"Screech!"
The giant axe swung down, a massive black axe shadow tearing the sky apart as if it were nothing.
Demonic Qi surged, leaving the sun and moon dimmed.
Faced with this earth-shattering strike, Shen Xuan remained calm, his cloak fluttering in the wind, and even had the leisure to comment, "Quite an impressive pose."
Having said that, he neither dodged nor evaded. The Fiery Light Flame Saber in his hand let out a clear, resounding blade cry, blazing up violently as it slashed upward with precision to meet the descending giant axe.
"Clang!"
An ear-splitting thunderous sound exploded!
Sparks and Demonic Qi splattered!
Niu Dali only felt an indescribable, immense force hitting him like a prehistorical behemoth, crashing down the axe handle with great ferocity.
His proud demon body couldn't withstand it, and with a wretched scream, both he and the axe were sent flying backward dozens of meters.
"Puff!"
