The Flying Immortal White Crane Panda and the Mad Martial Idiot Yue Hongming were chopped down on top of the sword formation by Duanmu Wenzheng with an axe, and the goshawk and the spirit turtle hurriedly came to help. They had to rescue the two Flying Immortals first, and then plot against the Heavenly Blazing Sun.

But the weapon in Duanmu Wenzheng's hand is not an ordinary artifact, it is the axe of the god of war, which is famous in the ancient world. After endless years of twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of Duanmu Wenzheng, if it weren't for the Flying Immortal White Crane to coerce Duanmu Wenzheng with his strong strength, he wouldn't have exposed the axe.

But in the face of life, everything is for life, so everything you do to live is worth it. Duanmu Wenzheng's axe was raised again, and the shadows of countless God of War axes tore many gaps in the void. The spatial aura from the outside world made the cultivators' hearts throb, but the three people who should be most worried should be the three who fell to the ground.

The white crane and the panda were seriously injured, and the mad martial mad Yue Hongming even broke a leg. At this time, the axe of the god of war is in front of us again, how can it be good? If you can't avoid it, you will definitely die.

But how easy is it to hide?

At the last moment, the white crane appeared in its original form, and a huge crane appeared in the same place. The crane raised its head and chirped, and an energy that made people confused and frightened penetrated the souls of many people.

Duanmu Wenzheng was stunned, but he quickly got rid of the control of this soul energy. A sneer on the corner of his mouth became thicker, and the axe had already reached the top of the three people's heads.

With the tomahawk in hand, the flying immortals are not afraid!

The Flying Immortal Panda was not as frightened as everyone expected when he saw the axe, and the panda appeared with one hand and a paintbrush. The two opposite attribute energies of the fury gathered from all sides and were quickly absorbed by the brush.

The panda raised his pen and drew in the void, his robe dancing with a serious expression.

"Darkness and light are two very different energies. Duanmu Wenzheng was shocked in his heart: "Black and white are the most basic energy colors of all worlds, but they were fused together by this panda with an indescribable power to form an energy mass that annihilates each other, but can you withstand my axe of the god of war?"

"One stroke!" the panda drew Duanmu Wenzheng's appearance, and the phantom in the void canvas suddenly walked out. The painting of the Heavenly Fire Dragon Scale Horse is so vivid that it turns out to be two Duanmu Wenzheng at a glance.

"Is this a stroke?" Bai Crane Feixian was also shocked: "They all say that Panda Feixian's skills are excellent, but they don't know that his brushes are so wonderful." ”

"Good Dao Method!" Yue Hongming also felt that the energy fluctuations of the illusory shadow Duanmu Wenzheng were incomparably powerful, and he reached out and took the broken calf and pressed it on his body, and the long fist was ready again.

Duanmu Wenzheng, who walked down from the canvas, held the axe of the god of war and faced the real Duanmu Wenzheng, but after all, it was the body condensed by the Dao Law. The person drawn by the Flying Immortal Panda was wiped out by Duanmu Wenzheng's axe, and the power of the God of War Axe descended on the three of them again.

"Help me!" Panda Feixian said to Bai He and Yue Hongming, and then picked up his pen and drew in the void again. The two of them didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly transferred all their strength to the panda flying immortal.

They expect the panda to defeat the axe, and everyone has a reason to live.

"Brush the Brush!" Flying Immortal Panda quickly swiped through two strokes, and the energy of Bai He and Yue Hongming continued to flow into his body. At this time, the Flying Immortal Panda was full of energy, and he drew two more strokes on Duanmu Wenzheng and the mount drawn for the second time.

"Boom!!" The void directly cracked a hole, and the portrait with the void energy shot again.

The first time he drew the person, he was just like him, but the second time, with the help of Wu Idiot and White Crane, he had already drawn Shen Yun. The portrait is a personable and dignified Duanmu Wenzheng, even the Heavenly Fire Dragon Scale Horse sitting down is irritable and abnormal, and it is as indistinguishable as Duanmu Wenzheng on the Bailing Sword Array.

"Carving insect skills, break it for me!!" Duanmu Wenzheng was furious.

If he painted a few people, he wouldn't be so angry, but the panda flying fairy painted him. This is equivalent to saying that he is fighting himself, and the other party is also holding an axe, which looks like the axe of the god of war.

"Boom!" Duanmu Wen was controlling the God of War Axe to release all its power, and after a loud bang, both sides retreated dozens of feet. The originally crumbling Bailing Sword Array finally cracked the crack, and a strong golden light came from the Heavenly Sun Ding, and in an instant, the entire night sky was golden and brilliant.

"Poof!" Several flying immortals and martial idiots each spat out another mouthful of blood, and their breaths quickly withered.

The axe of the god of war is too strong, and the flying immortals can't compete with it.

Three rounds of confrontation had passed, and the goshawk and spirit turtle who were rushing towards the sword formation in the void had only reached the top of the sword formation. The two of them had already seen it clear in the air that no one could compete with the power of the battle axe except for the special Dao method of the Panda Flying Immortal.

In order to win a point of vitality, they resolutely blessed all their strength to the panda flying immortals.

"Panda, get up and use your last stroke!" Bai He said, "I, Bai He, have only heard that pandas can paint, and I have not yet seen the strongest power of painting." ”

"Get up!" said the turtle as he picked up the panda, "all of us will lend you our strength and paint as much as we like." ”

White cranes, goshawks, spirit turtles, Yue Hongming, these people who have deep hatred and hatred between each other, but they are all on the same side at the moment of life and death.

If you want to die today, you will die, but no one wants to die. So they joined forces and wanted to kill Duanmu Fumimasa with the panda's brush. Even if you can't get the Heavenly Sun Ding, at least you have to get this God of War Axe, and the two of them can run rampant on the path of cultivation from now on.

"Okay!" Panda Feixian accepted the power of four people, and the four powers that surpassed the ninth order were all given to him. The originally thin brush suddenly became thicker, and the panda's body became much taller.

"Today, you are all going to die!" Duanmu Wenzheng became bolder, with a battle axe in his hand, no one could stop him, and neither could Feixian.

"Hum!" the fourth time the God of War's axe emitted a light of destruction, and a thick phantom slashed towards the panda in charge. The furious energy immediately tore the void even wider, and countless stones and a small number of cultivators were swept into the boundless turbulence.

Under the golden light, the void opened its mouth. The sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking in the entire Lark Mountain and even the entire Xuan Netherworld finally emitted a special music.

"Yin Yang Holy Bear, one stroke of the soul!" Panda Feixian suddenly perked up, and in the midst of this music, he lifted the brush and landed on the void with a simple stroke.

Duanmu Wenzheng sneered and thought that in the next moment, these flying immortals and alternatives would be killed by the axe of the god of war, and the Heavenly Flame Yang Ding under the sword array was his own, this feeling of overstepping the level of killing people was indeed too wonderful.

But the pride didn't last long, and a fear from the depths of the soul permeated the whole person.

"No!" Duanmu Wenzheng held the axe in one hand and shook his head fiercely and said, "Don't get out of here."

"Poof!" a slight noise appeared in everyone's ears, and in the strange music, Duanmu Wenzheng was bleeding and rolling on the ground.

"Boom!" The Bailing Sword Array, which had lost control, collapsed with a bang, revealing a large pit with a radius of more than ten zhang. At the bottom of the pit of more than 100 zhang, a large tripod shimmers brightly, exuding the majesty that an ancient artifact should have.