Feng Ziyue roared angrily, stretched out his hand to catch Feng San's head, and looked at his dead-eyed expression, and became furious!
Not long ago, this young man was still alive and kicking. Just now, under the encouragement of his own words, he regained his confidence in practicing martial arts. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he had turned into a headless ghost!
Who did this?
Feng Ziyue cast his gaze into the darkness, where a tall figure loomed.
"I never thought there would be people in such a deserted place..."
Igulu wiped the blood from his palms, slowly stepped forward, and looked Feng Ziyue up and down, "...and, it looks like your martial arts skills are pretty good, it should be delicious..."
He was supposed to be commanding the army on the front line, but after the demon army entered the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, there was no need for command at all and there was no way to do so.
Therefore, Iguru was alone, patrolling the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace and killing anyone he saw.
He walked into the quiet residence at the back, and just when he thought no one wanted to change places, he bumped into Feng San, who was returning happily from outside, and his head was violently twisted off by him!
"who are you?"
Feng Ziyue felt unprecedented pressure from this terrifying person. His face was solemn, he drew his sword and pointed at the other person, and asked sternly.
"Oh, you humble reptile, you don't even know me, Lord Iguru!"
Igulu clenched his fists, and the spikes on his dark arms bulged, emitting a dark light, "You can now know that the person who killed you was the third-level demon general Iguru. This is really your honor!"
"Third-grade demon clan?"
Feng Ziyue felt awe-struck. He had been in Xuanyuan Ancient Palace for a long time and read a lot of information about the five races. The power of the demon race almost comes from nature. It is difficult to improve through practice, but it only becomes better and better with time.
The more powerful it is.
From the moment you are born, your status as a demon is determined.
The seventh-level demons are regarded as low-level demons. Although their strength cannot be said to be weak, after all, compared with humans, they have enough fighting power, but they are also the base of the pyramid. They are equivalent to acquired, innate and Poixu warriors.
, that is, the strength of one, two or three stars.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth level demons are medium level demons, the backbone of the demons’ strength, and are equivalent to the fourth, fifth, and sixth level warriors.
The first-, second-, and third-level demons are high-level demons, and they are powerful beings. There are only a handful of first-level demons who are equivalent to seven-star warriors!
The third-grade demons are already equivalent to seven-star warriors, and their strength is far superior to Feng Ziyue!
How could such a powerful demon show up in the hinterland of Xuanyuan Ancient Palace and kill people without any scruples?
Could it be that……
Feng Ziyue smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose and felt a strong ominous feeling in his heart.
He took a deep breath, held the sword across his chest, and said solemnly, "The demons were able to break through the Xuanyuan Gate and invade here. There must be a sea of blood outside... If you kill my friend, I will definitely do it."
Avenge him!"
Although he didn't know how the demons broke in, Feng Ziyue knew that there was no point in pursuing it.
Although the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace is a human base, due to the weakness of humans, there are no masters above seven-star warriors in the palace. If any demon clan has the strength of seven-stars, then even if there are many people in the ancient palace, what will happen?
Have the ability to resist?
Outside, there must be a horrible scene of hell. Feng Ziyue felt pain in his heart, but he held the hilt of the sword tightly.
