means to break out, but they were shocked to find that the blood-colored mist had completely surrounded the three of them, and there was no loophole to dig into.

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The top ten used some methods to explore the blood mist, but they disappeared without exception. Whether it was spiritual weapons, spells, or spirit beasts, there was no splattering of waves. What shocked him was that his Snow Cloud Squid Spirit Beast, who had perfected Qi cultivation, was directly covered by a thick mass of blood. In just one breath, he died and had no time to resist. Then, under the erosion of the blood mist, it turned into a white bone in an instant!

The heart of this sect's top ten sects slowly sank. The blood-colored mist was too strange. Could it be the legendary blood training tool without grade? But hasn't the method of refining this evil weapon been lost long ago?

Yu Yan's eyes were full of shock at the large cluster of blood that suddenly appeared in the distance. What's going on? Why are there anyone hiding in the dark? This blood mist was definitely not done by Brother Han in front of him!

After thinking a little, Yu Yanliang had some guesses that the blood mist was probably made by Junior Sister Xun'er or Senior Sister Xie.

"No wonder Senior Brother Han is fearless. With those two here, there really is no need to be too afraid of the three people on the other side. Senior Sister Xie made a qi training and entered the top ten of the competition. Now that the foundation is built, there is definitely no need to be the master Liu!" Yu Yanliang thought secretly in his heart, but he had a sense of doubt in his heart. The bloody smell of blood was so strong, and it was also exuding a sense of evil spirit. No matter how you look, it doesn't look like the spiritual weapon of Junior Sister Xun'er or the female cultivator named Xie, which is too inconsistent with their temperament.

Seeing the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators being directly shrouded by the blood evil spirit energy of the Blood Evil Gour, Han Ming's mouth curled up a little. With Chun'er's Blood Evil Gour, he was not afraid of even facing the late Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Anyway, he and Chun'er both have the magic power of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators, which can stimulate most of the power of top-level spiritual weapons.

This Blood Evil Gourd is the most powerful magic weapon on him. When it comes to its actual effect on the foundation-building cultivators, it is not worse than the magic weapon that only the legendary elixir monks can use!

As soon as he stimulated the crystal jade cloak behind him, Han Ming instantly turned into a afterimage, and a few flashes appeared directly before the blood mist. Then he raised his foot slightly and stepped into it.

After Han Ming stepped in, the blood mist rolled in, and the smell of blood gradually spread, as if some giant beast was stirring wildly inside, and some fierce fighting sounds were heard from time to time.

After half a quarter of an hour, a figure staggered out of the blood mist. Then, without thinking, using his left arm with residual blood, he released a top-grade flying spirit weapon. His magic power surged wildly from the body, and directly turned into a light to escape and fled out.

Just after the figure escaped from the blood mist, Han Ming also slowly stepped out of the blood mist. He held a man's arm in one hand, and looked at the white-faced middle-aged man who was running out, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"It hurts the vitality and cut off your arms to survive! It's worthy of being the top ten in the competition. It's really a bit of courage and means, but unfortunately, do you think you're going to escape from the blood mist, even if you fight for your life? That's a big mistake." Han Ming threw it casually, and the broken arm of the middle-aged man with a white face in his hand was thrown back into the blood mist. Then he slapped the storage bag slightly, released the Feiyun Boat, jumped up, and chased towards the middle-aged man with a white face in front.

Since you have to do it, you must eradicate the roots and eliminate future troubles forever. Otherwise, who would know whether the Jindan-stage monk behind the monk surnamed Lou would attack him!

With Feiyun Zhou here, the top-grade flying spiritual weapon that Master Liu relies on is a complete joke.

"Fellow Daoist Han, why bother to force each other? Liu has no complaints with you in the future. It's just a holiday today. You have taken down Master Lou. You have to vent your money and take him. Why do you still have to chase Liu?" The middle-aged man with white faceless face glanced back, but saw Han Ming standing at the front of a milky white spiritual boat, looking at him with a smile.

"Mr. Liu saw the blood sacrifice weapon of his junior nephew, and knew that his junior had taken down Junior Brother Lou. If Junior Brother Lou did not leave the secret realm alive, wouldn't the junior nephew have to commit a crime of using evil weapons and murdering his fellow disciples? This crime can never be afforded!" Han Ming sneered twice and replied.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Han, after Liu left, he would never tell anyone about what happened today. Liu was willing to swear as the demon of his heart. Fellow Daoist Han just rest assured!" The middle-aged man with white face immediately explained.
Chapter completed!