"The sea of ​​blood is the sea of ​​bitterness. I am too soft-hearted and I cannot see that the sea of ​​bitterness exists the most."

When his breath pressed down on his feet, the endless sea of ​​blood sank slightly, Han Xiuchen said with a smile on his lips.

But his smile seemed extremely cold.

Even the aura emitted by Han Xiuchen was not as soft as before.

It has become extremely cold invisibly.

At the center of his eyebrows, a long knife pattern appeared faintly.

That was just a moment.

Rumble!

Just as the sea of ​​blood under his feet sank for about ten meters, the sea of ​​blood under his feet suddenly began to shake.

The high waves in the distance slapped at Han Xiuchen.

It was as if the entire boundless sea of ​​blood was furious.

There was also a terrifying aura faintly, slowly recovering from the depths of the boundless sea of ​​blood.

"One moment."

Han Xiuchen glanced at the boundless blood waves that were oppressing him, and muttered softly.

The next moment, the boundless blood wave suddenly split into two, and then it turned into countless blood-red aerosols evaporated and dissipated.

A sharp sword aura was circling and spreading over the entire boundless sea of ​​blood.

And the entire endless sea of ​​blood also fell several meters again.

At the same time, it also appeared in Han Xiuchen's hands...

"It's worthy of being a moment, and the power of a moment has turned upside down."

Feeling this scene at Qingming in the extreme distance, I couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Han Xiuchen, who held the moment, took action, was always so simple and unpretentious.

But it always shocks people.

Because no one saw how much Han Xiuchen had done in that moment.

No one can know how much power Han Xiuchen, who had held a moment of his hand, exerted in that moment.

You have never felt Han Xiuchen take action, and you even felt that Han Xiuchen was still standing there without moving at all, so you were already hit.

Even if it is their existence, it is the same.

Although they could sense a little bit in that moment, they could only barely dodge.

Not to mention fighting back or defending, even dodging is too late...

"Weichen, you and I don't have to mess with the river. Why do you have to cause trouble for me?"

As the terrifying blood wave was annihilated by a knife, the aura that recovered from the endless sea of ​​blood had completely risen to the extreme.

That breath, even Qingming, felt an extremely depressing feeling.

Gradually, hundreds of meters away from Han Xiuchen, a middle-aged man wearing a blood-red robe and extremely handsome appearance appeared.

He stood there like the great way of heaven and earth, giving people a sense of nobility and unimaginable majesty.

At this moment, he looked at Han Xiuchen calmly with his eyes and spoke in a slightly vicissitudes of life.

He really didn't want to meet Han Xiuchen.

Although he has great confidence in his own strength, it is better to have more things than to have less things.

What's more, I don't really want to do it now.

Because the more times he fought with people like Han Xiuchen, the deeper the entanglement between him and the power world road.

So what if Han Xiuchen is killed then?

I am afraid I will fall into the world of power.

"Since the well water does not interfere with the river water, why should you touch the world of cultivation that I am recovering?"

Han Xiuchen carried his hands behind his back, and looked at the man in a blood-red robe with indifferent eyes.

His expression and breath did not fluctuate at all.

It was like, although the man in a blood-red robe gave him an extremely powerful feeling.

But he didn't think it would be impossible to solve it himself.

"At your level, is it necessary to care about an ant world? Why do you come to trouble me for a group of ants?"

The man in a blood-red robe started to speak softly when he heard Han Xiuchen's words.

Just a world of ants, it will be destroyed if it is destroyed.

After all, the great way is ruthless, and this is a world where the fittest survives and the weak eliminate them.

And he is a strong man, and Han Xiuchen is also a strong man, so why bother to care about an ant world?

Why did he offend himself for a world of ants?

"Your Excellency makes a lot of sense."

Han Xiuchen nodded slightly at the man. Just as the man's expression became softer, he half-squinted his eyes and said in a very cold tone: "Since you also know that there is no need to cause trouble for a group of ants, so why bother offend me for a group of ants?

In your eyes, countless creatures are ants. I don’t object to it. After all, your life level is there, but to me, ants are also life, and they also have the meaning of survival.

It’s not that they can be bullied at will if they are weak, and this is not the case in this world. If the strong people are like this, then it’s enough for only a few strong people to exist in this huge world of practice. Why do you need countless weak creatures?”

The moment the words were finished, Han Xiuchen was not saying anything to the man.

I didn't see any action from him, and he even seemed to be motionless when he stood there.

But the man subconsciously dodged sideways.

And at this moment, a knife mark suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and a sharp sword energy lingered in his wound.

The sea of ​​blood behind him was suddenly divided into two by one knife, and it had not been completely closed and recovered for a long time.

Feeling the stinging pain of the wound and the sword energy lingering around the wound, the man knew that Han Xiuchen was determined to fight against him for a group of ants.

His expression became extremely cold at this moment.

And he disappeared out of thin air and appeared behind Han Xiuchen.

He slapped Han Xiuchen with a palm, and suddenly it seemed as if endless souls were gushing out from his palm, as if he wanted to tear Han Xiuchen apart and swallow half of them.

Han Xiuchen held Yi Shi's hand and flipped it slightly, and suddenly the knife was facing backwards.

A dazzling sword light burst out from a moment, completely covering this boundless sea of ​​blood.

The moment the dazzling sword light disappeared, the man had retreated thousands of meters away.

The sleeves on his arm were completely shattered.

There are even knife marks on the palm of your hand.

The entire blood-red endless sea of ​​blood changed temporarily to a pure white color.

A series of faint phantoms seemed to emerge from this sea of ​​purity out of thin air.

Some are human-shaped, some are animal-shaped, and some are spiritual bodies such as flowers, plants, trees, etc.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately turned into light spots and slowly dissipated.

Then the pure one returned to the blood-red color.

However, even if the blood-red color is restored, the boundless sea of ​​blood will feel a little dimmer.
Chapter completed!