Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1141 Fighting with Figure
"familiar?"

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

"Boy, your perception is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary human races. The traitors of your human race, the exercises they cultivated are just a few subsidiary versions of my exercises. Once they have completed the exercises, they will Can be my source of strength and be used by me."

"Well, it is indeed a brutal and inhumane technique." Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and he said calmly.

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

"So what about the inhumanity, I am a demon, boy, go to die."

That Turing roared coldly.

"boom!"

The void was shattered, and his pair of fists filled with demonic energy were extremely fierce. When he punched down, the entire void was turned into powder.

Jian Fengyun met him, waved his sword, and the cyan light of the sword swept out, extending the sword energy, talking endlessly, equally spectacular.

This collision caused the turbulent currents from the shattering of the entire void to scatter in all directions. It was too powerful, and the power of the shock was surging, and the entire area was submerged by the colliding light, like a sea of ​​coercion undulating.

In Shendao City, everyone was surprised. The demon demigod seemed to be in the demigod state, but he could shake the void with his punches, causing the turbulent flow of space to shatter.

When the glare of the collision receded, Jian Fengyun still stood there without moving, and an even more surprising scene appeared.

Turing, who seemed to be more powerful than Jian Fengyun, took three steps back abruptly, and a bloody mouth appeared on an arm covered with magic patterns.

The blood mouth matches the sword energy, and the dark devil blood is flowing underneath.

"What, Mr. Turing will be defeated by someone at the top of the demigod realm?"

The Demon Race demigods behind Turing were taken aback for a moment.

You must know that Turing is a genius-like existence in the Demon Realm, and he has once challenged the strong in the Demon God Realm to gain the upper hand.

"how is this possible!"

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

Looking at Jian Fengyun in disbelief, he didn't expect that Jian Fengyun's sword energy could cut off all his pure magic power, and even break his tyrannical physical defense.

In fact, Jian Fengyun was also very surprised, his wind sword energy has reached the level of demigods, its power is not weaker than that of Fengyun Emperor in the previous life, and ordinary demigods would have been wiped out by this sword. .

But I didn't expect Turing's physical body to be so tyrannical.It was actually able to block his sword energy. If it was another demigod demon, at least that arm would definitely be shattered.

"I didn't expect that your attack is not powerful, but your defense is not bad."

Jian Fengyun's gaze was fixed, and he subconsciously spoke.

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

The demon kung fu he practiced was already far superior to warriors of the same level, and his combat power was also extremely tyrannical. Combined with his high-level demon blood, it was no problem to kill the same level, but the attack just now made people fall back three steps. Also heard such words.

"Don't be arrogant, I will definitely tear you to pieces!" Turing glanced at Jian Fengyun coldly, and then shouted: "Tu Mo Dao, die!"

When the words fell, Turing waved his arm, and a long knife with divine power appeared, and it started to cut at Jian Fengyun.

"Tu Mo Knife, oh my God, this is the top-ranked magic artifact in Beitu Demon Palace. I didn't expect it to be given to Mr. Turing."

"Mr. Turing has a high bloodline and strong talent. Don't look at his old appearance. In fact, he has only practiced magic arts for more than 3000 years. It was only once that he went crazy while practicing that made his appearance change drastically. It is precisely because of this that he is now He is not yet a disciple of the Demon League, otherwise he would have entered the Demon League long ago."

Among the demigods of the Demon Race, Turing suddenly began to be discussed.

Greedy gazes shot out from their pairs of demon eyes, and they gathered on the figure magic knife in Turing's 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 said with cold eyes.

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

"You are the one who died!"

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

"Xuanwu method!"

With a thought in Jian Fengyun's mind, the Xuanwu phantom suddenly appeared on his body, exuding a terrifying prehistoric aura.

Keng!
An earth-shattering collision sounded immediately, making a deafening roar.

"puff!"

The next moment, an even more shocking scene appeared.

I saw the sword in Turing's hand falling on the xuanwu phantom in front of Jian Fengyun, and it was completely blocked. out.

While flying, he was still spitting out pitch-black demonic blood from his mouth.

Boom!

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

Where Turing landed, the entire street collapsed directly, and the surrounding buildings were turned into ruins amidst the roar.

Broken stones and dust buried Turing's body directly.

The air stagnated for nearly ten breaths.

"Human race, you should die!"

After ten breaths, the ruins shook suddenly, and the gravel and dust splashed away again.

In a piece of gray dust, Turing, who was covered in tatters, came out holding the Tumo knife.

When the dust dispersed slightly, everyone could see clearly what Turing looked like at the moment.

Under the tattered robes, the body did not receive any damage, but the wound on the right arm, which was injured by Jian Fengyun's sword before, ruptured again, and the opening became much larger, and the pitch-black blood was like springs.

"Oh, I was injured by the shock of my own attack. Hey, I thought it was some kind of genius with such strength, but it turned out to be just a waste material."

Jian Fengyun swept his gaze, and sarcastically said mercilessly.

Since you want to make him fearful, you must destroy all his beliefs and let him taste the feeling of being crushed by the human race he despises.

"Kill—go die—"

Turing roared, already mad, swung his knife and slashed at Jian Fengyun again.

This knife set off a pitch-black wave, and the void in a radius of ten thousand miles was speeding up under the knife energy, spreading out terrifying cracks, as if the sky was about to split open.

This power has already been achieved by extraordinary warriors.

"Mr. Turing is going crazy, he actually activated part of the power of Tu Mo Dao." The demigods of the demon clan stood behind and talked a lot.

They thought that Jian Fengyun would soon be at a disadvantage after Turing went mad.

However, facing this knife, Jian Fengyun still did not move at all, but there was a slight look of surprise on his face
(End of this chapter)