The brown muscles in Hao Young Master's arms bulged high, while the Meridians on his arms writhed like little snakes!
The red glow in his eyes grew more and more intense. The Bronze Blood had already been driven to its limits!
This power would have been enough to overturn mountains and shatter the earth in the lower realm.
Yet such tremendous strength still could not pull the two axes from Luo Zheng's hands!
"Just a little more... This human brat's strength should already be at the end of its tether!"
Even so, Hao Young Master still chose not to give up!
"Chop down for me!"
With a roar, Hao Young Master abandoned his attempt to pull the Blood Axes free. Instead, he exerted force in the opposite direction, once again squeezing the Blood Axes toward the middle!
Yet the Blood Axes remained completely motionless. They seemed to have been fully embedded in Luo Zheng's hands, as though they had become one with him. No matter which direction Hao Young Master exerted force from, the Blood Axes did not react in the slightest.
"Heh..."
Luo Zheng smiled faintly, then suddenly exerted force with the hands that had been gripping the pair of Blood Axes.
"Crack-crack..."
Several cracks began rapidly spreading between Luo Zheng's fingers. Before long, they had covered the entire axe faces.
"Smack..."
Soon afterward, the Blood Axes shattered into countless fragments before everyone's eyes!
As for Hao Young Master, he stood there blankly, holding two bare axe handles. In the blink of an eye, the two axes had become two "short sticks," and he simply could not accept it.
It was not that he felt sorry for the Blood Axes.
The two Blood Axes were indeed treasures of the Lineage, but this was the Dreamlike Battlefield, after all. When