The demon was hit by Ye Chu's sword as if it had been suppressed by Wanjun mountain. Two calves fell deep into the ground. The black blood on both arms was gurgling and then spilled on the ground.

Ye Chu looks at the scar on the devil's arms and his pupils shrink. This guy's defense is so strong that he can match his body.

after the devil's arm was injured, the black fog rose on his body. Only the scar on his arm healed at the speed visible to the naked eye. After a moment, it was as good as before. The devil was immortal.

"Phoenix Nirvana!" Ye Chu drinks...