Monster Refining System

"Can you not pretend to be compared?"

Brother Liang glanced at Xia Fukun. He is such a dignified cultivator, he can still be threatened by a high school student holding a steel pipe?

God! When did you hear that cultivators were afraid of steel pipes? Ok?

"If you have the patience, come and try."

Brother Liang sneered, "Hey!" The upper T-shirt was directly shattered by his spiritual power. Immediately afterwards, the lumpy flesh appeared in front of Xia Fukun. On his chest, there is also a cross river dragon tattooed by a tattoo artist who is not good at hand.

If this Liang brother is an ordinary person, this tattoo will be laughed to death. However, he is a cultivator! This not-so-good tattoo has become a bonus for him.

Right now, some workers around began to join in:

"Brother Liang Cowhide!"

"Is Brother Liang's trick called an in-situ explosion?!"

"Shhh."

Brother Liang pressed his hand with a smug expression on his face.

"Let me kill that kid first before talking about other things."

After speaking, Brother Liang shouted angrily, and then rushed towards Xia Fukun.

Looking at Brother Liang who was getting closer and closer to him, Xia Fukun's eyes flashed a touch of disgust.

"Stupid."

Lips were slightly opened, and the steel pipe in his hand had been quietly raised, before Brother Liang gave a punch, a "bang!" slapped directly on Brother Liang's shoulder.

The huge force from the steel pipe directly caused Brother Liang to soften his legs and knelt down...

And under his knees, the ground also began to crack at this moment...

He didn't know how much strength Xia Fukun used with this stick, but he knew that it is impossible for an ordinary person to smash himself to his knees with a stick!

Right now, Brother Liang hadn't spoken yet, and the workers behind him were dumbfounded.

"Brother Liang! What's the situation?! Why did you kneel down?!"

"To shut up!"

Brother Liang glared at them, and after roaring, he grinned and stood up with the pain, looking at Xia Fukun with cold eyes.

"Boy, are you also a cultivator?"

Boy...you are also a cultivator.

This sentence reached the ears of the workers, and everyone was dumbfounded.

This Lao Xia child is also a cultivator? ? ?

"Do you think it is necessary for a dead person to know so much?"

Xia Fukun glanced faintly at Brother Liang and said with a grin.

"Crazy mud horse, do you really think of yourself as a gadget?"

Brother Liang roared and rushed towards Xia Fukun again, enduring the severe pain. However, he just moved.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise.

The steel pipe in Xia Fukun's hand swung down again.

"throat--"

Brother Liang knelt down to Xia Fu again. This time, both of his bottom covers hit the ground fiercely. In addition to the cracks on the ground, his knees also cracked at this moment.

The sharp pain of broken bones came, and Brother Liang couldn't help but grinned and rolled on the ground.

However, Xia Fukun didn't mean to let him go, and walked to Brother Liang with an indifferent expression. The steel pipe in his hand was raised again.

"Xiao Kun! I can't fight anymore! I will kill someone if I fight again!"

The workers saw that Xia Fukun still had to fight against Liang, and hurriedly went up to grab Xia Fukun.

It was also at this time that a touch of sarcasm appeared on Xia Fukun's face.

"Did you also be like this when my dad was beaten?"

Hearing Xia Fukun’s words, the workers stopped talking one by one...

In the subconscious, they still regarded Xia Fukun as that high school student, thinking that they could persuade Xia Fukun. But one thing is overlooked, that is, the current Xia Fukun, like Brother Liang, is a cultivator they can't afford to provoke...

"But this way...you will go to jail."

Xia Fukun gave a chuckle when he heard the worker in front of him.

"so what?"

As the voice fell, the steel pipe in Xia Fukun's hand was swung down again.

And this time it was swiped down, and a **** flower was directly splashed...

When the workers around saw Brother Liang's tragic situation, they all had a kind of vomit.

On Xia Fukun's side, there was no reaction at all.

He is different from these workers.

Compared with the earth, Jiuyou Continent is even more cruel. And on the Nine Nether Continent, death is a common occurrence. Xia Fukun has not only seen death, but also created it with his own hands.

People like Brother Liang are just a scourge in Xia Fukun's eyes. He is not a hero, he will not promote good and eliminate evil, because those are not what he should do. However, when a wicked person like Brother Liang provokes him, he doesn't mind, he will be a servant.

However, what Xia Fukun didn't expect was...

In the capital of China.

In a splendid building.

"Recently, the number of cultivators on the earth is increasing, and the number of cultivators in China is also increasing at a rapid rate. If this continues, I am afraid it will not be easy to control."

It was an old man in a Chinese mountain suit who was talking. This old man was very capable and had a pair of eyes, but his eyes were as piercing as a tiger. At this moment, he frowned slightly, obviously worried.

"So what, these newly awakened cultivators are just poor bugs who don't even have a D-level. Our relevant department is a government unit with four B-level masters. Individuals, can they still be right with the government?"

It was a young man who replied. This young man had fiery red hair. At this moment, he had a disdainful smile on his face, and there was a scorching power flowing around his body.

If Xia Fukun were there, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that the strength of this young man had reached Level B, that is, the realm of divine power above the Nine Nether Continent!

"Say so."

As soon as the old man spoke, his body shook, and immediately, together with the young man, he turned his gaze to Xia Fukun's direction.

"Tiannan City? Grade A?"

Both of them were a little dumbfounded. What did you say just now?

"It shouldn't be A grade..."

The red-haired young man took a breath.

Level A... He has never seen a level A cultivator in his life! It is said that A-level cultivators can break the mountains and rivers by waving their hands casually...Isn't this kind of existence a great deal in fantasy novels?

"Anyway, you still have to visit Tiannan City...Suzaku, if the owner of the breath just now is really A-level, do everything possible to recruit him into the organization and let him serve the country. ! Don't engage with him, understand?"

"Leading..."

The red-haired young man called Suzaku took a deep breath, stuffed a piece of gum into his mouth, and after chewing for a few mouthfuls, his body disappeared in place...