"Angry axe, dare to fight to the death——!"

The arrogant and hoarse voice came from the fog in the distance, which frightened countless people, and the voice seemed to carry a murderous magic.

"Yanhong ......."

Wen Yiming squinted his eyes and whispered, and in his concentration, he locked onto a demon who was several times more burly than the angry axe.

The tall body is shaped like an iron tower, and the armor on the body seems to have grown on the body, which is very suitable.

The big eyes of the copper bell flashed with green light, and the two black halos in it were estimated to be pupils, and the fierce light was shining, and the angry axe locked in mid-air from afar.

One hand and one hand are like a heavy knife like a door panel, like a guillotine removed from the dog's head, extremely rough.

Breaking through the gray-black mist, the tower-like body suddenly appeared, and at the same time as the roar sounded, the ground shook under his feet, and Yan Hong rose into the air, slanting straight at the angry axe.

"The peak of the middle stage of the Demon King Rank!"

Wen Yiming sent the information fed back by the oracle directly to the angry axe in a sound transmission, as the guardian god of war of the Zu'an clan, he has an invisible forbidden demon realm, even if he does not have the knowledge of the temple collection, he can instantly convert his cultivation strength into the cultivation level of the Heavenly Continent.

The peak of the middle stage of the Demon King Rank, which is equivalent to the Great Perfection of the middle stage of the ninth layer of the God of War, has surpassed the angry axe at this moment in terms of cultivation strength, and is infinitely close to the late stage of the ninth layer of the God of War, and the strength is terrifying.

At the moment when Yan Hong vacated from the ground, the wood spirit battleships of the vertical and horizontal teams were scattered, the whistling sound of heavy spears coming out of the hall sounded in pieces, and the crossbow arrows and heavy spears were densely covered like rain, and the charging formation of the demon camp howled miserably in an instant, and the team was suddenly in chaos.

The heavy spear's bombardment was suppressed against the low-level Flame Crocodile and Black-winged Lynx, and although the lethality was limited, a large number of casualties were still inflicted.

The giant crossbow's rain of arrows is aimed at the Burst Cicada, causing it to be annihilated before it dashes into the human legions.

It is this kind of high-altitude long-range suppression that greatly reduces the pressure on the soldiers guarding the three passes, and the battle of Death Canyon has been able to persist to this day.

The name of Hou Er, the murder weapon in the world, has come since the end of the world, and his reputation is long, almost surpassing the dragon soul, although his cultivation is low, his reputation in the whole continent is almost comparable to that of many peak war gods who are rushing to the front line.

As Yan Hong lifted off the ground, there was a loud roar in the fog that had been washed away below, the sound of the demon axe hands and the fierce beast herd colliding with the human defenders.

'Bang bang .......'

The sound of the collision between the heavily armored war horse and the fierce beast and the demon sword and axe hand sounded intensively, and for a while, people turned on their backs, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

It's just the first wave of collision, and there are countless casualties in the lower parts, and in general, the demon camp is still dominant, not to mention the black-winged lynx in the front row, just the self-explosion of the hidden cicada and the flame crocodile caused heavy casualties to the human race.

When Wen Yiming perceived all this, the dragon spear in his hand was already clenched tightly, and the scene of charging and colliding, the alien army suffered a lot of casualties, which was the main force of his natural disaster.

But now is not the time for him to make a move, the key to everything is still on Yan Hong, and if he can't bear it, he will make a big plan.

At this time, Yan Hong soared diagonally, and the big knives of the two door panels were raised high, slashing out in a roar.

"Ho ah——!"

The angry axe in mid-air shouted violently, and his arms were raised high, as if he was holding a giant axe that opened the sky, and the fact also made everyone see that a phantom scene instantly appeared in the mid-air.

A giant axe pointed straight into the sky, exuding an unrivaled coercion.

In the midst of the heavy drinking, the figure of the angry axe suddenly disappeared, leaving only the phantom of the giant axe in the air.

At this time, the phantom of the giant axe was incomparably condensed, almost the same as the real divine soldier.

The axe handle that was hundreds of meters long was tilted impressively, and the giant axe at the top covered half of the sky of the battlefield of Death Canyon, and it slashed down in the fall, and its momentum was unstoppable.

'——!Boom'

As the axe shadow flew, the two guillotines slashed at each other, and the earth-shattering sound made no other noise in the battlefield.

Wild laughter started, Yan Hong's rising momentum was violently suppressed and fell to the ground, but his face did not change, and his green eyes burst out with a fierce light, even in the wild laughter, he still looked extremely hideous.

The figure of the angry axe stood out, like a meteorite rushing straight to the ground Yan Hong, and its momentum continued unabated.

The phantom of the giant axe vanished, and the aura of the angry axe was steady, but the tightly locked thick eyebrows showed the horror in his heart.

As Wen Yiming's prompt, he has been truly confirmed, Yan Hong's cultivation has surpassed him, and it is not a star and a half.

Wen Yiming could feel that the anger axe's internal breath had been shaken at the moment, and just the first blow of the battle, the anger axe consumed two percent of the true yuan and spiritual power.

With the embodiment of the device, the axe is intent, and its consumption is so high that Wen Yiming is speechless.

He was shocked, it was only three moments at the moment, the battle had just opened, and the angry axe was so violently consumed, he didn't know how the angry axe had held the battle until dawn in the previous battles.

All in all, there are at least five hours left until the end of the battle!

"Force him to fight to the death!"

Wen Yiming quickly transmitted the sound of the angry axe as the Wood Spirit Battleship approached, his Dragon and Tiger Forbidden Fury had been turned on, and it couldn't last much time.

The angry axe received the transmission and his brows tightened even tighter, he had already felt that Yan Hong was suspicious in the fight just now, and there was no doubt that he could evolve to the demon king level of wisdom.

In order to kill Yan Hong in one fell swoop tonight, the angry axe took a lot of pills provided by Wen Yiming, and recovered quickly in just two hours, which is not far from the peak state.

Although he had deliberately hidden it, he still couldn't hide it from Yan Hong, which caused the latter to quickly land in the demonic qi.

With focused sharing, the angry axe could faintly detect Yan Hong's vigilance, he felt a little tricky, if Yan Hong was unwilling to fight to the death with him, he had no choice.

The angry axe erupted again and attacked strongly, but Yan Hong always maintained both offense and defense, and did not explode with all his strength at all.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the angry axe consumed two consecutive body weapons, but it couldn't force Yan Hong to fight to the death, revealing a sneer.

One step backwards, instantly appeared in the crowd of enemies, and an axe shadow swirled out, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew sideways.

The two ninth-order black-winged lynx were killed under the axe in an instant, and the angry axe still did not stop, and glanced coldly at Yan Hong, who came quickly, and turned around like a tiger entering a flock, slashing horizontally with the shadow of the axe born out of thin air, and killing in the place where the demon sword and axe hand were concentrated.

"Good!"

Wen Yiming secretly praised, the angry axe gave up Yan Hong, and turned into the enemy formation, which made Yan Hong instantly angry, but the latter was powerless at the moment, because the angry axe completely gave up fighting with Yan Hong, and turned his combat power into movement speed, shuttling among the enemy groups like electricity, and the Dao axe shadow flew wildly, and everywhere he passed was broken arms and stumps, and even low-level fierce beasts and demon sword axes were blasted into blood mist by one of his blows.

At this moment, the angry axe did not turn around to fight Yan Hong because he was angry, and he wanted to expand this situation to the limit.

This approach has won Wen Yiming's approval, and it has two benefits, first of all, it can greatly reduce the pressure on the human camp, so that it can ease its own side and burst out with stronger combat effectiveness.

Secondly, Yan Hong, who has always avoided anger, and tortured and killed his subordinates, which over time will only make Yan Hong angry, and finally lose his mind and burst out with his strongest combat power, forcing the angry axe to fight to the death.

And this opportunity is exactly what Wen Yiming and Angry Axe urgently need.

(End of chapter)