The people in the Dao Sword Holy Land couldn't help but feel a chill in their backs when they looked at the murderous gaze of the Golden Crow Clan.

They really can't be blamed for this, it's all the orders of the Holy Son.

They just do what they are told, and how can they be targeted as enemies?

They were indignant in their hearts, but they still didn't dare to say more for fear of it.

If they speak out and are beaten by the group, their holy son is not here now, but no one will give them a head.

They could only pin their hopes on Jian Fengyun in the Five Demon Ancestral City now, hoping that he would make a light move.

It's a pity that Sword Fengyun didn't let them get what they wanted.

The dragon transformation technique was one after another, and the soul slayer claw hit one blow after another.

Jian Fengyun is blessed by the source of the formation, and the divine power in his body is terrifying, and it is inexhaustible, and these true methods that consumed a lot in the past are nothing to him at this moment.

"Eastern Emperor's Palm!"

"Heaven forbidden!"

......

One terrifying true method after another was revealed in the hands of Jian Fengyun.

The whole person was like a demon god, holding the Blue Star River in his hand, surrounded by dragon shadows and sword qi on his side, black hair fluttering, and white clothes swinging.

Bang! Bang!

The huge palm prints continued to fall from the air, slapping many killing gods to death.

The black dragon transformed by the Heavenly Forbidden Finger has reached hundreds, and the dragon shadow flickered, pointing to the sky.

In the hands of Jian Fengyun, the rare True Law of the God Emperor was like no money, and he casually smashed out dozens or hundreds.

The streets in the depths of the Five Demon Ancestral City were directly pushed sideways and turned into ruins.

Terrifying smoke and dust filled the city, and the smell of blood filled the sky.

Bursts of power mixed with smoke and dust, runes flickered, and the Dao was so dense that it was almost impossible to see the figure in it.

However, the perception of the warriors of all sides is very powerful, and even if they can't see it, they can still clearly feel what is going on inside.

The battle was indeed terrible, and people kept falling, turning into a pool of blood below.

However, none of these people are sword clouds.

The white-clothed figure kept flickering, constantly shooting, and the means of killing were exhausted, without the slightest softness.

"Terrible, terrible!"

In the outside world, some of the older generation of martial artists from all sides who suppressed the realm saw this scene and were amazed.

"If this son doesn't die young, he must be a giant who shakes the galaxy."

There was a hidden Great Sect Elder who sighed.

"Our clan's Great Sage God Yuan Realm is far inferior to him, this son has the demeanor of a god emperor!"

A protector from a hermit clan spoke in amazement.

The feelings of the younger generation of martial artists are not obvious, they don't know what it means to be able to crush the God Emperor Realm in the Shenyuan Realm, but these martial artists of the older generation are very clear.

In the ancient history of the galaxy, even some of the god emperors in the records did not have the demeanor of the sword when they were young.

"It is worthy of being the Holy Son of Heaven of the Holy Academy, it seems that the Holy Dean is not old, and there is still hope for my galaxy to fight the battlefield of gods and demons this time."

An old man from the Divine Emperor Dao system nodded.

There was a look of approval in his eyes, and then some regret.

If Sword Fengyun was born from their forces, then their vein will shake the galaxy again in this era.

"Even the protectors of the Taiyuan clan have recognized it, there have been two god emperors in the history of the Taiyuan clan, a family of double god emperors, which is stronger than the Dongfang family, and they all agree with Jian Fengyun."

There were some powerful Holy Land powerhouses on the side, and they were all shocked when they saw the old man who nodded his head.

The Taiyuan clan, an ancient family in the galaxy, has been hiding from the world for many years, and every time it is born, its descendants will shake the galaxy.

This kind of power is very ancient, and the giants of all parties on the bright side of the galaxy may not dare to confront it.

Outside the city of the Five Demon Clans, the movements of the various forces were not small, but they still did not affect the sword storm in the city.

He was holding the Blue Star River in his hands, and his feet were already full of corpses.

Of the more than 500 Tianjiao Killing Divine Guards, there were only no less than thirty people left.

These thirty people are all existences of the Nine Stars of the God Emperor Realm, with extraordinary momentum on their bodies, and they are covered with defensive artifacts, and their identities are obviously extraordinary.

In fact, the cultivation of these thirty people is themselves the existence of seven or eight stars in the Divine Sect Realm, but in the Five Mystic Realms, the realm is suppressed, so they can only maintain the Nine Stars of the Divine Emperor Realm to fight against Sword Fengyun.

They are not the Nine Sword Demons, and they can't enjoy the forbidden methods of a dynasty, helping them cover up part of the heavenly opportunities and be able to exert some more strength.

Although the Nine Sword Demon could exert the cultivation of a star in the Divine Sect Realm, Lan Xinghe was held in the hands of Jian Fengyun, and his attacks were restricted everywhere, and he was almost suppressed and beaten all the time, which was very aggrieved.

As for the seven or eight Ghost Phoenix God Dynasty powerhouses on the side who could exert their half-step Divine Sect realm cultivation, their state was not much different from the Nine Sword Demon.

They didn't dare to use the means to really exert their combat power, for fear that Jian Fengyun would directly mention the Blue Star River to resist, and when the time came, they would kill the second prince, and then they would have no way to survive when they returned to the Phantom Phoenix God Dynasty.

"Sword... Wind... Clouds..."

Lan Xinghe was held in his hand by Jian Fengyun, covered with scars, vomiting blood in his mouth, and his whole person's consciousness was a little blurred, and he fell into a state of confusion and nightmares, but he couldn't get over.

In this state, Lan Xinghekou kept chanting Jian Fengyun's name, wanting to kill him.

In his heart, he had already killed Jian Fengyun seventy or eighty thousand times.

Every time Jian Fengyun swung his body to resist an attack, he killed Jian Fengyun hundreds of times in his heart.

It's a pity that no matter how much hatred he hates, no matter how angry he is, no matter how much he wants to kill Sword Fengyun, it is useless.

In reality, he was just a meat shield in his hand by Jian Fengyun.

Dozens of people surrounded Jian Fengyun, but each of them was far away from Jian Fengyun and did not dare to approach.

These Killing God Guards and the powerhouses of the Phantom Phoenix God Dynasty, they don't dare to make a move.

Because, their second prince is already covered with wounds.

Although they can stop every time, Jian Fengyun often seizes the opportunity to push out the Blue Star River at the moment when the attack is about to fall, so that they can't control it, and some Killing God Guards are because of this, forcibly collecting their strength and causing themselves to be seriously injured, and then being killed by Jian Fengyun.

"Jian Fengyun, you say, what do you have to do to let go of the second prince!"

The Nine Swords Demon also collapsed a little, and there were also several wounds on his body, all of which were caused by Jian Fengyun holding the Blue Star River to win his attention, and then taking the opportunity to use the black hand.

He now began to feel that his brother had died unjustly.

When he encounters such an insidious person, even he can't resist it.

"I want you all dead!"

Jian Fengyun grabbed Lan Xinghe in his hand, his figure paused, and turned his head to look at the Nine Sword Demon, with a 'kind' smile on his face.

...... Fupin Chinese