Chapter 267 The Axe King's Tragic Death

The death of Zishan was a huge blow to them. The rabbit died and the fox was saddened by its own kind. Their hearts were filled with sadness. There was nothing they could do!

If we could go back fifty years, several people would already have red eyes and fight desperately regardless of life or death.

But now that I am old and scared of death, I no longer have that passionate impulse.

In the second round of fighting, they obviously felt the pressure. Just now they didn't attack with all their strength, so why didn't Dragon do the same for a few days!

Who is plotting against whom?

It felt like his brain was running out of energy, and the Three Emperors were extremely depressed.

Wen Jing's combat power was the weakest, comparable to that of the two-meter-tall man.

And the big man's three-meter-long ax was a royal weapon, and it didn't hurt even if it collided with Wen Jing's dragon tail.

The old man in black was beaten back by Heibao.

Men with small eyes are not inferior to noobs either.

The outcome is clear at a glance.

"You guys are playing too slowly. It's almost dark. Aren't you going to have dinner?"

"Hei Bao, let me help you!"

Zhang Xing shouted twice and ran towards the battlefield in the air.

Hearing the shouts, the black-clothed Demon King trembled in his heart, this is fatal!

His magic power is not much higher than that of Zi Shi. He is invincible against the black dragon. Plus, that kid is a loser.

But he couldn't outrun the black dragon, and he suddenly panicked. He was knocked away by Hei Bao's claw. If he hadn't been blocked by the imperial weapon guard, this blow would have killed him.

In a panic, he glanced not far away and twitched the corner of his mouth. The boy was gone. He must have used space magic.

I can't stay where I am, I'll dodge!

"Magic flash!"

He cast a movement magic on himself and began to run tiredly. The speed became faster and he disappeared from the place as soon as he lifted his feet. When he reappeared, he was already five or six meters away.

But I can’t run like this all the time, it’s tiring!

Just when he was so tired that he stuck out his tongue like a wolf dog and gritted his teeth to persist, he suddenly heard a scream.

"ah……"

My heart skipped a beat, it was the voice of the Ax King.

Looking up, my heart suddenly felt cold.

hateful! hateful! Damn it!

Cursing three times in a row, with overwhelming hatred, that damn boy sneak-attacked the Ax King and cut off one of his arms, which was equivalent to being half-crippled!

"Zhang Xing, I'm going to kill you!"

Swinging the giant ax with one hand, the pain and hatred drove the Ax King almost crazy.

He was fighting Wen Jing on the ground and was in the middle of it. He clearly felt that the female dragon's fighting power was slightly weaker. He was about to capture her with all his strength when a hand suddenly appeared in the air and cut into his arm.

But Yinglong in front grabbed his head with one of his claws, and it was already too late to make an evasive action.

He was a warrior at the level of an emperor. He always fought hard and fought hard, and he never used any conspiracy. Now he was maimed by a sneak attack. The anger in his chest would have killed him if he didn't.

"Plop!"

He exerted too much force and his center of gravity was unstable. He suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, and Zhang Xing's figure was lost in front of his eyes.

Before he could react, he felt as if his back was hit by a meteor.

"boom!"

It flew out directly and broke a tree.

The quiet dragon swung its tail and hit the Ax King firmly on the back.

As soon as he got up from the grass with a gray face, Wenjing's tail swept over again.

He hurriedly swung his ax to block.

"Bang!"

After a head-to-head move, his body swayed and he stepped back four or five meters. Before he could stand firm, a fist appeared in the corner of his eye.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound!

Well……

His face was deformed, and all kinds of sweetness, bitterness, and bitterness flowed out from his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

"Where the hell are you going to hit..."

The Ax King covered his crotch with his painful hands.

He cursed with grief and anger in his heart, and then he fell straight to the ground, foaming at the mouth, twitching all over, and it seemed that he would not survive.