Crazy Demon Refining System

Three days are fleeting.

Ming Wu Dian will be held as scheduled.

And obviously, even city lords like Yi Tianyi are not very willing to get together with Xia Fukun.So, next to Xia Fukun, there was only Hua Duoduo, and Big Big Wolf, Xia Fukun let him play in the room by himself.

Looking at the Ming Wu Dian in front of him, Xia Fukun couldn't help but take a breath.

After his rebirth, the biggest competition of this type he had ever experienced was the Odin Academy's first-tier college league. However, at that time, the scale was far smaller than it is now.

Ming Wu Dian is on a huge floating stone platform.Around the stone platform, there are many seats.

At this moment, all these seats are full of people.

The entire Ming Wu Dian arena is covered in two colors of red and yellow.

On the platform in the middle, there were ten figures in blue clothes.In the middle, there is still an empty place.Obviously, it was reserved for the emperor in purple.

Xia Fukun didn't care about these things, so he and Hua Duoduo found an empty seat and sat down casually.It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as he sat down, two warriors in yellow clothes walked over.

Looking at the white clothes on Xia Fukun's body, there was a little mockery in his eyes.

"stand up!"

One of the big warriors in Huang Yiming looked at Xia Fukun with disdain, and gave Xia Fukun orders.

Xia Fukun: "???"

to be frank.

It had been a long time since he had been provoked like this.There was a little unbearable in his eyes.

And after the Huang Yiming warrior finished speaking, he was a little upset when he saw Xia Fukun was still sitting there.

"What? The buttocks and the seat are glued together, right? I can't understand what I'm saying, or what?"

This big, yellow-clothed warrior has a really loud voice.As soon as he spoke, all the surrounding Huang Yiming warriors also cast their gazes over.

At the beginning, when they saw that the warrior in yellow was facing a warrior in white, everyone was still praying for the warrior in white.But on second thought.

its not right!
How could there be a warrior in white to participate in this Dark Martial Art?
If anything...

Many people thought of Xia Fukun, who had knocked the staff of the registration office away with the table a few days ago, and beat the bloodless city lord so helplessly.

After taking a closer look, it turns out that... the real Nima is Xia Fukun!

At the moment, these Huang Yiming warriors did not dare to remind the Huang Yiming warrior, but moved towards the surroundings one after another.

Watching the surrounding warriors in yellow clothes move their positions.

The big warrior in yellow clothes didn't take it seriously.

He just arrived in Mingdu today, after hastily registering, he was ready to find a seat. As a result, he was surrounded by Huangyi Ming warriors, although this time he was very confident that he would challenge the red-clothed Ming warriors.However, everyone is at the same level at present, so it's not easy for him to behave too much, right?

Unfortunately...

At this time, a warrior in white clothes appeared in front of him.If you don't trouble him, who else can you trouble yourself with?
In his opinion, these yellow-clothed ghost warriors moved away from their seats one after another, probably because they were worried that he would accidentally injure them by attacking the white-clothed ghost warrior.However, it is a bit strange, how do these people know that they have the strength of a red-clothed underworld warrior now?
do not care.

The big soldier in Huang Yiming sneered, looking at Xia Fukun who was still smiling at him.

"Are your ears deaf?"

As he said that, he stretched out one hand towards Xia Fukun, trying to lift Xia Fukun up.

At this time, a hand grabbed his wrist.

He looked at the Huang Yiming warrior who made a sudden attack, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"You want to mind your own business?"

The warrior in yellow was naturally Hua Duoduo sitting next to Xia Fukun.He knew where this place was, and what the occasion was, but in his heart, this Xia Fukun, no matter how big the basket would be, as long as he was unhappy, he would have to make a mess of it!Thinking of this, he squeezed out a smile:
"Brother, think twice!"

The big Huang Yiming warrior sneered, and immediately exerted strength with his arms.

All of a sudden, Duoduo threw the flower away.

"I will be a red-clothed warrior after this session of the Dark Martial Art is over. What are you and I pretending to be?"

After saying this, he stretched out another hand towards Xia Fukun.

"Fucking shameless, pretending to be deaf for me, right?"

however……

What he didn't expect was that before he touched Xia Fukun's body, he could feel a terrifying coercion emanating from Xia Fukun's body.

Involuntarily, his knees were bent, and the big warrior in yellow clothes knelt down directly to Xia Fukun.

"hiss--"

There was a sound of gasping around, but most people had seen Xia Fukun and Xue Wu fighting before, so it was not surprising.

He can beat a strong man in the realm of the Underworld Emperor helplessly, so can he be bullied by a warrior in yellow clothes?

"Do you have a mine at home? How dare you talk to me like this?"

At this time, Xia Fukun stretched his head forward slightly, looked at the big Huang Yiming soldier kneeling on the ground who could not move, and licked his chapped lips with his tongue.

"You... what did you do to me?!"

That big soldier in yellow clothes couldn't stand this grievance!At that time, I wanted to resist, but I couldn't produce the slightest strength in my body.He could only look at Xia Fukun with a look of fear.

"Hand over all the treasures in Shan Hai Yin."

Xia Fukun grinned.

Also under this smile, cracks appeared on the ground under the knees of the big yellow-clothed warrior, and the cracks spread out like spider webs.

On the knees of this huge yellow-clothed warrior, blood overflowed.

"I... I don't have a baby."

This big yellow-clothed ghost warrior was also confused, but he could roughly know that the white-clothed ghost warrior in front of him was extremely powerful, definitely not something he could handle!
When the other party said that he had no money, Xia Fukun frowned displeased.Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of countless eyes around him, he lifted his palm slightly, and the body of the big yellow-clothed soldier floated up into the air, and he stood upside down, shaking constantly.

A bunch of miscellaneous things fell out of its mountain and sea seal.

Xia Fukun glanced at it, and it was true that Nima was innocent and poor.

At the moment, Xia Fukun also lost interest, and with a wave of his hand, the big Huang Yiming warrior was directly thrown away by him...

His eyes once again fell on another Huang Yiming warrior who came with this big guy.

"Are you here to grab a seat too?"