"Wow!" Du Yu's face was full of surprise, listening to the creaking sounds, watching the Fire Age Axe in his hand grow madly.
It turns out that chopping Cold Tree still gives a lot of experience points!
"Du Yu." From afar, a woman's voice was heard.
"Here!" Du Yu finally bothered to look up and glance at Master Qing.
Yang Qingqing smiled, but her beautiful peacock eyes carried a bit of blame: "Make way for the Divine Wood Pavilion people. They need to seal the gate."
"Oh, oh." Du Yu responded repeatedly, only then noticing a group of black-robed people standing patiently above the Cyan Sect.
The Fire Age Axe was not only growing larger, its flames were fiercely burning.
People had to avoid its edge, giving the Holy Soldier enough respect.
"Come back," Du Yu withdrew the Desolate Silver Lynx beneath him, and coaxed the Little Golden Crow back inside his body.
His dodging stance was impressively suave!
