The Salty Demon King Chen Yu

The terrifying onslaught continued. The fighting power that Demon King Chen Yu displayed shocked Abysmal Saint Master, Underworld God and everyone around.

They knew they could not even fend off one attack at that level.

However, Jian Wushuang could fight the Demon King head on single handedly without backing off at all.

Demon King Chen Yu could not deal with Jian Wushuang even after he had risked his life and given his all. His face was dark.

After many collisions, the aura radiating from Jian Wushuang did not weaken at all.

Under the fury of attacks, Jian Wushuang was unharmed?

"This brat!" Demon King Chen Yu gritted his teeth and thought.

What he did not know was that Jian Wushuang was actually hurt.

After each collision, his divine body would be hurt. However, his divine power would heal the injury instantly. This caused the illusion that Jian Wushuang was completely unhurt.