"Lots of flowers."

Xue Wu realized that his mouth-work might not be able to beat Xia Fukun, so Hua Duo turned his attention to the side.

"When you drove you to Bleeding Studio, do you think you have found a backer at this moment?"

Xue Wu sneered. No matter what, he would find it back at this place. Since Xia Fukun can't find it, he will find it from Huaduoduo!

He felt that spending a lot of time with such a low force must be crushed by his own momentum.

but……

Hua Duo Duo was fascinated at the time.

This bloodlessness is also the realm of the Underworld Emperor!

Although he himself is at the level of the Underworld Warrior, his eldest brother! Xia Fukun, isn't that an existence in the realm of Nether Sovereign? And Xia Fukun is still with him right now! To say that Xia Fukun is not by his side, maybe he will be counseled, but how can this bully still bully in front of his elder brother?

At that time, Hua Duoduo just sneered:

"What kind of cattle are you in the realm of Underworld Emperor!"

No blood: "???"

He originally thought that Huaduoduo would kowtowed and apologize to himself. After all, Huaduoduo was not like Xia Fukun. He was wearing a yellow suit, and that was really the level of a yellow warrior.

but……

It took one more time for a yellow-clothed warrior to dare to smash himself?

"Wow!"

"Tigers don't show off their might, you all treat me like a sick cat? How dare you yell at me as a warrior?"

Xue Wu couldn't help it at that time.

There was a roar from the bottom of his voice.

Behind him, a huge sword that appeared in black and white cut through the void, and behind him, it was constantly trembling. The moment that black and white giant sword appeared, the entire world was discolored for it.

This is his Nether Sword...

Although he had been crushed by Xia Fukun once before, he used his own blood to raise the sword in the past hundred years. At this moment, this Nether Sword is already very different from the original one.

If it is said that the previous Nether Sword cannot smash Xia Fukun's defenses, then blood can't believe it, this time, his Nether Sword can definitely penetrate Xia Fukun's defense!

Put Xia Fukun's proud dignity on thoroughly!

"Nether... Ming..."

"Snapped!"

The three words of Nether Sword were not shouted, Xue Wu's face showed a red palm print, and then, the whole body was knocked to the ground again like a cannonball.

At the place where his body was originally, Xia Fukun was turning his wrist.

"Why don't you understand?"

"Didn't you say it, don't shout moves? Can't it still be dripping if you meditate in your heart?"

"hateful!"

Xue Wuchu climbed up on the ground, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He originally wanted to defeat Xia Fukun, but now, it seems that he was knocked down by Xia Fukun's dignity again and again!

"Nether..."

Xue Wuye stared at Xia Fukun in the sky, just about to use the Nether Sword.

When he saw that, Xia Fukun frowned.

Then, another big mouth slapped towards him.

"You're endless, aren't you?!"

"If you are a man, take my sword!"

Xue Wu originally felt that with his own strength, it should be very easy to kill Xia Fukun. However, the power Xia Fukun showed now made him a little puzzled.

Of course, he didn't fully use his power. After all, this underworld martial art is about to begin, no one will reveal all of his own bottom at this time!

However, Xue Wu found out that he didn't seem to reveal this bottom, as if there was no way to win in Xia Fukun's hands? ? ?

Hearing Xue Wu's words, Xia Fukun's mouth twitched.

"Is it difficult for you to carry this sword?"

Xue Wu sneered:

"Nonsense, aren't you very proud? If you are really so proud, just try my sword!"

After Xue Wu finished speaking, seeing Xia Fukun really motionless, he seemed to be thinking about something in place.

At the moment, his hands were sealed, and he quickly prepared to use the Nether Sword.

It's also this time...

He was surprised to find out.

Xia Fukun, who was still in place, suddenly flickered and appeared in front of the huge Nether Sword.

"Is it strong?"

Xia Fukun scratched his head, and then became angry with his dantian.

"drink!"

Take a soft drink.

Punch, throw...

There was no bonus on this punch.

but……

It was this punch that was thrown.

The Nether Sword, which was trembling, suddenly fell still.

Immediately after...

On the sword body.

"Crack..."

A slight crack appeared.

After this crack appeared, it quickly caused a chain reaction.

With this crack as the center, there are more and more cracks around, spreading densely in all directions.

"Huh—"

In the blink of an eye, this Nether Sword with the size of a hundred meters, the blood hasn't even been used, but saw the cracks appearing on it, and then heard the sound of "kakaka" from the body of the sword. At last--

Completely transformed into crystal and dissipated in...

Between this whole world...

"puff--"

This Nether Sword was raised with bloodless essence and blood. The Nether Sword was destroyed at this moment, and the bloodless body was also backlashed.

A mouthful of blood spewed out directly.

"Blood...Did the Lord of the Bloodless City lose?"

All the underworld watching the show around were dumbfounded.

This Bloodless City Lord is said to have already broken through to the realm of the Underworld Emperor!

However, even so, this Bloodless City Lord was still defeated by the white-clothed warrior.

Oh my god!

How strong is that white warrior in the dark? ! But, isn't this the white-clothed underworld warrior at the bottom of the underworld?

At this moment, a hundred thousand whys appeared in the minds of all the unknowing Plutos at the scene.

"Xia...Fu...Kun!"

After the blood spurted out, looking at Xia Fukun's eyes, it was like a flame rising.

It was also at this moment that the space around his body began to tremble faintly.

"I need to……"

"Kill you!"

His eyes narrowed into a slit, but in that slit, there was infinite cold light emerging.

This blood was destroyed by Xia Fukun's Nether Sword, and the whole person had reached the culmination of rage. He... can't stand it anymore.

Had it not been for Xia Fukun's defeat a hundred years ago, he would not have reached the realm of the Underworld Emperor.

But also the same.

If it wasn't for Xia Fukun, the little white-clothed underworld warrior, who had defeated him and shattered his poor self-esteem, then perhaps his accomplishments were not limited to this underworld emperor's realm.

"I don't want any rules and irregularities."

"I, now, I'm going to tear you apart."

That Xuewu licked his lips.

On him, a yin and evil force appeared.

The surrounding ground is all sunken.

And looking at the blood that uttered wild words in front of him.

Xia Fukun's brows also frowned slightly.

This evil breath...