Crazy Demon Refining System

"Can you not pretend?"

Brother Liang glanced at Xia Fukun.How could he be threatened by a high school student holding a steel pipe for a cultivator?

God!When did you hear that practitioners are afraid of steel pipes?Um?

"If you have the ability, come and try."

Brother Liang sneered, "Hey!" With a click, the T-shirt on his upper body was directly shattered by his spiritual power.Immediately afterwards, the lumpy flesh appeared in front of Xia Fukun.On his chest, there is also a dragon crossing the river tattooed by a tattoo artist who is not very skilled at first glance.

If Brother Liang was an ordinary person, this tattoo would make people laugh to death.However, he is a cultivator!This is not a very good tattoo, but it has become a bonus for him.

Immediately, some workers around began to chime in:
"Brother Liang Cowhide!"

"Brother Liang's move is called explosion in place?!"

"Shh."

Brother Liang pressed his hand with a proud expression on his face.

"Let me kill that kid first and then talk about other things."

After finishing speaking, Brother Liang let out an angry shout, and then rushed towards Xia Fukun.

Looking at Brother Liang who was getting closer and closer to him, Xia Fukun's eyes flashed with disgust.

"Stupid."

His lips were slightly parted, and the steel pipe in his hand was already quietly lifted up. Before that Brother Liang punched him, he smacked Brother Liang's shoulder with a "Boom!".

The huge force from the steel pipe directly made Brother Liang's legs go limp, and he knelt down...

And under his knees, the ground began to crack at this moment...

He didn't know how much strength Xia Fukun used with this stick, but he knew that it was impossible for an ordinary person to knock himself down with a stick!
At that moment, before Brother Liang could speak, the workers behind him were dumbfounded.

"Brother Liang! What's going on?! Why did you kneel down?!"

"To shut up!"

Brother Liang glared at them. After yelling, he grinned and got up enduring the pain, looking at Xia Fukun coldly.

"Boy, are you also a cultivator?"

Kid...you are also a cultivator.

This sentence reached the ears of those workers, and everyone was dumbfounded.

This old Xia's child is actually a cultivator? ? ?
"Do you think it is necessary for a dead person to know so much?"

Xia Fukun glanced at Brother Liang lightly, and said with a grin.

"You idiot, do you really think of yourself as a thing?"

Brother Liang roared angrily, enduring the severe pain and rushed towards Xia Fukun again.However, he has only just moved.

"Oh!"

Another bang.

The steel pipe in Xia Fukun's hand swung down again.

"throat--"

Brother Liang knelt down to Xia Fu again.This time, both of his bottom covers hit the ground fiercely. In addition to the cracks on the ground, his knee also shattered with a "click" at this moment.

The severe pain of bone shattering came, and Brother Liang couldn't help grinning and rolling on the ground.

But Xia Fukun didn't intend to let the other party go, and walked to Brother Liang's side with an indifferent expression on his face.The steel pipe in his hand was raised again.

"Xiaokun! You can't beat him! If you beat him again, you will kill him!"

Seeing that Xia Fukun wanted to call Brother Liang, those workers hurried up to grab Xia Fukun.

At this time, a sneer appeared on Xia Fukun's face.

"When my dad was beaten, did you do the same?"

Hearing Xia Fukun's words, all the workers fell silent...

Subconsciously, they still regarded Xia Fukun as that high school student, thinking that they could persuade Xia Fukun.But they overlooked one point, that is, the current Xia Fukun, like Brother Liang, is a cultivator they can't afford to provoke...

"But in this way...you will go to jail."

Hearing what the worker in front of him said, Xia Fukun chuckled lightly.

"so what?"

At the same time as the voice fell, the steel pipe in Xia Fukun's hand swung down again.

And this time, when he swung it down, a splash of blood splashed directly...

Seeing Brother Liang's miserable state, the workers around felt a sense of nausea.

On Xia Fukun's side, there was no reaction at all.

He is different from these workers.

Compared with the earth, the Jiuyou Continent is even more cruel.On the Jiuyou Continent, death is a common occurrence.Xia Fukun not only saw death, but also created death himself.

In Xia Fukun's eyes, people like brother Liang are just a scourge.He is not a hero, and he will not promote good and eliminate evil, because those are not what he should do.However, when a wicked person like Brother Liang provokes him, he doesn't mind, and he will be the executioner for a while.

However, what Xia Fukun didn't expect was...

In the capital of China.

In a splendid building.

"Recently, there are more and more cultivators on Earth, and the number of cultivators in China is also growing at a rapid rate. If this continues, it may not be easy to control."

The one who spoke was an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit. This old man was well-equipped, but his eyes were as bright as a tiger's.But at this moment, he frowned slightly, obviously quite worried.

"So what, these newly awakened cultivators are just poor people who don't even have a D-level. Our relevant department is a government unit with four B-level masters. Individuals, can they still fight against the government?"

The person who answered was a young man with fiery red hair. At this moment, he had a disdainful smile on his face, and around his body, there were streams of scorching power circulating.

If Xia Fukun was here, he would be able to tell at a glance that this young man's strength has reached B-level, which is the realm of divine power on the Jiuyou Continent!

"Speaking of which."

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, his body shook. Immediately, together with the young man, he turned his eyes to Xia Fukun's direction.

"Tiannan City? Grade A?"

Both of them were a little dumbfounded.What were you talking about just now?

"It shouldn't be A-level..."

The red-haired young man took a breath.

A-level... He has never seen an A-level cultivator in his life!It is said that an A-level cultivator can break mountains and rivers with just a wave of his hand... Isn't this kind of existence already a masterpiece in fantasy novels?
"Anyway, you still have to go to Tiannan City to have a look... Suzaku, if the owner of the breath just now is really A-level, try every means to recruit him into the organization and let him serve the country ! Don't fight against him, understand?"

"Take orders..."

The red-haired young man called Suzaku took a deep breath, stuffed a piece of gum into his mouth, and after chewing a few mouthfuls, his figure disappeared on the spot...