Chapter 584

"Xia Fukun, it's a little interesting."

"So what he said before has been confirmed. I'm afraid he has given me the inheritance in the stele of Blood movie city. "

Looking at Xia Fukun's sword meaning, Yi Tianyi's eyes shrink slightly. Obviously, he has seen where Xia Fukun's sword meaning comes from.

And now.

With one flying sword after another, it came through the void.

The surrounding air and wind and cloud are all stirred by Xia Fukun's sword spirit.

The whole underworld is full of sword sounds.

As soon as the two sides met, Xia Fukun was able to suppress the blood.

Xuewu's face was very blue. It was obvious that Xia Fukun's strength had improved a lot in just a few days.

"This kid, it's a little weird."

Originally in the library of the blood Movie City, although Xuewu also felt Xia Fukun's strength, as if he had reached the realm of the dark general in blue. However, at that time, Xia Fukun's power was far less than that of him.

But now

Blood no discovery, this Xia Fu Kun body of Ming force, compared with him, unexpectedly has no up and down!

"It seems that we have to get rid of this boy here, otherwise, I'm afraid it will threaten me in the future."

Xuewu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then——

Behind him, the black-and-white sword also sounded like a sword.

And then——

It is to see that the black and white sword awn behind the bloodless, instantly expand several times.

A sword of a thousand feet in size pierces the sky and stirs the wind and cloud.

Xuewu looks at Xia Fukun in front of him and the dense flying sword on his head with a sneer.

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

"Sword roars west wind!"

The voice fell.

The huge black-and-white sword behind Xuewu, whistling, catapulted directly in the direction of Xia Fukun.

Seeing the black and white sword, Xia Fukun grinned.

"A few days ago, I just didn't want to waste time with you. I can't beat you. I didn't expect you to be so inflated. Hehe, how can I say that I also got the inheritance of the underworld sword, do you want to compare the sword with me? "

After sneering, Xia Fukun pressed his palm down slightly.

Above his head, the thousands of flying swords seemed to have been unbearable for a long time. When Xia Fukun's hand was pressed down, he went directly to the black and white sword which was released by Xuewu.

"Dugu nine Swords - ten thousand swords like a tide."

Looking at the two men's attack, the people around them couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Those blue clothes Ming will be better, those red clothes Ming warriors, now one by one have been completely stupid.

They were still thinking

Why should so many people be sent out to catch just one white soldier.

Now, seeing the power created by Xia Fukun

What kind of white soldier is this?!

This kind of power, I'm afraid the last few blue clothes Ming generals can't make it, OK?!

"The underworld... Has hope."

When Yi Tianyi and others saw the power of Xia Fukun's moves, their eyes were all shining with a touch of essence.

What Xia Fukun sends out at the moment is really the strength of the blue suit Ming general.

in other words.

Now Xia Fukun

After a year's practice in the underworld, I've jumped from a soldier in white to a general in blue

Such a terrible speed

Everyone thought, it's scalp numbness!

If it were not for the fact, 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 of the underworld, which was opened again tens of thousands of years later

Really, it's delivered to them from the underworld - hope!

"Damn white soldier!"It's also when everyone is screaming.

In the boundary of Yi Tianyi.

In Xuewu's eyes, his black and white sword is constantly being swallowed by Xia Fukun's thousands of flying swords, just like a piranha swallowing his body. In an instant, the black and white sword was less than one tenth of its size.

Wailing

The black and white sword disappeared between the heaven and the earth after a cry of sadness.

And that bloodless face, also become pale.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth.

His eyes are fixed on Xia Fukun.

A sense of killing shot out of his eyes.

"In that case..."

"Lord Yi!"

Those who are in blue will feel the murderous spirit from Xuewu. They can't help calling Yi Tianyi.

In their view, if the conventional contest, the blood has no been in the hands of Xia Fukun defeat.

But——

Now the blood is not moving.

And Xia Fukun, even though he has achieved the cultivation of blue clothes Ming general, after all, he only practiced for one year.

When everyone knows that Xia Fukun may be the last hope of the underworld, they don't want to see Xia Fukun, the newly ignited new star, fall.

It's just that——

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

"Wait..."

Yi Tianyi shook his head.

He wants to see it.

Xia Fukun, how many cards are there.

This Xia Fukun, in the end can not be in the hands of the blood no rage down.

If he can survive, Xia Fukun will give him a bigger surprise. If he can't survive, it doesn't matter. At that time, he will step in and save Xia Fukun. However, in that case, he would be somewhat disappointed.

And looking at the furious blood, Xia Fukun's mouth is also a grin.

"But what's the use of being angry?"

Xia Fukun disdained a smile.

Then, he simply put away the ten million flying swords.

Next——

Hold the Tianyuan pen in your 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 stares at the Tianyuan pen in Xia Fukun's hand.

Naturally, they recognize this Tianyuan pen.

However, the Tianyuan pen was a quasi artifact presented to the poet of the underworld by the God of the underworld Duan blade tens of thousands of years ago.

Now it appears in Xia Fukun's hands, which can only prove one thing

The inheritance in the stele

Also obtained by Xia Fukun!

"What evil is Xia Fukun?"

Beyond the boundary, the underworld people couldn't help taking a deep breath. They looked at Xia Fukun in disbelief and slowly lifted the Tianyuan pen