"Familiar?"

When Turing heard Jian Fengyun's words, his old face immediately showed a hideous smile.

"Boy, your perception is really much stronger than the average Terran, you traitors of the Terran race, the exercises they practice are several subordinate versions of my exercises, once they have cultivated the exercises, they can become the source of my strength and use them for me."

"Well, it's indeed a brutal exercise." Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and he said lightly.

He didn't want to waste his saliva with Turing, and since he wanted to let him know his fear, he couldn't talk too much nonsense.

"What if it's inhumane, I'm a demon, boy, go die."

That Turing snorted coldly.

"Boom!"

The void shattered, and I saw that his pair of fists full of demonic energy were extremely ferocious, and when one punch slammed down, the entire void turned into powder.

The sword wind and clouds attacked, waved a sword, and the cyan sword light swept out, extending the sword qi, surging endlessly, and it was equally spectacular.

This collision caused the turbulence from the entire void shattering to disperse in all directions, too powerful, the power of the shock was surging, and the whole place was submerged by the light of the collision, like a sea of coercion undulating.

In the Divine Sword City, everyone was surprised, that demon demigod looked like a demigod realm, but he was able to shake the void with a fist, causing the spatial turbulence to collapse and scatter.

When the flare of the collision receded, Jian Fengyun still stood in place, and an even more surprising scene appeared.

Turing, who looked more powerful than the sword Fengyun, took three steps back, and a bloody mouth appeared on an arm covered with magic patterns.

The bloody mouth matched the sword qi, and below it was pitch-black demonic blood flowing.

"What, Turing Gongzi would fall at the hands of someone at the peak of the demigod realm?"

The demon demigods behind Turing were instantly taken aback.

You must know that Turing is a proud existence in the Demon Realm, and he has challenged the powerhouses of the Demon God Realm to gain the upper hand.

"How is that possible!"

Turing's eyes widened, and his gaze was like a yin fire.

Looking at Jian Fengyun incredulously, he didn't expect that Jian Fengyun's sword qi would be able to cut off all his pure magic power, and also break his strong physical defense.

In fact, Sword Fengyun was also very surprised, his Wind Sword Qi had reached the level of the Demigod Realm, and his power was no longer weaker than that of the Fengyun Emperor in his previous life, and the ordinary demigods had already been wiped out under this sword.

But I didn't expect Turing's physical body to be so strong. was actually able to block his sword qi, if it was replaced by other demigod realm demons, at least that arm would definitely be shattered.

"I didn't expect your attack to be powerful, but your defense is okay."

Jian Fengyun looked at him and subconsciously spoke.

However, when Turing heard Jian Fengyun's words, he was immediately furious.

The demon skill and body he cultivated far surpassed that of the martial artists of the same level, and his combat power was also extremely strong, with his high-level demon bloodline, it was not a problem to kill the same level, but the attack just now made people take three steps back, and heard such words.

"Don't be arrogant, I will definitely break you into pieces!" Turing's eyes swept a cold glance at Jian Fengyun, and then shouted: "Tu Demon Knife, die!" ”

Seeing the words, Turing waved his arm, and a long knife glowing with divine power appeared, and it slashed towards the sword wind and clouds when it took turns.

"Tu Demon Knife, oh my God, this is the top Zhen Palace Demon Artifact in the Northern Map Demon Palace, I didn't expect it to be given to Turing Gongzi."

"Turing Gongzi has a high bloodline and is very talented, don't look at him as old, in fact, he has only practiced magic for more than 3,000 years, only one practice went crazy and made his appearance change greatly, and it is precisely because of this that he is not a disciple of the Demon League now, otherwise he would have entered the Demon League a long time ago."

Among the demigods of the demon race, Turing began to be discussed

A greedy gaze shot out of their twin demon eyes, gathering on the Turing Demon Knife in his hand.

"Hmph, the weapon is good, but it's a pity that it fell into the hands of a waste who is about to die!" Jian Fengyun's eyes were cold, and he said abruptly.

He wanted to make Turing terrifying and let him know the fate of despising the Terrans, so he did not hesitate to use his sharp words.

"It's you who died!"

In this regard, Turing's old face was even more angry, and he roared, and the long black knife slashed down.

"Xuanwu Law!"

Jian Fengyun's mind moved, and the Xuanwu phantom on his body suddenly emerged, exuding a terrifying aura.

Sonor!

An earth-shattering crash sounded immediately, with a deafening roar.

"Poof!"

The next moment, an even more shocking scene appeared.

I saw that the artifact broadsword in Turing's hand fell on the Xuanwu Phantom in front of Jian Fengyun, and was directly blocked, and the defense of the Xuanwu Phantom was not broken, but was shocked by the counterattack force of his own attack and flew out upside down.

While flying, he spat out pitch-black demon blood over and over again.

Bang!

The figure flew upside down a hundred feet before landing on the ground.

Where Turing settled, the entire street collapsed, and the surrounding buildings turned into ruins amid the roar.

Broken stones and dust buried Turing's body directly.

The air was stagnant for nearly ten breaths.

"Terran, you damn it!"

Ten breaths later, the ruins slammed, and the rubble and dust splattered away again.

I saw that in a piece of gray dust, Turing, who was covered in tatters, walked out holding the Tumo Knife.

It wasn't until the dust dispersed a little that everyone could see Turing's appearance at this moment.

The flesh under the tattered robe did not receive any damage, but the wound on the right arm that had been injured by the sword Fengyun before ruptured and opened again, and the opening became much larger, and the pitch-black blood was like a spring.

"Oh, I was injured by my own attack, hey, I thought it was a genius with this kind of strength, but it turned out to be just a waste material."

Jian Fengyun swept his gaze and sarcastically said mercilessly.

If you want to make him afraid, then you must destroy all his beliefs, and let him taste the taste of being crushed by the Terrans whom he despises.

"Kill—Die—"

Turing roared, already going berserk, swinging his sword towards Jian Fengyun and slashing at it again.

This sword set off a pitch-black wave, and the void in a radius of thousands of miles was flying under this sword qi, spreading terrifying cracks one after another, as if this sky was about to crack.

This power is already beyond the reach of an extraordinary martial artist.

"Turing Boy is in a frenzy, he actually urged part of the power of the Tu Demon Knife." The demigods of the demon clan stood behind and talked about it.

They thought that after Turing's madness, Sword Fengyun should soon fall to the disadvantage.

However, in the face of this sword, Jian Fengyun still did not move at all, but there was a slight look of surprise on his face......

(End of chapter)