Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1145 Turing's Death

"When you take action against Wanyu and me, you should think about today, so you don't want to let it go."

Jian Fengyun ignored their begging for mercy, and cut off their way of life with his sword.

In fact, letting them die so easily is too cheap for them. Since they launched the war, how many human races in the Ten Thousand Territories have died tragically at their hands.

Jian Fengyun is not the kind of great man who is dedicated to being a human being, but he keeps his heart, and if he follows his heart, his martial arts will follow his will. His heart is to tell him to kill these demons and avenge all the Wanyu human races who have died.

Let these demons who despise the people of the lower world feel fear, and let them experience the feelings of the innocent people of the human race who died tragically under their hands before they died.

In just a few breaths, a demigod demon will be killed.

In fact, it's not that these demigod realm demons are really that weak, but that Jian Fengyun's five gods are too powerful.

The power of the Five Gods Method, coupled with the terrifying recovery speed of the Nirvana Returning to Origin Method, made it possible for Jian Fengyun to defeat a hundred with one, without any injuries.

"Okay, it's your turn."

There were demigod corpses all over the place, and only Turing was left standing on the spot holding the figure knife.

Turing's body trembled slightly. In the quarter of an hour just now, more than 100 demons from the demigod realm, plus more than 3000 demons from the emperor realm, they failed to resist Jian Fengyun.

To be more precise, they were killed by Jian Fengyun alone.

This kind of combat power has already made him feel scared. Even if he holds the Tuma knife in his hand, he can't kill so many demigods and emperors in such a short period of time.

"you"

Looking at Jian Fengyun, it took a long time for Turing to say a word.

"What about me, you didn't want me to give up my defenses to fight you, you also want me to regret living in this world. Now that I'm out, you can do whatever you want."

Jian Fengyun glanced at Turing's trembling appearance, and said calmly.

For the demons, he will not have any mercy.

He could see that the belief in Turing's heart should have been destroyed, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​resistance.

"You don't kill me."

That Turing held back for a long time, and finally said it, and the whole demon body knelt down directly towards Jian Fengyun.

"Oh, are you begging for mercy from an ant?"

Jian Fengyun didn't look sideways, and said coldly.

While speaking, a silver sword energy condensed in his hand, and the law of void surged out of the sword energy, as if blocking the surrounding space to prevent him from breaking through the space and escaping.

"Yes, I am the son of the Supreme Elder of the Beitu Demon Palace. If you let me go, the Beitu Demon Palace will give you benefits and give you whatever you want."

Turing seemed to be terrified. He knelt on the ground and looked at Jian Fengyun, trembling even more.

"Oh, Beitu Demon Palace?"

Jian Fengyun frowned, and said casually, "I've never heard of it."

"Then I'll give you the Tumo Knife. If you let me go, I promise I won't take revenge on you in the future." Seeing Jian Fengyun getting closer, Turing got a little anxious and said immediately.

Jian Fengyun swept his gaze and stopped abruptly.

His eyes fell on the Tumo Dao in Turing's hand not far away. The blade was seven feet three feet wide and one finger thick. It was engraved with dense magic lines, exuding an aura that surpassed ordinary artifacts.

Jian Fengyun could feel that this aura was comparable to the silver-ranked artifact on the second floor of the Treasure Hall.

"The knife is indeed a good knife, but you can still get it if you kill it."

Jian Fengyun opened his mouth lightly, and the next moment his figure disappeared, and the sword fell from his hand.

Everyone saw only a flash of sword light flashing past, and then a sword mark appeared on Turing's chest, and black blood continued to spread on his demon body.

"Beitu Demon Palace will not let you go."

When Turing was dying, there was a flash of resentment in those gray eyes, and then he fell on the ground in unwillingness, fear and resentment, and the vitality of the demon body gradually disappeared.

Other wounds can be repaired by the demon body, but the sword that Jian Fengyun gave him cannot be repaired by the demon body, and the sword energy in the wound can only take Turing's life.

"Okay, suzerain is invincible, suzerain is invincible!"

Feng Yunzong didn't know who yelled first, and then everyone yelled.

"The suzerain is invincible!"

"The suzerain is invincible!"

The voice is like a wave, revealing the meaning of faith in the shouting.

At this moment, countless people regard Jian Fengyun as their lifelong idol and their faith in their hearts.

Jian Fengyun didn't look back, but the scene behind him was predictable.

All the crowd cheered, even the disciples from the Divine Sword Palace and the Holy Land of Immortality looked at Jian Fengyun with bright eyes.

Defeating many powerful demons by one's own power, beheading hundreds and a half god-level demons, and exterminating three thousand emperor-level demons, such great achievements have been praised by people in Wanyu for several generations.

Behind the Demon Army
"Is it over?"

Xuanmu Mozhen looked at everything in front of him with deep eyes.

The second before Turing was killed, he crushed the Jade Talisman of Communication in his hand, and all the situation here was passed on to Xie Tian in Demon Realm at that moment.

In fact, he could send a message to Xie Tian a long time ago. The reason why he waited until now is because he saw something clearly, so he suddenly didn't want these demons to win.

"Xie Tian, ​​you'd better come back as soon as possible, otherwise you demon race will definitely lose at this stop."

Xuanmu Mo's really evil pupils swept away, and he opened his mouth and said.

Not long ago he found out that the death of the Demon Emperor of the Ten Directions of the Demon Race was all due to Xie Tian's calculations.

And he has also been deceived for hundreds of years in the name of revenge, so he must avenge this revenge.

Compared to the cheers of the human race and the retreat of the demon race, Jian Fengyun's figure stayed in midair, motionless.

His eyes swept towards the direction of Demon Realm, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Just when he had just killed Turing, he clearly felt a tyrannical aura fluctuating in the direction of Demon Realm, as if he still wanted to come here quickly.

However, when he felt it carefully for the second time, that breath suddenly disappeared.

This feeling is as if someone discovered that he was observing him, so that person deliberately hid his breath.

"Young master, what are you thinking?"

The figure of Yun Tianji appeared beside Jian Fengyun, and asked immediately.

Jian Fengyun frowned to answer Yun Tianji, but closed his eyes, and mobilized the soul power of the emperor's best realm to spread around and detect it.

He is sure that his perception is correct, so it is very likely that a terrifying enemy from Jiuyou is rushing over.

"No good, go back."

Jian Fengyun seemed to feel something, immediately opened his eyes, and pushed Yun Tianji into the Divine Sword Palace with a light drink.

(End of this chapter)