Wu Ya stared at Jiang Chen and asked with a smile: “It seems that it is a great honor for me to be regarded as an opponent by you, Jiang Chen?”

    Jiang Chen wiped the blade of his long sword and said slowly: “Whether it is your honor or not, you will know after fighting.”

    Wu Ya nodded and asked with a smile: “The sword in your hand should be the Wu Ji Divine Sword, right?”

    Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows: “How about I use you to test the sword?”

    “Hahaha!” Wu Ya laughed again: “I would also like to try it, whether this sword can devour me like it devoured Lin Bufan.”

    As he spoke, he flew away from Jiang Chen by several light years, and with a wave of his hand, a scepter with demonic light appeared in his hand.

    At the same time, around him, eighty-one rotating universes lingered and rotated clockwise, and above his head, an extremely huge snow-white tiger opened its bloody mouth and burst into a roar.

    In an instant, this sacred mountain and the world trembled, and a sharp and terrifying sense of oppression came towards him.

    Facing this vast scene, Jiang Chen stood there holding the Wuji Sword, motionless, letting the fierce wind and terrifying momentum pass through, lifting his long flowing hair and making it flutter.

    “Hahahahaha, Jiang Chen, I know you like adventure, like to challenge the strong, even many people with stronger cultivation than you have been defeated by you, which also brings you endless self-confidence and arrogance.”

    “But, you are facing me today. I am not only one of the three great ancestors of the Shengwu clan, but also the chief protector of the demon clan.”

    “Even if you pull out the Wuji Sword that Taisheng, Shenweifan and Lin Bufan can’t do anything about, you will definitely die today.”

    After hearing this, Jiang Chen raised his head with impatience: “Then what the hell are you talking about, make your move.”

    “Since you can’t wait to die, then I will fulfill your wish.” As he spoke, Wu Ya waved the demon light scepter in his hand.

    Suddenly, from the eighty-one rotating universes lingering around him, huge illusory shadows suddenly burst out one after another, transforming into countless roaring spirit beasts and beasts, rushing straight towards Jiang Chen.

    “All beasts return to spirits, be careful, this guy has some skills!”

    Suddenly, Jiang Chen heard Sha Mao’s reminder in his mind.

    At this moment, Jiang Chen smiled indifferently, and the long sword in his hand swept across lightly, and a huge and terrifying black sword energy broke out of the sword.

    When the black sword energy hit the spirit beasts and beasts that were surging like a tide, a burst of crisp sounds of “pu pu pu” broke out.

    In an instant, wherever the sword energy passed, no matter how big or small the spirit beasts or beasts were, they were almost all cut in half like cutting melons and vegetables.

    There was no explosion, no screaming, and no blood flying. Just the sword energy passed, and all the spirit beasts and beasts that were overwhelming were imprisoned and frozen, as if the time here had also stopped.

    Seeing such a weird scene, Wu Ya, who was originally full of confidence and had the upper hand, couldn’t help but change his face.

    “What is this?”

    Just as he finished speaking, the spirit beasts and fierce beasts that were originally imprisoned in the void fell down with one of them, and then fell down from the void in an endless stream.

    In a blink of an eye, the corpses of these spirit beasts and fierce beasts filled the entire Lingshan Mountain, and countless inner pills of different colors broke out of their bodies and filled the entire sky.

    At this moment, Jiang Chen took a Taixu Hongmeng step and took all the inner pills in the sky in one breath.

    “That’s it?” Jiang Chen looked down at Wu Ya from a high place: “Can you play something serious?”

    “It seems that the sword in your hand is indeed very strange.” Wu Ya snorted and shouted: “Then let me show you what the strength of the peak of the demon king is.”

    As he spoke, Wu Ya turned his body, and the eighty-one universes around him turned rapidly, gradually forming a huge group of demonic light in the void.

    Then, in the demonic light group, with a roar, a huge beast jumped out.

    This beast had nine heads and nine tails, nine eyes and nine mouths, and its body was red, as if it was made of hard meteorites. It was horrible and ferocious.

    Facing the huge beast, Jiang Chen in the void was about to make a move, but the beast’s nine bloody mouths opened at the same time, spewing out water, fire, wind, clouds, thunder and lightning catastrophes.

    “Eight-pointed beast, be careful, this thing is not something you can resist.”

    With the reminder of Sha Mao in his mind, Jiang Chen quickly transformed into a Daluo Lingyun body and instantly disappeared in the original void.

    The next second, countless water, fire, wind, clouds, thunder and lightning catastrophes came crazily, suddenly swallowed up the void just now, and a loud rumbling sound broke out.

    Looking at Jiang Chen again, he appeared on top of the huge beast’s head with a flash.

    The Wuji Sword in his hand fell without hesitation, and pierced into the beast’s head with a puff.

    In a blink of an eye, a foul-smelling green liquid gushed out, and Jiang Chen dodged it again.

    The green liquid rushed straight into the void and turned into a green rain.

    When the first drop of green rain fell on Jiang Chen, his black robe instantly turned into ashes.

    Then, countless green rains came, and Jiang Chen’s body immediately seemed to be attacked by hot flames. While he rolled his eyes, his body began to corrode and rot.

    “Fuck!”

    Jiang Chen cursed, and once again used a Daluo Lingyun body and Taixu Hongmeng step to quickly break away.

    But at this moment, the beast’s nine tails suddenly intertwined around its huge body to form a huge net of demonic light, causing Jiang Chen, who was dodging, to be quickly bounced back.

    Falling under the green rain again, Jiang Chen felt the burning pain all over his body getting stronger and stronger. He could not help but roar, and the Wuji Sword in his hand quickly opened a big hole on the left side, and rushed out.

    “Ah, aah!”

    As if dissatisfied with Jiang Chen’s escape, the huge beast burst into a deafening roar.

    Jiang Chen, who had already flashed to the top of Lingshan, was shocked when he saw his skin all over his body burned beyond recognition.

    What kind of beast is this? Even a move of his hands and feet can cause such damage, including blood.

    He dared not imagine whether his body would still exist if he had stayed in the green rain for a few more seconds.

    No wonder Wu Ya was so confident. This old guy was indeed a more difficult opponent than Tai Sheng and Tai Xu.

    “Run, you can’t beat him.” Suddenly, Shamao’s voice came into Jiang Chen’s mind again: “This guy has already merged into one human and beast. It seems that he is not just the peak of the Demon King. He is probably a terrifying strong man who has already stepped into the realm of Demon God.”

    Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

    “You let me run away in such a miserable way. Don’t I have any face?”

    “How much is face worth?” Shamao scolded angrily: “You have to study the sword in your hand thoroughly, and it’s not too late to take revenge. Otherwise, you will lose your life in vain, and I will die with you, right?”

    Jiang Chen sneered: “So, you are afraid of getting yourself in trouble?”

    “Of course.” Shamao said shamelessly: “How about you let me go now, and we are not connected, you can fight as you like?”