These human races are all so-called smart people!

They don't have much sense of racial belonging, they are just vassals of the powerful.

As long as they can survive! As long as there is benefit, they will not hesitate even if it means helping a foreign race to massacre their own race!

At this moment, in their eyes, although Feng Wuchen was strong, he was still a young man and could not compete with the fish-dragon realm monster.

Standing on the side of the demon clan is the wisest choice.

Seeing this scene, the disappointment in Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed away, and he immediately poured his sword intention into the Burning Sun Sword.

At this moment, the aura of the demon was getting closer and closer, only a few miles away from him.

And beside Feng Wuchen, sword energy is gradually brewing!

A sword energy!

Two sword energies!

Three ways...

…

Nine Sword Qi!

At this time, the demon's roar sounded like thunder: "I will not kill unknown people, human boy! Tell me your name!"

Feng Wuchen sighed softly, and the nine sword auras instantly merged into one, turning into the tenth sword aura.

"My name! Human race!"
Chapter completed!