Monster Refining System Chapter 1157: Fight!
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"Haha."
"Unexpectedly, Saint Xia Fukun was so courageous, at this time, he could still laugh."
Na Wanjian, with sarcasm from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Xia Fukun.
Immediately——
Raise your palms high.
Behind that, 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 Xia Fukun Shengzi 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 "haha" 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 the Spirit Sword Mountain were also taken aback.
This is also the time.
They found out.
The original Xia Fukun, whose head was still slightly lowered, suddenly raised his head and smiled at the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.
There seemed to be a little indifference in that smile.
It is also at this time.
The entire independent space of Lingjian Mountain was shattered.
Outside.
The seventh domain.
Everyone looked at it in doubt, in the direction where the Spirit Sword Mountain was originally located.
A radiant ray of light shines 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 is not as simple as ordinary rain.
The 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 Spirit Sword Mountain.
Those are weak. No, to be precise, it should be...
Below the realm of the **** emperor, all the disciples of Lingjian Mountain were all frozen by the rain after falling on them.
At this moment, Xia Fukun's expression seemed extremely indifferent.
Those who were frozen, the hundreds of thousands of people who were frozen in Lingjian Mountain, at this moment, seem to have nothing to do with Xia Fukun.
At this moment, there are fewer than one person in Lingjian Mountain who remain sober.
"Hehe, do you think you can deal with me with these methods?"
The Master of Ten Thousand Swords glanced at the disciples of Lingjian Mountain frozen by Xia Fukun.
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.
"Can, and can't, try, don't you know."
Xia Fukun's lips moved slightly.
This is also the 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 emotion of sorrow is actually inexhaustible.
At this moment, Xia Fukun also moved.
His body showed a strange posture.
And when his body assumed this posture, the continuous drizzle falling in the sky also became irritable at this moment.
All the rain, almost, all hit the body of the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.
This moment--
Those 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.
The Master of Ten Thousand Swords can see it.
On his shoulders, hands, and legs.
There is red blood seeping out.
"Tick and tick--"
The drizzle continued to fall on the Master of Ten Thousand Swords, almost instant kung fu, Master Master of Ten Thousand Swords became a blood man.
It was also at this time, he raised his head and glanced at Xia Fukun.
At this moment, Xia Fukun felt a lot stranger to him than before.
"The sword is coming!"
Don't dare to neglect any more, the Master of Ten Thousand Swords screamed angrily.
Next--
A sharp sword aura appeared around his body.
This sword energy completely isolates his body from the outside world.
"Xia Fukun Son, your attack can break open..."
The Master of Ten Thousand Swords was originally intended to say, can your attack break my sword aura?
However, this is not over yet.
He found out that white smoke appeared on his sword aura.
The drizzle, like sword rain, is also mixed with corrosive characteristics.
Unexpectedly, broke his defense...
So fast...
Let him have no 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 sharp, 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 is at the center of the collapse, and only he knows the pain.
At this moment, he fully understood.
Why, it was Xia Fukun who came to ask for his Ten Thousand Sword System, not 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 Xia Fukun’s methods are superb. But--"
The Master of Ten Thousand Swords is a werewolf, I have introduced it before.
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 seems to be hoarse.
And the eyes of the Master of Ten Thousand Swordsman, at this moment, are as sharp as swords.
"Broken!"
With his roar.
The entire seventh domain trembles suddenly.
Then--
A huge and incomparable sword energy slashed through the air.
It turned out to be direct, and suddenly split the dark clouds in the sky in half.
And...
This sword aura, after cutting off the dark cloud, hasn't ended yet.
It turned out to be directly tearing apart the vast distance.
Looking at the blow of the Master of Ten Thousand Swords, even Xia Fukun couldn't help his eyelids twitching frantically...