Crazy Demon Refining System

"This Xia Fukun is quite interesting."

"It seems that what he said earlier has been confirmed. The inheritance in the sword tablet of Blood Shadow City may have been obtained by him."

Seeing Xia Fukun's sword intent, the corners of Yi Tianyi's eyes narrowed, obviously he could see where Xia Fukun's sword intent came from.

And this moment.

Accompanied by one flying sword after another piercing through the void.

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

The entire world of the underworld is filled with the sounds of sword cries.

As soon as the two sides fought, this Xia Fukun faintly suppressed that bloodless one.

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

"This kid is a bit weird."

Originally, when they were fighting in the Zangshu Pavilion of the Blood Shadow City, although Xue Wu felt that Xia Fukun's strength seemed to have reached the realm of the blue-clothed underworld general.However, at that time, the power in Xia Fukun's body was far inferior to his.

But this time...

Xue Wu found out that compared with Xia Fukun's body's dark power, he was on par with him!

"It seems that we have to get rid of this kid here, otherwise, I'm afraid he will pose a threat to me in the future!"

Xue Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, and then——

Behind him, the black and white sword light also let out a sword cry as if not to be outdone.

then--

Just seeing the black and white sword light behind Xue Wu, it instantly expanded several times.

The thousand-foot-sized sword light pierced into the sky, stirring up the situation.

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

"You got away with it last time, this time, you are not so lucky."

"Sword Roar West Wind!"

The voice fell.

The gigantic black and white sword light behind Xue Wu let out a whistling sound, and shot directly in Xia Fukun's direction.

Seeing the black and white sword light attacking, Xia Fukun also grinned.

"A few days ago, I just simply didn't want to waste time with you. It's not that I can't beat you. I didn't expect you, an old man, to be so swollen. Hehe, how can I say that I also got the inheritance of the sword master of the underworld, and you want to compete with me? "

After sneering, Xia Fukun lowered his palm slightly.

Above his head, there were thousands of flying swords, as if they could no longer bear it.When Xia Fukun's palm was pressed down, he went directly towards the black and white sword light released by Xue Wu.

"Nine swords of Dugu—ten thousand swords are like a tide."

Watching the two attacking each other, the ghosts around couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Those blue-clothed generals are better off, and those red-clothed warriors are completely dumbfounded at this moment.

They were still thinking...

Grasp a mere warrior in white clothes, why do you have to dispatch so many people.

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

Where is this white-clothed underworld warrior? !
With such power, I'm afraid those few blue-clothed ghost generals who are ranked at the bottom can't produce it, okay? !
"The underworld... has hope."

When Yi Tianyi and the others saw the power of Xia Fukun's moves, their eyes shone brightly.

What Xia Fukun exudes at this moment is indeed the strength of the blue-clothed underworld general.

In other words.

Now Xia Fukun...

After entering the underworld to practice for a year, he has already jumped from a white-clothed underworld warrior to a blue-clothed underworld general...

Such a terrifying speed...

Everyone's scalp is numb when they think of it!
If the facts were not right in front of them, no one would believe such a fact.

"Xia Fukun..."

Yi Tianyi took a deep breath.He knew that his vision, this time, was right...

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

Really, the underworld has been delivered for them—hope!
"Damn the warrior in white!"

It was also when everyone was exclaiming.

In the enchantment of Yi Tianyi.

In Xue Wu's eyes, his black and white sword light was being devoured by Xia Fukun's thousands of flying swords, just like piranhas devouring the flesh.In an instant, less than one-tenth of the thousand-foot-sized black and white sword light was left.

lament……

The black and white sword light completely dissipated between the heaven and the earth after a mournful cry.

And that bloodless face also turned pale.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out from his mouth.

His eyes were fixed on Xia Fukun.

A killing intent shot out from his eyes.

"In this case……"

"City Master Yi!"

Those generals in blue clothes felt the murderous aura emanating from Xue Wu's body, and couldn't help but call out to Yi Tianyi.

From their point of view, if it was a regular contest, Xuewu would have been defeated by Xia Fukun.

but--

Now that blood has no intention of killing.

As for Xia Fukun, even if he had reached the cultivation base of the Underworld General in Blue Cloth, he had only practiced for one 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, a newly ignited star, fall.

only--

Yi Tianyi, who had been trying his best to protect Xia Fukun, did not react at this moment.

"hold on……"

Yi Tianyi shook his head.

He wants to see.

How many cards does this Xia Fukun have?

Can this Xia Fukun survive the furious Xue Wu?

If he survived, then Xia Fukun gave him an even bigger surprise.If he can't hold on, that's okay, when the time comes, he will intervene again to save Xia Fukun.However, if that was the case, he would be somewhat disappointed.

And looking at the furious Xue Wu, Xia Fukun grimaced.

"What's the use of being angry if you can't beat it?"

Xia Fukun smiled disdainfully.

Then, he simply put away those tens of thousands of flying swords.

Immediately after—

He held the Tianyuan pen hanging on his waist in his hand.

"That is……"

Looking at the Tianyuan brush in Xia Fukun's hand, all the people in Ming couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Tianyuan pen..."

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

They naturally recognized the Tianyuan pen.

However, this Tianyuan brush is a quasi-sacred tool that Lord Duanren, the god of the underworld, presented to the poet of the underworld 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 stele...

It was also obtained by Xia Fukun!

"This Xia Fukun, what kind of monster is this!"

Outside the enchantment, those ghosts couldn't help but took a deep breath, looked at Xia Fukun in disbelief, and slowly lifted the Tianyuan brush...