Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1143
"My son is so strong!"

Yun Tianji looked at Jian Fengyun, his eyes shone with admiration.

Obviously, the entire Fengyun Sect was also very surprised by Jian Fengyun's defense that he did not move at all in the face of Turing's bombardment.

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

Now I am surprised to see such an astonishing defensive power of my suzerain.

"Just this little attack, it's really disappointing."

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

"Damn, damn it!"

The hideous meridians on Turing's dark arm emerged, and the magic power was stimulated to the extreme, but it seemed that it did not have much effect on the attack of Xuanwu phantom.

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

Seeing this scene, the demigod powerhouses of the Demon Race spoke one after another, reversing their previous contemptuous attitude, with a sense of vigilance in their words.

"You idiots, what are you still looking at, come with me."

Turing saw that his attack did not seem to pose any great threat to Jian Fengyun, so he changed his previous appearance of going duel with Jian Fengyun, and shouted at the many demigods and emperors behind him.

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

The demigods and emperors of the demon race were stunned subconsciously when they heard Turing's shout, but they didn't expect that Mr. Turing, who had always been proud, would ask them for help.

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

They all shot and rushed over.

"What's the use of letting these wastes come here, they are weaker than you, just like ants, come here to die."

Jian Fengyun glanced at Turingdao in front of him.

"You humans are the ants. If you break your defense in a while, you must cut off your flesh and blood one by one, making your life worse than death."

Turing looked at Jian Fengyun, with a terrifying murderous intent on his ferocious face.

This human race, whom he has always regarded as an ant, has repeatedly despised him, even the entire demon race, which made him feel very angry, like a praying mantis that can be crushed to death at will, suddenly climbed on top of your head to shit, But you can't help him.

"Really, before I make a move, you think that if the defense is broken, you will definitely kill me?"

Jian Fengyun looked at Turing indifferently.

Compared with Turing's violent rage and fury, Jian Fengyun's calmness stood out a bit.

It is this outstanding calmness that makes Turing unstoppable and unmoved, so he becomes more irritable and angrier.

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

Turing's gray eyes were wide open, with gray light flowing in them.

"Is it?"

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth twitched into a faint smile.

At this time, the hundreds of demigods from the demon race had already blocked the water around Jian Fengyun, and the demonic energy was so strong that the defense seemed to be substantive.

They launched an attack on the basalt phantom released by Jian Fengyun. The attack was so tyrannical that the entire space was completely shattered. Scary space cracks centered around Jian Fengyun's body and spread in all directions. It was amazing. endlessly.

"Human race, no matter how strong your defense is, there will be a day when your strength will be exhausted. Let's see how you can escape." Turing said coldly while attacking Xuanwu phantom.

The demigod powerhouses of the Demon Race were still a little wary of Jian Fengyun, before attacking, they released devil energy to cover their bodies, and then prepared to deal with Jian Fengyun's attack.

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

"Mr. Turing can definitely tear you to pieces."

Many demigods of the Demon Race echoed Turing's words.

Turing's status in the Demon Realm is unusual. If he can help him after returning to the Demon Realm because of the few words now, it will definitely be a great gain.

Obviously, these demons and demigods all think so.

They are trying their best to attack Xuanwu phantom, trying to break through the defense and make a good impression on Turing.

However, none of them seem to have anticipated that if Turing died or they died, their current behavior would be meaningless.

Maybe it's because time is too tight, or maybe this group of demons themselves think that Turing will not die, and they also believe that as long as they are more vigilant, they will not die.

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

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

Jian Fengyun's eyes were fixed, and he scanned the demigod realm powerhouses around him.

What Turing said just now is correct. Although the Xuanwu method can withstand the siege of hundreds of demigod powerhouses, the consumption has also increased by dozens of times. After all, it is densely packed and uninterrupted demigod. There is not even scum left.

Zheng——

When the words fell, a sword cry suddenly sounded all around.

This time, Jian Fengyun didn't use the Qingdi Sword. The Qingdi Sword is just an emperor-level spiritual weapon, if he used it, it wouldn't increase his damage much.

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

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

All the demigods of the demon race seemed to have seen this wisp of sword energy, and they subconsciously wanted to mobilize the demonic energy to resist.

However, time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

After about one breath or so, all the demon demigods regained their clear feeling again.

That wisp of gray sword aura disappeared at some point, replaced by a wisp of golden sword aura, which appeared in front of the face of a demon demigod.

boom!
With a soft sound, the head of the demon demigod was directly pierced by the golden sword energy and turned into a cloud of pitch-black blood mist.

After the sword energy pierced through the head of a demon demigod, it didn't disappear, but continued to sweep forward.

At this time, the many demons behind the pierced demon demigod reacted in a hurry and turned sideways to avoid it.

However, the demon group is crowded, and there will be new targets to make up for wherever they hide.

laugh!laugh!
The sword energy finally pierced through the chests of the two demon demigods before it faded away.

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

Turing was furious, staring at Jian Fengyun, the attack of Tu Mo Dao in his hand became a bit more fierce, and the impacting Xuanwu phantom made a sound.

"You only need to kill the warriors of my human race, are you not allowed to kill your demons?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were cold, and he gently put down the right hand that released the sword energy just now.

(End of this chapter)