Monster Refining System Chapter 584: Monster

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"This Xia Fukun is a bit interesting."

"In this way, what he said earlier has been confirmed. The inheritance in the sword monument of Blood Shadow City, I am afraid that he has already given it to him."

Looking at the sword intent displayed by Xia Fukun, the corner of Yi Tianyi's eyes shrank slightly. He had obviously seen where Xia Fukun's sword intent came from.

And now.

Along with flying swords after another, they cut through the void.

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

The whole world of the underworld is full of sounds of swords.

As soon as the two sides played against each other, this Xia Fukun was faintly crushing the blood.

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

"This kid is a little weird."

Originally, when fighting against the Library of the Blood Shadow City, even though the blood was not, he felt that Xia Fukun's strength seemed to have reached the realm of the blue-clothed general. However, at that time, Xia Fukun's inner power was far inferior to him.

But now...

Blood is not found, the Mingli in Xia Fukun's body, compared with him, is actually no different!

"It seems that this kid must be completely solved here, otherwise, I am afraid it will be a threat to me in the future!"

Bloodless eyes narrowed slightly, and then--

Behind him, the black and white sword glow also made a blast of swords as if not to be outdone.

Then--

I saw the black and white sword glow behind the bloodless body, which instantly expanded several times.

The sword light of the size of a thousand meters pierced into the sky, stirring the situation.

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

"Last time I let you escape, this time, you are not so lucky."

"The sword roars to the west!"

The voice fell.

The huge black and white sword glow behind Xue Wu's body, with a whistling sound, ejected directly in the direction of Xia Fukun.

Xia Fukun grinned at the sight of the black and white sword glow.

"A few days ago, I just didn’t want to waste time with you. I didn’t miss you. I didn’t expect your old man to be so swollen. Hehe, how can I get the inheritance of the Underworld Sword Sovereign, you want to be with me Than the sword?"

After sneering, Xia Fukun's palm pressed down slightly.

Above his head, those thousands of flying swords seem to have long been unable to bear it. When Xia Fukun's palm was pressed down, he headed directly towards the black and white sword light released by Xue Wu.

"Dugu Nine Swords-Ten Thousand Swords Are Like a Tide."

Looking at the two attacking and fighting each other, the underworld people around couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Those dark warriors in blue are better, and dark warriors in red are completely dumbfounded at this moment.

They were still thinking...

Why do so many people need to be sent out to catch a warrior in white.

Now, I see the power created by Xia Fukun...

Where is the white warrior? !

I'm afraid that the blue-clothed princes at the bottom can't produce such a power, okay? !

"Underworld... there is hope."

When Yi Tianyi and others saw the power of Xia Fukun's moves, there was a gleam in their eyes.

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

In other words.

Now Xia Fukun...

After entering the underworld for a year of cultivating, I have already jumped from the white warrior to the blue warrior...

Such a terrifying speed...

Everyone thought, it was a tingling scalp!

If the facts were not in front of them, no one would believe such a fact at all.

"Xia Fukun..."

Yi Tianyi took a deep breath. He knows that his vision, this time, is not wrong...

The gate to the underworld that was only reopened tens of thousands of years later...

Really, it was delivered to the underworld for them—hope!

"Damn the warrior in white!"

It's also when everyone exclaims.

In the enchantment of Yi Tianyi.

In Xue Wu's eyes, his black and white sword light is constantly being swallowed by Xia Fukun's thousands of flying swords, just like a piranha eating flesh. In an instant, there was only less than one-tenth of the black-and-white sword light that was thousands of meters in size.

Sorrow...

The black and white sword light completely dissipated between the world and the earth after a cry of mourning.

And the bloodless face turned pale.

"Puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

His eyes were fixed on Xia Fukun.

A killing intent shot out from his eyes.

"In this case..."

"Easy City Lord!"

Those blue-clothed Ming generals felt the murderous aura emanating from the bloodless body, and they couldn't help but call Yi Tianyi.

In their opinion, if it is a regular contest, this blood has already been defeated by Xia Fukun.

But--

Now that blood is dead and murderous.

And Xia Fukun, even if he has reached the cultivation base of the blue-clothed master, he has 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, the newly lit new star, fall.

It's just--

Yi Tianyi, who had been protecting Xia Fukun, had no response at this moment.

"Wait..."

Yi Tianyi shook his head.

He wants to see.

How many hole cards Xia Fukun has.

Can this Xia Fukun survive in the furious bloodless hands?

If it can survive, then Xia Fukun will give him a bigger surprise. If you can't hold it down, it's okay. When the time comes, he will intervene again and save this Xia Fukun. However, if that were the case, he would be somewhat disappointed.

And looking at the angry bloodlessness, the corner of Xia Fukun's mouth also grinned.

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

Xia Fukun smiled disdainfully.

After that, he simply put away the tens of millions of flying swords.

Next--

Hold the Tianyuan pen hanging around his waist in his hand.

"That's..."

Looking at the Tianyuan pen in Xia Fukun's hand, all the Underworld people couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Tianyuan Pen..."

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

They naturally recognize this Tian Yuan pen.

However, this Tian Yuan pen is a quasi-sacred tool given to the underworld poetry by Master Broken Blade 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...

I was also won by Xia Fukun!

"What kind of evil is this Xia Fukun!"

Outside the enchantment, those underworld men couldn't help taking a deep breath, looking at that Xia Fukun in disbelief, and slowly lifting the Tianyuan pen...