"Hmm...?"
Mo Qianji, who was driving his chain blades toward Lu Qiling and Zhong Huai to deliver a fatal blow, suddenly sensed danger behind him.
It was not only because his Primordial Spirit was powerful and his spiritual perception extraordinary.
The spirit puppets scattered around him had also served to warn him.
He twisted, his body bending like a boneless snake, and abruptly shot forward.
Although even his speed could not completely evade that battle axe, whose speed had surged to its limit.
Doing so was enough to give him more time to react.
Mo Qianji twisted sharply in midair, unable to withdraw the chain blades in his hands in time.
But the two long chains had already crossed to meet the inky axe shadow in midair, like Jiao Dragons rolling over.
Boom...!
The chains clashed with the axe shadow, unleashing a thunderous roar.
The pitch-black great axe bore terrifying killing power and the might of profound meaning as it cleaved through the intersecting chains and pressed forward.
Clang, clang, clang...
A teeth-grating screech of metal scraping against metal erupted, followed by dazzling sparks and spirit light.
But the power upon the great axe was rapidly canceled out by the power of profound meaning contained in the two iron chains, and its momentum was visibly running out.
In an instant, the pair of slender hands gripping the axe haft suddenly swung the battle axe, changing moves.
Surging killing intent and power of profound meaning swept in like a rising tide, with even fiercer momentum.
By then, however, Mo Qianji had already turned around completely.
After blocking the most dangerous strike, he whipped the chains into a frenzy with both hands, forming an impenetrable shield to meet the surging assault.
Boom, boom, boom...!
A series of deafening crashes erupted, and the