"Young master is so strong!"

Yun Tianji looked at Jian Fengyun, and his eyes were even more full of praise.

Obviously, the entire Fengyun Sect was also very surprised at Jian Fengyun's defense against Turing's violent bombardment.

Although Jian Fengyun is the leader of Fengyun Sect, no one in Fengyun Sect knows Jian Fengyun’s true strength.

Now I was surprised to see the amazing defense of my sect leader.

"Is this a little attack really disappointing."

Jian Fengyun stood in the shadow of Xuanwu, his eyes flat and fell on Turing.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Turing's dark arms all appeared, and the magic power was activated to the extreme, but it seemed that the attack on the Xuanwu Phantom was not very effective.

"Oh my God, Mr. Turing didn't even take him down. Could this young man be the undercover agent arranged by the upper realm in this lower realm?"

When the demigod realm powerhouses of the demon clan saw this scene, they spoke one after another, contrary to their previous contemptuous attitude, and felt a little alert in their words.

"You idiots, what are you still watching? Come on with me."

Seeing that his attack seemed to have not posed any greater threat to Jian Fengyun, Turing immediately changed his previous appearance of fighting Jian Fengyun alone and shouted at the many demigods and emperors behind him.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Turing, we are here."

The demon demigods and emperors were subconsciously stunned when they heard Turing's shout. Unexpectedly, the always arrogant Young Master Turing actually asked them for help.

While stunned, when they saw the surging anger in Turing's gray eyes, they immediately responded.

They all took action and rushed over.

"What's the use of letting these wastes come over? They are weaker than you, like ants, coming to die."

Jian Fengyun glanced at the Turing Tao in front of him.

"You human race are just ants. If you break your defense in a while, you must cut off your flesh and blood piece by piece, making your life worse than death."

Turing looked at Jian Fengyun, and his ferocious and flowing face, a terrifying murderous intent was about to emerge.

The human race in front of him, who has always been regarded as an ant, has repeatedly despised him and even despised the entire demon race, which made him feel very angry, like a mantis that can be crushed to death at will, suddenly crawling on top of your head and shitting, but you can't do anything to him.

"Is that right? Before I take action, you think you can kill me if you break your defense?"

Jian Fengyun looked at Turing with a faint look.

Compared to Turing's irritability and anger, the calmness on Jian Fengyun seemed a little prominent.

It is this outstanding calm that makes Turing unable to kill and unmoved, so he becomes more irritable and angry.

"The human races in your lower realm are all ants. You are just relying on a defensive technique. As long as you break your defense, you will be vulnerable like other human races."

Turing's gray eyes were huge, and gray light flowed in his eyes.

"Is that true?"

Jian Fengyun smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the hundreds of demonic demigod realm powerhouses had already drained the water around Jian Fengyun, and the demonic energy was so strong that the defense was about to turn into substance.

They launched an attack on the mysterious phantom released by Jian Fengyun. The offensive was powerful, completely shattering the entire space. Terrifying cracks of space spread in all directions with Jian Fengyun's body as the center, which was amazing.

"Human race, even if you have strong defense, it will be exhausted. I see how you get out." Turing said coldly while attacking the Xuanwu Phantom.

The demigod realm powerhouses of the demon clan were still a little vigilant about Jian Fengyun. Before the attack, they released demonic energy to cover their bodies and were ready to deal with Jian Fengyun's attack.

"Yes, I can feel that your power consumption has increased. I see how long you can last."

"Young Master Turing can definitely tear you into pieces."

Many demigods of the demon clan echoed Turing's words.

Turing's identity in the Demon Realm is extraordinary. If he could help him back to the Demon Realm because of his current words, it would definitely be a great reward.

Obviously, these demon demigods think so.

They were all trying their best to attack the Xuanwu shadow, trying to break through the defense and leave a good impression on Turing.

However, they seemed to have not expected that if Turing died or if they died, their current behavior would be meaningless.

Perhaps it was because time was too tight, or the demons themselves felt that Turing would not die, and they believed that as long as they were more vigilant, they would not die.

Therefore, in this wonderful belief and feeling, they move step by step towards death.

"I really thought you were the only ones who could attack, but I couldn't?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the powerful demigod realm around him.

Turing was right just now. Although the Xuanwu Technique can withstand the siege of hundreds of demigod realms, the consumption has increased dozens of times. After all, it is a dense and uninterrupted demigod realm. It is estimated that if someone else has no more scum left.

Zheng--

As the words were finished, a sword sound suddenly rang around.

This time, Jian Fengyun did not use the Qing Emperor Sword. The Qing Emperor Sword is just an emperor-level spiritual weapon. If used, it will not increase much damage.

A wisp of gray sword energy appeared in front of Jian Fengyun.

With a wave of the sleeve, the sword energy broke through the air.

All the demon gods seemed to have seen this wisp of sword energy, and they subconsciously wanted to activate the demon energy to resist.

However, time seemed to stop at this moment.

After about one breath, all the demon demigods returned to a clear feeling again.

The gray sword energy had disappeared at some point, but was replaced by a golden sword energy that had appeared in front of a demon demigod.

Bang!

With a light sound, the head of the demon demigod was directly penetrated by the golden sword energy and turned into a ball of black blood mist.

After the sword energy penetrated the head of a demon demigod, it did not disappear, but continued to sweep forward.

At this time, the many demons behind the demigod who had been pierced by the demon clan reacted quickly and suddenly turned sideways to avoid it.

However, the demons are crowded and there will be new goals to fill in wherever they hide.

Scream! Scream!

The sword energy finally penetrated the chests of the two demon demigods before it became faintly dissipated.

"Human race, you deserve to die, you dare to kill my demon race."

Turing was furious and stared at Jian Fengyun. The attack of the magic sword in his hand became even stronger, and the impact of the Xuanwu phantom made a sound.

"Just just need you to kill the warriors of my human race, aren't you allowed to kill the people of your demon race?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were cold and he gently put down his right hand that had just released the sword energy.
Chapter completed!