When the axe, called Invincible, rose to the sky, the sky obscured by the heavy snow showed a rare shimmer of moonlight. The moonlight shone onto the peerless and ferocious axe, reflecting a dull red obscure light.

The bits of red seemed to have dried up for countless years, obscure and hideous, and creeping unscrupulously all over Jiawen's weather-beaten but still handsome face, eroding inch by inch, eroding his countenance, leaving only his calm eyes as dazzling as stars in the dark snowy night.

In that star, Darius's whole person had bent like the bowstring of the full moon, his man was in the sky, the axe was in the sky, all the killing intent and ferocity were all shrunk in the sky, under the waning moon, in that longbow.

All the air stopped at that moment, and the wind stopped.

Heavy snow is in the sky.

At that moment, Jiawen even saw the long-hidden lonely waning moon on the horizon, and endless pressure was surging from all directions.

He took a deep breath, held the gun, did not retreat, did not hesitate, did not have any fear or panic, his eyes were calm, calm as a mountain, like a mountain closed his eyes, closed his eyes and gently put the dragon spear to his ear, as if listening......

The sound of the wind.

The wind blows. The wind passed.

The wind was howling.

In the sound of the wind, there is a bowstring vibrating, and the bowstring is vibrating.

In the sound of the bowstring that shook wildly, the longbow shot hard, cracked the stone, broke through the air, and destroyed the world.

In the entire world, in the sky and on the ground, the waning moon was in the sky, and a bit of deadly red light burst down like thousands of snow-capped mountains.

Snow falls.

The snow fell like crazy.

In the wild snow, the prince with his eyes closed smiled and raised his gun.

His entire body shook violently, moving like fire, and his arm was connected to the steel dragon spear engraved with three thousand soul marks, facing the boundless wind and snow.

The moonlight is bleak, and the gun is like a dragon.

In the momentum of the dragon's spear, the wind passed through three thousand marks, and there were endless roars that echoed in the air.

At that moment, the souls of the three thousand troops were still there, and no one could stop them with a shot.

"Boom-" Invincible finally crashed into the Thousand Army.

Thunder roared on a snowy night. The bodies of the two men finally fought fiercely together, and they roared at the same time to gather all their strength on the two legendary weapons.

"Squeak—" There was a piercing sound that sent chills down the two wrestling weapons.

"You're good." Darius laughed wildly and exerted his strength, stepping, pressing forward.

Although Gavin was indeed brave enough to block Darius's falling blow, after all, his strength was inferior to him, and he couldn't help but take a step back under his strength.

But that's just one step.

Only one step back, Gavin stopped retreating, he was still laughing, but there was already a hint of frenzy in that smile, and there was an unstoppable battle intent rushing up from his body, he roared and stepped forward, and once again collided with Darius.

"K-" The muffled clash of gold and iron sounded again.

The battle between Darius and Gavin is completely different from the fight between Darius and Zhao Xin, although Zhao Xin is also fierce and fearless, but in the end he takes the path of light as electricity, and the emphasis is on not making a move, and if he shoots, he will kill. His strength was originally extremely powerful in both group battles and heads-up, but when he encountered a fierce character like Darius, who was completely clever with his strength, he seemed to be constrained, and he was completely in a situation of being pressed and beaten.

Jiawen is different, he has been charging to the end since he went to the battlefield, and he has the road of death and life, and later he exercised his spirit and body in the boundless wilderness, washing away the exaggeration and conceit, and at this time, he was as calm as a mountain, so that no matter how tricky people are, they can't avoid his sky-breaking blow.

Now that two murderers who are also going crazy and fierce have collided together, it is like two mad tigers meeting in the mountains.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and there is only a death fight.

Never die.

In the wind and snow, the two murder weapons slammed together again, and the two murderers gasped at the same time and took two steps back.

They had fought each other no less than twenty times, each time with all their might, wielding their weapons with no means of death, each time they collided, their flesh and blood constantly echoing in their bodies, their jaws had long since cracked, their temples were constantly beating, they felt the soreness of their arms, and their bodies were a little tired.

But they rushed forward even more fiercely, just because the killing intent was so strong that they couldn't stop.

Only by killing the enemy in front of them can they close their eyes in peace.

The wind continued to blow and the snow was still falling.

Darius took a deep breath and gripped the giant axe in his hand again, he felt every inch of his skin beating, he hadn't encountered such a hearty battle for many years, such a life and death, such simple violence, like two trapped beasts meeting in a narrow way, just to see whose claws were sharper.

"Come on...... Darius roared, and with a staggered step, he rushed towards Gavin again, his great axe roaring behind him like a meteor.

Only this time, Gavin was a step slower than him, and when his people had already jumped, Gavin stepped forward, so this time, Darius's giant axe slammed back the dragon spear that condensed countless battle spirits, and blasted the sluggish Gavin directly five yards away.

His body fell heavily into the snow, stirring up a splash of snowflakes.

In this battle of trapped beasts, Jiawen's minions were broken first.

Seeing that his prince was fiercely shot down by the enemy, those Demacians who had been watching the battle in silence stepped forward again, as if they wanted to kill Darius, a peerless beast covered in bruises, on the spot.

Looking at the Demacian soldiers who were about to move, Darius sneered disdainfully, as if looking at a group of ants, he once again raised the giant axe and stepped forward, his killing intent had reached its peak at this moment, and he seemed to use his killing intent to slaughter this group of Demacians who were like lambs in his eyes.

In the face of Darius's aggressive footsteps, the Demacians did not flinch, and they consciously stood in front of the fallen Gavin IV and surrounded him.

Darius was even closer, and in five steps, his axe could cut off the head of the Demacians at the front.

Faced with such a situation that could be said to have been completely reversed, Svein, who had been silently watching the death match on the field, frowned, and he subconsciously glanced not far away.

There was a pitch black snowfall.

The snowy night fell silent again, except for the sound of Darius's snow.

The crow suddenly opened his mouth and whispered, but before the low cry fell, the crowd suddenly stretched out a hand, put it on the shoulder of a Demacian, and showed Gavin's snow-stained face, he raised his dragon lance again, looked at Darius, his eyes were like fire, and he said hoarsely:

"I'm not dead yet."

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Just a change today.

I went to sleep and resumed two shifts tomorrow.