"Terran, if you have the ability, you will come out."

Outside the Divine Sword Palace's defensive array, those demons of the Demigod Realm spoke one after another, their eyes focused on the sword wind and clouds.

Behind these demigod realms are some demon clans' Great Emperor Realms, and there are quite a few of them, about two or three thousand people.

"Okay, just go out."

Jian Fengyun looked at the demigods of the demon clan, and a calm light flashed in his eyes.

For these demon demigods, he didn't feel the slightest pressure, there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even had a little itchy hands.

In the midst of countless focused eyes, Jian Fengyun stepped into the air and walked out of the great array of the Divine Sword Palace.

The demon clouds were rolling in the sky, and it was dim, and the only thing that could be seen clearly was the white-clothed figure, like a god of war standing in the world, fearlessly heading towards him.

"Terran, you are very good, you really have the courage to come out.".

At this moment, among the many demigods of the demon race, an old man with the most powerful aura came out.

Although he is a demon, he does not have the feeling of demon breath on his body, and if he stands in the crowd, he may be mistaken for a strong man of the human race.

From his control of his own aura, it can be seen that his strength is much stronger than those ordinary demon demigod realms.

"You are the strongest person in this domain, my name is Turing, I am the core disciple of the Beitu Demon Palace, and I am also the preparatory disciple of the Demon Alliance, it is your honor that you can die in my hands."

Turing spoke, his eyelids raised, and he looked at Jian Fengyun.

In his opinion, although Jian Fengyun's cultivation was the same as his, they were all at the peak of the demigod realm, but when he saw Jian Fengyun make several moves, he could suppress the demon demigods of the same realm every time, so he guessed that there should be no one stronger than Jian Fengyun in the Ten Thousand Domains.

Turing had always felt that the strength of the Terrans in the Nether was too weak and did not make a move, but now seeing Jian Fengyun instantly aroused his interest and walked out from the rear.

"Turing, well, I'm here to kill you."

Jian Fengyun's eyes were as calm as water, looking at the demon clan in front of him like an old man, and his heart did not fluctuate.

"Kill me?" The corners of Turing's mouth hooked up a sneer, and a sinister look appeared on his dry face, and his cold eyes looked at Jian Fengyun fiercely.

"Haha, according to the words of your human race, you should be joking, the people who want to kill me are enough to fill your nether, but they all turned into the blood food of my clan, do you also want to be blood food?"

To him, Jian Fengyun's words seemed like a joke.

"Yes, it's a pity that you demons can't eat it, otherwise I would have made you food today." Jian Fengyun's eyes were cold, and he was not afraid of Turing at all.

Although Turing's aura was indeed more than a little stronger than the surrounding demigod realm demons, with the sword Fengyun's progress in the battle in the Sky Devouring Tower for nearly a month, he already had the confidence to kill the Turing in front of him.

However, he can't underestimate the enemy, after all, when he sensed so many demons just now, he didn't find such a particularly strong aura, and now it suddenly appeared and cannot be underestimated.

"Hahaha......" Turing's old face showed a big laugh, a pair of dark eyes in the laughter, suddenly turned cold, swept towards Jian Fengyun fiercely, and said: "Who do you think you are, if it weren't for my good strength, you would no longer be able to stand in front of me and speak." ”

"Three breaths of time, give you two choices, the first choice, that is, kill yourself, I will leave you a complete corpse."

"The second choice is to find death by yourself, and I will let you die without a body."

Turing's old face was evil, and the corners of his mouth were playful, and it was obvious that he had given these two choices in order to play with the sword.

"Okay, when the time comes, if you want to keep the whole corpse, kill yourself, and by the way, let the people behind you join you, but they are not so lucky, their corpses must be replenished with magic for my subordinates."

Demonic patterns appeared on the folded skin of Turing's hand with a wave of his hand, and the demonic energy in his body doubled.

He didn't use a weapon, but anyone with eyes could see that Turing's physical body was much stronger than an ordinary demigod weapon at this moment, and the strength of his physical body alone could at least rival that of a demigod realm powerhouse.

Zheng!

Jian Fengyun didn't hesitate at all, the Blue Emperor Sword in his hand leaned out, and the sword qi appeared in front of Turing in a blink of an eye.

Turing's arms were staggered, forming a block, instantly blocking this sword qi.

Sonor!

The sound of metal clashing rang out in the air.

"It seems that you have chosen to die without a corpse, so let me have a good time."

Turing blocked a sword, and with a bang of his feet, the bluestone on the ground of the Divine Sword City was torn apart, and the old face condensed slightly.

Almost instantly, the demonic energy on Turing's body exploded, and the dry skin and flesh instantly bulged, and the limbs instantly became extremely developed, like a ferocious demon god, and the people oppressed by the demon power were about to suffocate.

Around Turing, all the demons involuntarily retreated, and their bodies trembled.

Turing has a high-level demon bloodline, and just now he opened the power of the bloodline, and the coercion exuded by it naturally made these demons of ordinary bloodline feel a burst of pressure.

"The Law of the Wind, Go!"

The sword qi in Jian Fengyun's hand rose up, condensing a barrier of the law of the wind, resisting in front of him, resisting the majestic demonic power.

"Hehe, I don't even know my demonic power, and you still want to kill me." Turing looked at the state of Jian Fengyun and immediately teased with disdain.

"I'll play with you too, it's a little boring to kill you in the first place." A sneer appeared at the corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth.

Since the other party doesn't take the human race in his eyes, then he naturally wants to give him a terrifying memory that he can't forget even if he dies.

"Hehe, you dare to be hard-mouthed, I hope you dare to say that when I smash your flesh and blood into a pulp for a while."

With a cold drink, Turing actually swung his fist directly and rushed towards Jian Fengyun, and above that fist, the surging demonic energy surrounded, shocking the sky.

At this moment, the void shattered inch by inch, and it was obvious that the attack power above that fist was extraordinary.

The demon bloodline on his body is also regarded as an upper-middle level in the demon realm, and the status of the Beitu Demon Palace in the demon realm is almost the same as the status of the Frost Heavenly Palace in the upper realm, which was scheduled for Jian Xue'er before, and he can become a core disciple in the demigod realm, which shows the high talent of his bloodline.

As for the Demon Alliance mentioned in Turing's mouth, it is similar to the Holy Alliance of the Upper Realm, including the top forces of all parties in the Demon Domain, and it is self-evident that the natural talent to become his preparatory disciple is self-evident.

"The breath of this exercise is somewhat familiar."

Jian Fengyun's figure stood behind, his face calm, and his eyebrows slightly showed a hint of doubt.

"Familiar?"

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(ps: I'm sorry, I fell asleep last night, and then I worked during the day, and I had coffee tonight, and I tried to add more.) ）

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