Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

Slashing heaven and earth, those whose sword intent is like gold are invincible, and fall unbelievably between heaven and earth, losing two of eight.

The sword blade swung across, the blood stained the red front, eight out of three.

The ground was cracked, and the sword intent cut off his limbs, eight out of four.

The expressions of the remaining people changed drastically, and they turned around to try to escape, but they were caught up by the sword intent, their blood scattered between the sky and the earth, and the blood color slid down from Shen Chun's cheeks, and when they slowly landed from the sky, their souls trembled, and various memories emerged.

The giant ax slashed at him when he landed, and the sword's edge resisted, cutting off his body and soul.

He is no longer from this world.

It's not the first time he met Ah Bai!

Surrounded by countless people, the corners of Shen Chun's lips curled up and he swung his sword.

He remembered that he had stayed in this world for tens of thousands of years.

The sword body was erected, the formation was opened, countless creatures were swallowed by it, and blood rained down.

This is not the original group of people, but they are almost the same strong.

The powerhouses of each world are placed in one world, and the one who fights to the end is the winner.

The bloody power surged in, and was shattered by Shen Chun's sword.

"That's the Gu King!" Everyone looked at the person standing in the center, and there were still powerful people being thrown from outside the world, but even those who were full of righteousness, they would be red-eyed after just a few counts.

Shen Chun held his sword and looked at the fearful and cautious people around him. The ground under his feet spread directly, and the ground trembled endlessly. When he took a step forward, the people around him took a step back.

The mountain peaks shattered, the breeze shook, and the crimson sword intent wiped out the entire world in an instant.

The blood splashed down and fell on his body, dripping down his chin and fingers, and the sound of life was no longer heard.

Where he couldn't be trapped in the past, naturally he can't be trapped now.

Shen Chun looked up at the sky, and the sword in his hand roared with joy.

However, when the sword was swung out, the wind and cloud in the sky changed, and it turned into a piece of pure white.

The blade paused, and a voice sounded from the sky.

"Shen Chun, are you going to kill the person you love with your own hands?"