Monster Refining System

"Ha ha."

"Unexpectedly, Saint Xia Fukun's courage is so great, at this time, he can still laugh."

Na Wanjian, with sarcasm from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Xia Fukun.

Immediately-

Hold your palms high.

Behind him, the continuous force of the galaxy skyrocketed again at this moment. It turned out to be surrounded by the power of Xinghai behind Xia Fukun.

"However, it doesn't matter."

"The moment Saint Xia Fukun kneels down, you will know."

"Innate talent, sometimes, it takes time to nourish."

"Even if you are talented, it is not your arrogant capital."

Listen to the arrogant words of the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.

Xia Fukun "ha ha" smiled.

Immediately, he nodded at the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.

"Come on! Hurt each other!"

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords was taken aback.

The disciples in Lingjian Mountain were also taken aback.

It's also this time.

They found out.

Xia Fukun, whose head was still slightly drooping, suddenly raised his head and smiled at the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.

In that smile, there seemed to be a little indifference.

It is also at this time.

The entire independent space of Lingjian Mountain was shattered.

outside world.

The seventh domain.

Everyone looked at in doubt, in the direction where the Spirit Sword Mountain was originally located.

A radiant ray of light radiated directly into the sky.

In the sky, suddenly dark clouds surged. A torrential rain, come as soon as it is said, pour down...

And the torrential rain that fell was not as simple as ordinary rain.

That rain, shockingly, was all displayed by the ice system in Xia Fukun's body.

The rain covered the entire Lingjian Mountain.

And when the rain dripped down, it fell on the disciples of Lingjian Mountain.

Those are weak. No, to be precise, it should be...

Below the realm of the **** emperor, all the disciples of Lingjian Mountain were frozen by this rain.

At this moment, Xia Fukun's expression seemed extremely indifferent.

Those people who were frozen, the hundreds of thousands of people who were frozen in Lingjian Mountain, at this moment, seemed to have nothing to do with Xia Fukun.

At this moment, there were fewer than a handful of people in Lingjian Mountain who remained sober.

"Hehe, do you think you can deal with me with these methods?"

Master Wanjian glanced at the disciples of Lingjian Mountain who had been frozen by Xia Fukun's ice.

Those rainwater also fell on him, but he did not appear to be frozen. On the contrary, except for a little bit of coldness, he did not have the slightest negative feeling.

"Yes, and can't, try, don't you know."

Xia Fukun's lips moved slightly.

It's also this time.

In its body, all the power, at this moment, is running frantically.

Sorrow is like drizzle and silk. When you look at the sorrowful heart inside, you will find that the emotions of grief are actually endless.

At this moment, Xia Fukun also moved.

His body showed a strange posture.

And when his body assumed this posture, the continuous drizzle that fell in the sky also became irritable at this moment.

All the rain, almost all, hit the body of Master Ten Thousand Swords.

this moment--

The drizzle is no longer the same as before, gentle, but with a little coolness.

Those drizzle rain fell behind the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.

Master Wanjian could see it.

On one's shoulders, hands, and legs.

All red blood is seeping out.

"Tick and tick--"

Drizzle, constantly falling on the Master of Ten Thousand Swords, almost instant kung fu, Master of Ten Thousand Swords became a blood man.

At this time, he raised his head and glanced at Xia Fukun.

Xia Fukun at this moment felt a lot stranger to him than before.

"The sword is coming!"

Don't dare to neglect anymore, the Master of Ten Thousand Swords shouted angrily.

Immediately after--

Around his body, a sharp sword aura appeared.

This sword energy completely isolated his body from the outside world.

"Sacred Son Xia Fukun, your attack can break open..."

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords was originally intended to say, can your attack break my sword aura?

However, these words have not been finished yet.

He found out that white smoke appeared on his sword aura.

The drizzle was like sword rain, and also mixed with corrosive characteristics.

Unexpectedly, broke his defense...

So fast...

He didn't have time to say a word that came to his lips...

It was also at this moment that he was horrified to discover that if the raindrops were sharpened, it would be sincere and beyond imagination...

This downpour of pouring rain fell towards the Master of Ten Thousand Swords, like the sky collapsed...

As for the Master of Ten Thousand Swords, he was at the center of the collapse, and only he knew the pain.

At this moment, he completely understood.

Why, it was Xia Fukun who came to ask for his Ten Thousand Sword System instead of the group of master fathers who came in person.

the reason……

It's very simple.

because--

To deal with yourself, there is no need for those master fathers to come in person!

"I have to admit that Shengzi Xia Fukun's methods are superb. But--"

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords is a werewolf, which has been introduced earlier.

At this moment, after discovering that ordinary moves were of no use to Xia Fukun, he directly displayed the Great Celestial Skill in the Ten Thousand Sword System.

"Sword heart, sword intent, ancient kendo!"

The throat seemed to become hoarse.

And the eyes of the Master of Ten Thousand Swords, at this moment, were as sharp as a sword light.

"broken!"

Accompanied by his roar.

The entire seventh domain trembles suddenly.

then--

A huge sword energy slashed through the air.

It turned out to be straightforward, splitting the dark clouds in the sky in half at once.

and……

This sword aura, after cutting off the dark cloud, has not ended yet.

It turned out to be directly tearing apart the space that is far away.

Looking at the blow of the Master of Ten Thousand Swords, even Xia Fukun couldn't help his eyelids twitching crazily...