Villain: The whole family is a boss, and I am arrogant.

"Hmph, how many legs do you have on your body? Do you think I don't know?"

Liang Chen said angrily.

"Okay, now that you've discovered me, show up!"

The void tore, blood surged all over the sky, and a figure with broad arms and waist, a tall figure wearing dark red clothes came out.

It was Ye Wushen whom he hadn’t seen for a long time.

"It seems that you have gained a lot from practicing in the small Shura world."

Liang Chen smiled.

"No, I originally wanted to seek revenge from this old guy, but looking at his miserable bear-like appearance, I guess he is no match for me, so let's forget it!"

Ye Wushen glanced at the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons Cave not far away and said calmly.

The ancestor of Ten Thousand Devils Cave hesitated to speak. The aura emitted by the other party was like an unfathomable abyss, many times more powerful than before.

Once, he could crush the opponent with just one clone.

Even if he attacks with all his strength now, he may not be the opponent's opponent.

"Little Ye Zi, can you beat the two of them?"

Liang Chen pointed at the black-haired old man and Yi Wuwu not far away.

"It's just two souls of the Dao-breaking realm, killing them is like slaughtering dogs!"

Ye Wushen's mouth raised a hint of disdain.

"Arrogant kid, take advantage of my move!"

The black-haired old man was enraged, and a dark beam of light burst out from his third eye. Wherever it went, the heaven and earth twisted, as if everything could be sucked in.

Ye Wushen pulled out the crutch sword, and the bloody sword energy surged into the sky, cutting the dark beam in half in a flash.

"The power of Shura, the power of Shura is so strong. You remind me of a legend in the upper world, the Sword God Shura..."

The black-haired old man's expression changed drastically, and he felt an unfathomable threat from Ye Wushen's sword energy.

"Hmph, isn't that Shura Sword God just a blind man? Aren't you and I still a match for him if we join forces?"

Yi Wuwu snorted coldly and waved his arms. A huge vortex of spiritual energy appeared behind him, and countless flying swords exuding sharp aura swarmed out from it.

Wan Jian returns to the sect.

Thousands of flying swords flew away, instantly cutting the heaven and earth into pieces.

"How dare you make an axe with a little trick of carving insects?"

Ye Wushen snorted coldly, and his whole body turned into a bloody sword energy and flew away.

click, click, click...

The flying swords all over the sky were in pieces, and they were actually vulnerable to a single blow.

"what……"

A look of fear flashed across Yi Wuwu's face, and the bloody sword energy had already passed him by.

snorted.

Yi Immortal's body slowly annihilated.

"I haven't encountered such a strong opponent in a long time, so strong..."

Yi Wuwu's face was full of horror. Looking at the entire Xuantian world, no one had ever been able to kill his clone.

Ye Wushen was the first.

"This time it is your clone, next time it will be your true self."

Ye Wushen said coldly as the long sword was sheathed.

"Interesting, remember to go to the Temple of Gods to fight me next time. I'm looking forward to the peak showdown with you."

Yi Immortal said.

"Remember, there is no need for Xiao Yezi to take action next time. It will be me who cuts off your head next time. Just wash your neck and wait for death!"

Liang Chen said coldly.

"you?"

Easy to be immortal and disdainful.

"That's right, with the order of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, I officially declare war on you. It won't take long for me to lead all the powerful men from the Ten Thousand Demons Cave into your temples and take your Yi Immortal head!"

Liang Chen's voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing throughout the world.

"As expected of the heir chosen by the old cave master, so brave and domineering..."

The top ten Demon Lords heard this and their blood boiled with excitement. With their extraordinary cultivation, they dared to declare war on the strong ones in the Broken Dao Realm. From ancient times to the present, Liang Chen was No. 1.

With this courage alone, he is worthy of being the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

Even the Blood Sword Demon Lord and the Poison Dragon Demon Lord, who were not optimistic about Liang Chen, were convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you, just because I'm afraid that you might sound bad and won't dare to come in the end..."

Yi Wuwu snorted coldly, if Liang Chen really dared to break into the temples, he would be playing into his hands. The temples have stood as the overlord of the Xuantian world for 10 years. They have profound foundation and unimaginable means.

If Liang Chen really dares to come, even if he brings this blind man's sword, he will definitely make it impossible for them to come back.

After speaking, his figure disappeared.

"Hey, we are from the same family. What will I do if you leave?"

The black-haired old man was shocked. He didn't expect the other party to be so unloyal.

At this time, Liang Chen and others all looked towards him.

"Sir, is it too late for me to choose to surrender now?"

The black-haired old man laughed dryly.

"Lord, if I can absorb the power of his soul, my cultivation level can be restored to the same level as Little Ye Zi."

Yaoyao looked at the black-haired old man greedily.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you!"

Liang Chen nodded.

"Jie Jie, I'm here..."

The monster laughed and rushed towards the black-haired old man.

"Don't even think about it. Scholars can be killed but not humiliated..."

The black-haired old man yelled.

As soon as he made his move, Ye Wushen struck out with two fingers and a bloody sword energy, directly pinning him to the void.

Click!

The demon bites the black-haired old man's soul body, and a majestic sucking force envelopes him.

"Ah, this is the method of the Blood Demon Clan..."

"Shura Sword God, Blood Demon Clan, you, you are legendary..."

Before the black-haired old man could finish speaking, he was sucked into Yaoyao's mouth.

"This guy was once an immortal monk. Although he is just a wisp of soul now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Sucking his power can still greatly increase my strength. I am so full. I need it. Have a good sleep and digest."

After Yaoyao finished speaking, he lay on the ground and fell asleep.

"Little guy, there is power collected by this person in this palace. Go ahead and absorb all of it. It will be very beneficial to your cultivation."

The ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons Cave pointed to the palace on the floating island in the distance. After speaking, he took the ten demons and the sleeping Fang Huaying and prepared to leave.

"Cave Master, do you need to bring her with you?"

The weak water demon pointed at the sleeping demon and asked.

"Don't worry about her, you go first!"

Liang Chen said.

"It's the cave master!"

The ten demon kings saluted quickly.

"Old man, go back and gather your body quickly. I will go to fight with you later."

Before everyone left, Ye Wushen glanced at the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

"No need, I've given up. I'm no match for you."

The voice of the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons Cave sounded.

"It's so boring!"

Ye Wushen shook his head. He didn't even have a chance to find someone to have a good fight with.

"Little Ye Zi, you can take it back with you. I will go back after I absorb the energy in this dark secret realm."

Liang Chen said.

"Yes!"

Ye Wushen nodded, picked up the sleeping Yaoyao, and left.

Then, Liang Chen flew towards the palace on the floating island. There was a huge magic pool inside, exuding endless energy.

"It turns out that the magic pools on other islands finally gathered their power here."

Liang Chen was overjoyed. These energies were prepared by the black-haired old man to condense into his physical body. If he absorbed them all, his cultivation level would definitely increase several times.