"Feng San!"

Feng Ziyue roared angrily, stretched out his hand to catch Feng San's head, and looked at his dead expression, and was furious!

Not long ago, this young man was still alive and kicking, and just under the encouragement of his words, he regained his confidence in practicing martial arts, but he didn't expect that in an instant, he had turned into a headless ghost!

Who did this?

Feng Ziyue's gaze fell into the darkness, where a tall figure loomed.

"I can't imagine that there are people in such a deserted place......"

The blood on the palm of Yiguru**'s hand slowly stepped forward and looked Feng Ziyue up and down, "...... Besides, it looks like the martial arts are pretty good, so it should be delicious......"

He was supposed to command the army on the front line, but after the demon army entered the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, he didn't need to command at all, and there was no way to command it.

Therefore, Iguru is also alone, patrolling the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, killing people when he sees them.

He walked to the quiet residence behind here, and just when he felt that no one wanted to change places, he bumped into Feng San, who was happily coming back from outside, and he broke his head stiffly!

"Who are you?"

Feng Ziyue felt the pressure he had never felt from this terrible person, his face was solemn, he drew his sword and pointed at the other party, and asked sharply.

"Oh, lowly reptile, you don't even know me, Lord Igru!"

Iguru clenched his fists, and the spikes on his pitch-black arms bulged out, emitting a dark light, "You can now know that it was Iguru, the general of the three-rank demon clan, who killed you, this is really your honor!"

"Three-rank demons?"

Feng Ziyue's heart was awe-inspiring. After being in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace for a long time, he also read a lot of information about the Five Clans. The power of the demons comes almost from innateness. It's hard to improve through cultivation, but it just becomes more and more powerful as time goes on.

From the beginning of birth, the status of the demon race was determined.

The seven-grade demon clan is regarded as a low-level demon race, although its strength cannot be said to be weak, after all, compared with humans, they also have enough combat power, but they are also the base of the pyramid. It is equivalent to the acquired, innate and void-breaking martial artists, that is, the strength of one, two, three or three.

The four, five, and six-grade demons are the middle demons, and they are the backbone of the demons' strength, which is equivalent to the four, five, and six-star warriors.

And the first, second, and third-grade demons are high-level demons, and they are powerful existences. The martial artists equivalent to the seven ** stars, the first-grade demon clan, are very few at all!

The three-rank demon clan is already equivalent to a seven-star martial artist, and its strength is far above Fengziyue!

How could such a powerful demon clan appear in the hinterland of Xuanyuan Ancient Palace and kill people without any scruples?

Could it be ......

Feng Ziyue smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose. There was a strong sense of foreboding in my heart.

He took a deep breath, his sword was on his chest, and his face was solemn, "The demon clan was able to break through the Xuanyuan Gate and invade here. Presumably there was already a sea of blood outside...... You killed my friend, and I must avenge him!"

Although I don't know how the demons broke in. But Feng Ziyue knew that there was no point in pursuing it.

Although the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace is the base of human beings, because of the weakness of human beings, there is no master above the seven-star martial artist in the palace, and this random demon clan has the strength of the seven-star, so even if there are many people in the ancient palace, how can they have the ability to resist?

Outside, it must be a terrible hellish scene, Feng Ziyue's heart was painful, but he held the hilt of the sword tightly.

Now, the only way to do this is to get rid of all distractions and fight with all your might!

"Hehehe, there's still a bit of backbone, but what's the use?"

Iguru let out a long laugh, in his opinion, Feng Ziyue intended to resist, and it was a very interesting game.

He suddenly jumped up, rose to the sky, stretched out his palm and grabbed Feng Ziyue's Heavenly Spirit Gai, this is his favorite move, to grab the opponent's head alive!

"Humph!"

Although it is just an ordinary grasp, but it contains a kind of mysterious power, just like this grasp, no matter what, it can't get rid of it, Feng Ziyue snorted coldly, the sword light shook, barely resisted, but he could only take a few steps back first.

"Not bad!"

Iguru laughed heartily, "If you can stop me, you can be regarded as a master of the human race, right? In such a remote place, there are such interesting people, ahahaha!"

He laughed and attacked at the same time, it seemed to be chaotic, but every move contained great strength, Feng Ziyue could only fight and retreat, keeping his moves not chaotic, and his heart was even more awe-inspiring.

The innate strength of the demons is really incomparable, their bodies are the best weapons, ordinary swords can't be matched at all, and the high-level demons have all kinds of abilities, which make people unguardable!

Although Feng Ziyue was angry in his heart, as long as he thought of Feng San's death, it was like a fire burning in his chest, but when he was fighting, he still remained calm and steady.

The strength of this demon clan is still above him, if he attacks rashly, not only will he not be able to take revenge, but he will only give his life in vain!

Although the battle situation does not seem to be fierce, Feng Ziyue is in the game, and he knows that as long as he doesn't deal with it properly, he will die on the spot!

He swung his sword steadily to resist, purely defensive, not attacking.

The swordsmanship used by Feng Ziyue is the Zhenlong leyline, which is known as the world's first defensive move when breaking the void, although after the realm is improved, the defense of this move cannot be as indestructible as before, but after he improves it, the strict defense is still not leaky!

Now, under the ferocious attack of Iguru, he can still resist with ease, which fully demonstrates the subtlety of this sword.

Iguru originally thought that this person would be able to win at most two or three moves, so at first he had a cat-and-mouse mentality, wishing that he could resist for a while longer.

But when Feng Ziyue really held up his continuous attacks, he couldn't help but get agitated.

"What's going on? This isn't the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace Elder Residence, where did such a strong master come from?"

Feng Ziyue was obviously not an elder in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace - in fact, even if he was an elder in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, many of them were not his enemies in the same group as Yiguru, where did this kid come from?

Thinking that his companions were killing outside on a large scale, but because he took the wrong road, he actually entangled an inexplicable kid for a long time, so if people knew about it, wouldn't it be a shame?

What's more, when the merits are counted after the war, if he doesn't kill enough people, where can he have the face to serve as the commander of this army again?

Iguru was born noble among the demons, and his strength was reasonable, but to lead this ten thousand demons to take the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, he had to find a way to get it.

In this battle that is destined to go down in the history of the demon race, he must strive for dazzling feats, in addition to breaking through the Gate of Xuanyuan, the number of kills must not be less!