Liu Dashan's instinctive body moved and wanted to go forward, but after he looked at the two people around him, he frowned and slowly stood firm again.

Yan Ling'er's expression was shocked at first, then a very bright light flashed in her eyes. Facing this ancient axe that had supreme status in the Tongtian Sect and even the world, she also frowned slightly. Then, she subconsciously glanced at the Jiangchen beside her, and looked at his expression. She quietly pulled a distance from Jiangchen for a while.

The general was silent, as if his face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be burning like fireworks.

The axe, the ancient axe that has appeared in the nightmare day and night for ten years, was immediately in front of him. The ancient axe blade seemed to flash with a simple light in the breeze in the mountains and fields, reflected in his eyes, as if it had pierced into his chest.

That graceful and powerless green figure falling gently in the air...

'ah!……'

He seemed to burst out of his chest with an angry roar, tearing his heart and lungs, and rushed towards the Pangu Ancient Axe. The black green light flashed, and the turtle shell roared in front of him, as if he was experiencing the master's mood.

But suddenly, a green sword light broke out from the side. Liu Dashan held the Dragon Sword in his hand and was already blocking his body. The angrily green sword light blocked the roaring black air.

With a muffled sound, the two magic weapons collided in the air. Liu Dashan was about to stop him. Suddenly, he felt that although he was under the sun, his strange magic weapons were accompanied by the world. Suddenly, the world became dark and the surroundings were roaring, and his body was as if bound by thousands of invisible threads. Even in front of him, he could not help but have terrifying illusions of the Nine Nether Underworld.

The general in front of him had his eyes turned blood red again, his murderous aura was strong, and his figure was even more like a ghost.

Liu Dashan shouted loudly, and the green light surged in the black gas, and jumped up from above and broke through the air. Almost at the same time, the figure of Jiangchen had instantly reached the place where he stood. The black gas scattered like a monster wing, and then gathered like a ghost hand, submerging Jiangchen's figure, and pouring out from all directions like an angry wave, rushing towards the ancient axe.

Liu Dashan was forced to retreat in the air for a moment and could not be blocked. He was anxious and was about to shout angrily. Suddenly, in front of Pangu Ancient Axe, a bright light like autumn water bloomed like frost and snow in the depths of the black air. The clear sound echoed from afar, blooming like flowers in the black air, and stabbed straight out with a sword.

Death of love!

The white light, which looked like snow and frost, passed through the air. Wherever it passed, the black air dissipated, piercing straight into the deepest front, blocking the way.

Yan Ling'er appeared in front of Pangu's ancient axe, with a expressionless face, and a bright face, but her face seemed to be pale and there was no trace of blood.

Deep in the black air, two light spots like ghost fire looked directly at Yan Ling'er, and the ghost roared in awe, furious and unstoppable.

What, in front of you, roaring like a wild beast, so strange?

The black air surged, from the ground to several feet high in the air. In the black air, the two fierce ghost fires disappeared. Yan Ling'er's mouth twitched slightly, but her face was still pale and expressionless, only the light in her eyes flashed like thousands of mountains and rivers, all passing by in an instant, and her heart rushed to her for a moment.

However, she still refused to give up when she broke her love. The ancient axe behind her suddenly seemed to have turned into a deep abyss, making her unable to retreat at all!

An ancient axe, or a silent and ancient sect that raised her?

She raised her axe to the sky and stabbed her secretly. The axe was as bright as snow, but it was a little desolate.

The black air was so thick that the ghost roared. In the air, in the direction where the love was pierced, the black shadow suddenly appeared, and Jiang Chen appeared from the depths of the black air. But in front of him, the turtle shell flew up. In an instant, the black air that was originally covered in the sky filled the sky, and the black turtle shell that was all black roared, and the strange blood-red thin threads on the stick had already lit up.

A pale hand stretched out from mid-air and grabbed the turtle shell. From the sky, the wind and smoke suddenly became wild, and countless black gas condensed into pillars at the front of the turtle shell and hit the sky.

Looking towards Yan Ling'er and behind her, the silent ancient axe.

But, after all, she still didn't retreat...

The axe was as bright as snow, sprinkling towards the black gas. Before it could be touched, the surrounding rocks and dust had been rolled up by force, rotating and flying like a storm. Yan Ling'er stood in the center of the vortex, and her face gradually became blurred.

The two magic weapons that were flying and shining in the air seemed to be trembling slightly, as if the battle that many years ago had returned to me.

But time is finally short, like a blink of an eye, the violent roar finally resounded before the Tongtian Sect’s Jingxin Temple.

The wind and smoke quietly dissipated, the dust fell, and a few small stones were rotating alone on the ground, rolling gently to the distance involuntarily, and finally rolling into the depths of the grass and can no longer be seen.

Yan Ling'er was still standing there, her body did not move from the original place. Behind her, the Pangu ancient axe seemed to emit a simple light, staring at the woman's back.

Somehow, this peerless woman looked so tired at the moment, as if the axe just now had exhausted her mental and physical strength.

She lowered her head quietly, her eyes were indifferent, and she looked at the unknown place. It was unknown how long she slowly looked up and looked ahead of her.

That man!

That man like a madman!

The man who was silent as iron...

He looked at her silently with such eyes, without murderous aura, without anger, without care and gentleness.

Yan Ling'er's body suddenly trembled unknownly, so slight that even she almost thought it was her own illusion, but it followed. The pain of her chest suddenly made her bend down and fall to the ground, like the sharpest steel needle in the world, passing through her deep heart.

Her pale face as white as snow suddenly turned red, her body shaking slightly, and at the moment when her brows were slightly frowning, when she seemed to be gritting her teeth and persevering, she suddenly closed her eyes and bent down.

Duan Qing's "hiss" sounded and chopped down to the ground. Yan Ling'er held the handle and spit out a small mouthful of blood, splashing on the axe blade like autumn water.

The blood gradually condensed into beads, attached to the smooth axe blade of Duanqing, trembling slightly, and then quietly slid down.

The wind that came from somewhere swayed across the open space before the Jingxin Temple, with a few whistles in the wind.

The black air dissipated, and the Jiangchen stood there indifferently. The turtle shell shone with a black light and fell from the sky. He reached out to catch it.

When the general looked at Yan Ling'er in a blink of an eye, Liu Dashan had already turned around and flashed beside Yan Ling'er, blocking the Pangu ancient axe behind him.

Jiang Chen looked at Liu Dashan coldly, and then turned to Yan Ling'er's face. These two people are almost the most important people in the world to him now, but in his eyes, they are no different from strangers.

In the world, there are many people who can stay with you forever and remain unchanged in your life?

He gritted his teeth, showed his teeth, smiled but was arrogant, determined and rebellious, and walked forward. The ancient axe was right in front of him, even if it was a bottomless abyss, he would rush towards it! How could he give up four years of heartache?

There was anger on Liu Dashan's face, and the green light of the dragon-slaying axe in his hand rose again. At this moment, Yan Ling'er suddenly stood up straight. Although her face turned paler when she looked, her voice seemed to be as crisp and moving as before.

'stop!'

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, stopped, then took a deep look at Yan Ling'er, and said sternly: "Get out of the way!"

Yan Ling'er looked desolate on her face and said, "Listen to me, go! Never come back."

Liu Dashan frowned and glanced at Yan Ling'er, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

After hearing this, the Jiangchen had no intention of taking Yan Ling'er's intention and sneered: "You let me destroy Pangu, I will leave immediately."

Yan Ling'er shook her head tiredly and whispered: "I can't let you do that, the people in the front mountain are coming soon, it's still time for you to leave now."

Jiang Chen and Liu Dashan were stunned at the same time, listening carefully, and sure enough, they heard a faint noise from the distance, as if there were still many people, and they were arguing about what to shout.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, this is not surprising. Pangu Ancient Axe is such a magical tool in the Tongtian Sect, and its importance is unparalleled. If you can't find the Tongtian Sect on the front mountain battlefield, you will naturally search for it. Not to mention the back mountain, you will even turn the entire Tongtian Sect backwards. For Pangu Ancient Axe, I am afraid that the disciples and disciples of the Tongtian Sect will be willing.

As the noise in the distance gradually became louder and clearer, it was obvious that the crowd was searching here. Jiang Chen's face gradually became colder, and he suddenly snorted coldly, and his body moved, and he flew towards Yan Ling'er and Liu Dashan regardless of everything.

Yan Ling'er's face was tragic, but before she could move, Liu Dashan had already pulled up, and the dragon-slaying axe pierced the axe like a crack in the air. The axe was shining brightly, almost like a dragon, and pounced on the general.

The face of the general was cold and his body was like a ghost. With a wave of his left hand, the turtle shell flew out again, but he ignored the power of the Dragon Slaying Axe and directly hit Liu Dashan's head. Liu Dashan was stunned by this kind of fighting style. This kind of fierce and bravery was more like Liu Dashan's past style. He didn't want to use the minister on him in turn. However, facing this fierce attack, Liu Dashan's strong pride in his heart was aroused bit by bit. With a loud shout, he did not care about the turtle shell magic wand, and the dragon Slaying Axe's momentum was increasing. He looked like he was planning to gamble with Jiangchen to see who was more courageous!

When the two fought, they fought each other with life and death. Yan Ling'er next to her couldn't help but shock her body. When she looked at it, she couldn't help but feel a little worried in her eyes.

Just when the two of them were about to die together, Jiang Chen's body suddenly shook a few times, and it dissipated like black smoke, almost like an illusion. Liu Dashan couldn't hold back and stabbed the man with an axe to fly forward. He was already yelling in his heart that something was wrong. He looked back in panic, but saw the black figure appearing like a ghost, flying behind Yan Ling'er.

This kind of magic is naturally not something that belongs to the Tongtian Sect, and is not seen in the Demon Sect, but the strange magic that the ministers slowly realized after reading the "Chen Shen Jue" cannot be seen by the world. Today, they tried it and it was a great success. Even people like Liu Dashan were hidden from it. Even Yan Ling'er could not help but feel a little surprised and suspicious.
Chapter completed!