Monster Refining System

"This Xia Fukun is a bit interesting."

"In this way, what he said earlier has already been confirmed. The inheritance in the sword stele of Bloodshade City, I am afraid that he has already given it to him."

Looking at the sword intent displayed by Xia Fukun, Yi Tianyi's eyes shrank slightly, and he had clearly seen where Xia Fukun's sword intent came from.

And at the moment.

Accompanied by one after another flying swords cut through the void.

The surrounding air and wind and clouds were all stirred by Xia Fukun's sword intent.

Between the whole world of the underworld, there are abundant sounds of swords.

As soon as the two sides fought, this Xia Fukun concealed the blood.

Xue Wu's face was pale, obviously, in just a few days, Xia Fukun's strength seemed to have improved a lot.

"This kid is a little weird."

Originally, when fighting against the Library of the Blood Shadow City, even though there was no blood, he felt that Xia Fukun's strength seemed to have reached the realm of the blue-clothed general. However, at that time, Xia Fukun's inner power was far inferior to him.

But now...

No blood found, the power in Xia Fukun's body, compared with him, was actually no different!

"It seems that this kid must be completely solved here, otherwise, I am afraid it will be a threat to me in the future!"

Xue Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then—

Behind him, the black and white sword light also uttered a sword sound as if not to be outdone.

then--

It was to see the black and white sword glow behind the bloodless body, which instantly expanded several times.

Thousands of feet in size sword light, straight into the sky, stirring the situation.

Xue Wu looked at Xia Fukun in front of him, looked at the dense flying swords above Xia Fukun's head, and sneered.

"Last time I let you escape, this time, you are not so lucky."

"The sword roars to the west wind!"

The voice fell.

The gigantic black and white sword glow behind Xue Wu whizzed out directly in the direction of Xia Fukun.

Xia Fukun grinned at the sight of the black and white sword glow.

"A few days ago, I just didn't want to waste time with you. I didn't fail to beat you. I didn't expect you to be so swollen. Hehe, how can I also get the inheritance of the Underworld Sword Sovereign, you want to compare swords with me? "

After a sneer, Xia Fukun pressed his palm down slightly.

Above his head, those thousands of flying swords seemed to have long been unable to bear it. When Xia Fukun's palm was pressed down, he headed directly towards the black and white sword light released by Xue Wu.

"Dugu Nine Swords-Ten Thousand Swords are like a tide."

Watching the two attacking and fighting each other, the ghosts around couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Those blue warriors were okay, and those red warriors were completely dumbfounded at this moment.

They were still thinking...

Grabbing a warrior in white, why should so many people be dispatched?

But now, seeing the power created by Xia Fukun...

Where is this white warrior? !

With such a power, I'm afraid that the few blue-clothed princes in the bottom cannot produce it, okay? !

"Underworld... there is hope."

When Yi Tianyi and others saw the power of Xia Fukun's moves, there was a gleam in their eyes.

What Xia Fukun exuded at this moment was indeed the strength of the Blue-clothed Pluto.

In other words.

Xia Fukun now...

After entering the underworld for a year of training, he has already jumped from a white warrior to a blue warrior...

Such a terrifying speed...

Everyone thought that it was a tingling scalp!

If it were not for the facts before their eyes, no one would believe such a fact at all.

"Xia Fukun..."

Yi Tianyi took a deep breath. He knew that his vision, this time, was not wrong...

The gate to the underworld that only opened again after tens of thousands of years...

Really, it was delivered to the underworld for them-hope!

"Damn the warrior in white!"

It was also when everyone exclaimed.

In that Yi Tianyi's enchantment.

In Xue Wu's eyes, his black and white sword light was constantly being swallowed by Xia Fukun's thousands of flying swords, just like a piranha devouring flesh. In an instant, there was only less than one-tenth of the black-and-white sword light that was thousands of meters in size.

lament……

After a mournful cry, the black and white sword light completely dissipated between the world and the earth.

And the bloodless face also turned pale.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

His eyes were fixed on Xia Fukun.

A killing intent shot out from his eyes.

"In this case……"

"City Lord Yi!"

Those blue-clothed Ming generals felt the murderous aura emanating from the bloodless body, and they couldn't help but call Yi Tianyi.

In their view, if it were a routine contest, this blood was already defeated in the hands of Xia Fukun.

but--

Now that blood is intact and killing intent.

As for Xia Fukun, even if he reached the cultivation base of the blue-clothed ghost general, he had only cultivated for a year after all.

When everyone knew that Xia Fukun might be the last hope of the underworld, they didn't want to watch Xia Fukun's newly lit star fall.

only--

Yi Tianyi, who had always tried to protect Xia Fukun, didn't respond at this moment.

"hold on……"

Yi Tianyi shook his head.

He wants to see.

This Xia Fukun, how many hole cards are there?

Can this Xia Fukun survive in the hands of the furious Xue Wu.

If it survives, then Xia Fukun will give him a bigger surprise. If you can't hold it down, it's okay. When the time comes, he will intervene again and save this Xia Fukun. However, if that were the case, he would be somewhat disappointed.

And looking at the furious Xue Wu, the corner of Xia Fukun's mouth also grinned.

"What's the use of being angry?"

Xia Fukun smiled disdainfully.

After that, he simply put away those tens of millions of flying swords.

Immediately after--

Hold the Tianyuan pen hanging around his waist in his hand.

"That is……"

Looking at the Tianyuan Pen in Xia Fukun's hand, all the Underworld people couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Tianyuan Pen..."

Yi Tianyi stared at the Tianyuan Pen in Xia Fukun's hand.

They naturally recognize this Tian Yuan pen.

However, this Tianyuan pen was a quasi-sacred tool given to the poetry of the underworld by Master Broken Blade tens of thousands of years ago.

Appearing in Xia Fukun's hands at this moment, this can only prove one thing...

The inheritance in the poem...

It was also obtained by Xia Fukun!

"What kind of evil is this Xia Fukun!"

Outside the barrier, the underworld men couldn't help taking a deep breath, looking at that Xia Fukun in disbelief, and slowly lifting the Tianyuan pen...