Chapter 584 Monster

"This Xia Fukun is quite interesting."

"It seems that what he said before has been confirmed. The inheritance in the sword monument in Blood Shadow City has probably been obtained by him."

Looking at Xia Fukun's sword intent, Yi Tianyi's eyes narrowed, and he had obviously figured out where Xia Fukun's sword intent came from.

And at this moment.

It was accompanied by one flying sword after another piercing the void.

The air and wind and clouds around him were all stirred by Xia Fukun's sword intention.

The entire underworld is filled with the sounds of swords.

As soon as the two sides fought, Xia Fukun faintly suppressed the Xue Wutou.

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

"This kid is a bit weird."

During the fight in the Library Pavilion of Blood Shadow City, Xue Wu felt that Xia Fukun's strength seemed to have reached the realm of the blue-clad underworld general. However, at that time, the dark power in Xia Fukun's body was far less than his.

But now...

Xue Wu discovered that the dark power in Xia Fukun's body was comparable to his!

"It seems that we have to deal with this kid completely here, otherwise, he may pose a threat to me in the future!"

Xue Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, and then——

Behind him, the black and white sword light also let out a sword cry as if unwilling to be outdone.

then--

Just when he saw the black and white sword light behind Xue Wu, it expanded several times in an instant.

The thousand-foot-sized sword light shot straight into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

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

"You got away with it last time, but this time, you're not so lucky."

"The sword roars to the west wind!"

The words fell.

The huge black and white sword behind Xue Wu roared and shot directly in the direction of Xia Fukun.

Seeing the black and white sword light approaching, Xia Fukun also grinned.

"In the past few days, I just didn't want to waste time with you. It's not that I can't beat you. I didn't expect you, an old man, to be so arrogant. Haha, why do I also have the inheritance of the sword master of the underworld? You want to compete with me in swordsmanship? "

After sneering, Xia Fukun lowered his palm slightly.

Above his head, the thousands of flying swords seemed to have been unable to hold back for a long time. When Xia Fukun's palm pressed down, he headed directly towards the black and white sword light released by Xue Wu.

"Dugu's Nine Swords - Thousands of Swords Like a Tide."

Watching the exchange of attacks between the two, the underworld people around them couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Those blue-clothed underworld generals were better off, but those red-clothed underworld warriors were all completely dumbfounded at this moment.

They were still thinking...

Why did so many people need to be dispatched to catch a mere underworld warrior in white?

But now, seeing the power created by Xia Fukun...

Where is the white-clothed underworld warrior here? !

I'm afraid even the blue-clad underworld generals at the bottom can't produce such power, okay? !

"The underworld... there is hope."

When Yi Tianyi and others saw the power of Xia Fukun's moves, their eyes flashed with light.

What Xia Fukun was exuding at this moment was indeed the strength of the blue-clothed general.

That is to say.

Xia Fukun now...

After entering the underworld to practice for a year, he has jumped from the white-clothed underworld warrior to the blue-clothed underworld general...

Such terrifying speed...

Everyone's scalp goes numb when they think about it!

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

"Xia Fukun..."

Yi Tianyi took a deep breath. He knew that his vision was not wrong this time...

The gate to the underworld opened again after tens of thousands of years...

Really, hope was delivered to them from the underworld!

"Damn white-clothed underworld warrior!"

It was also when everyone was exclaiming.

In Yi Tianyi's barrier.

In Xue Wu's eyes, his black and white sword light was being swallowed up by Xia Fukun's thousands of flying swords, just like a piranha devouring his body. In an instant, less than one-tenth of the thousand-foot-sized black and white sword light remained.

lament……

The black and white sword light completely dissipated between heaven and earth after a mournful cry.

And Xue Wu's face also became pale.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

His eyes were fixed on Xia Fukun.

A murderous intention burst out from his eyes.

"In this case……"

"City Lord Yi!"

Those blue-clothed generals could not help but call out to Yi Tianyi when they felt the murderous aura emanating from Xue Wu.

In their opinion, if it was a regular contest, Xue Wu would have been defeated at the hands of Xia Fukun.

but--

Now that Xue Wu was murderous.

As for Xia Fukun, even though he had reached the level of the blue-clothed general, he had only practiced for one year.

When everyone knew that Xia Fukun might be the last hope of the underworld, they didn't want to watch Xia Fukun, a newly ignited star, fall.

only--

Yi Tianyi, who had been trying to protect Xia Fukun, had no reaction at this moment.

"hold on……"

Yi Tianyi shook his head.

He wanted to see it.

How many trump cards does Xia Fukun have?

Can Xia Fukun survive the furious Xue Wu's hands?

If he could hold on, then Xia Fukun would give him an even bigger surprise. If he can't hold on, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, he will intervene and save Xia Fukun. However, if that was the case, he would be somewhat disappointed.

Looking at the furious Xue Wu, Xia Fukun also grinned.

"What's the use of getting angry if you can't beat him?"

Xia Fukun smiled disdainfully.

Then, he simply put away all the millions of flying swords.

Immediately afterwards——

He held the Tianyuan pen hanging on his waist in his hand.

"That is……"

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

"Tian Yuan Brush..."

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

Naturally, they recognized this Tianyuan pen.

However, this Tianyuan Bi was a quasi-artifact gifted to the Underworld Poet by Master Duanren, the God of the Underworld, tens of thousands of years ago.

Appearing in Xia Fukun's hands at this moment, this can only prove one point...

The inheritance in the poetry monument...

It was also obtained by Xia Fukun!

"What kind of monster is this Xia Fukun?"

Outside the barrier, those underworld people couldn't help but take a deep breath, looked at Xia Fukun in disbelief, and slowly raised the Tianyuan pen...