The tomahawk appeared as if it had appeared out of thin air, as if it had existed alone, and no one could explain why it appeared and why it was able to make a precise attack!

Or, everybody can simply and truthfully believe that this is "the creation of the Heavenly Dao and the power of the Heavenly Dao"!

But Han Jing believes that a qiē is by no means so simple!

In his previous life, he peeked into something strange, and this life is still the same: in the Extreme Realm Heavenly Consciousness, he vaguely felt that an invisible big hand was controlling the battle axe, so that the battle axe could attack and retract freely.

Of course, this big hand is not actually a real arm, but a divine sense, or like a wisp of primordial spirit!

Whose divine consciousness is this, whose primordial spirit?

Looking intently at the battle axe that had been charged on the top, Han Jing crossed his chest with one hand, and the arm that had been holding the soul sword was slightly backwards, and the soul sword was lowered.

He knew that the time of ten breaths was extremely short and that seven breaths had passed, and next, the craziest and final blow of the Tomahawk was coming!

And he knew that this final blow wouldn't be the same as the previous one!

In the past, at the time of the first breath, the tomahawk came to a simple trick like "straight to the point", domineering and direct! Han Jing could only carry it with winter silence!

At the beginning of the second breath, the tomahawk has changed its tricks, and it is no longer simple, but it has made a precise sweeping pursuit......

For this reason, Han Jing could only dodge the edge of the tomahawk all the way with "walking on a horse"!

After that, the tricks of the tomahawk became more and more mysterious, even if the tomahawk itself was huge, but whether it was the trajectory or speed of the attack, it was so sharp and fast, so powerful.

Under the successive bombardments, Han Jing was forced to display the combined magical powers of "Summer Fury", "Hegemony Sword" and "Thunder Domain and Winter Annihilation" all the way...... In this way, he carried the attack of the tomahawk again and again, which seemed to be successful but was actually extremely dangerous.

Now, the tomahawks have changed again!

This change lies in its accumulation-the previous battle axe was attacking Han Jing without stopping, but now, it actually hovered calmly, only the electric light and power on it became more and more powerful, and at a terrifying speed that anyone could perceive, it became more and more violent.

Charge ......

The time of the ten breaths finally reached the seventh, eighth, and ninth breaths......

The charge of the three breaths is complete, and the final killing move is here!

Airplanes!

......

At this moment, the entire Lincang City was deeply immersed in a dazzling light, and the heat and whiteness of the light surpassed any day, as if there should be several suns in the sky.

But there was no sun there, only a huge tomahawk!

The bloody, furious, and wild aura emanating from the tomahawk was substantial, and the waves rolled and rushed in all directions, and then the tomahawk sank and slashed downward.

Such a slash seems to outsiders to be a ruthless axe, but in Han Jing's eyes, where is this a battle axe?

Whether it was Heavenly Sense or Han Jing's eyes, what appeared at this moment were thousands of sick battle axes, slashing downward, making him unavoidable!

Yes, he had no way to avoid this blow! I believe that even if the Thousand Miles Seal was sacrificed, those battle axes would still follow him, and they would definitely fall on him.

This is the final blow of the Dao Tribulation, the final blow of fury!

Since there is no way to avoid it, Han Jing will never avoid it!

I saw him facing the unavoidable battle axe, and the soul sword in his right hand completely burst out with a brilliant purple light, and then with a slight touch of his toes, his figure jumped suddenly, and instantly greeted the battle axe!

"Burial of the sky! Nine turns of blood beads ......"

...... Thundered......

As if a little meteor light collided with a huge martial artist star, Han Jing's soul sword and battle axe finally collided together.

With the impact point as the core, the powerful and violent impact force instantly took shape, sweeping out in all directions.

And Han Jing's tiger's mouth suddenly ached, and his body was completely suppressed by the battle axe, falling down like a meteor.

At the corner of his mouth, the blood evaporated as soon as it flowed out.

His eyes were bloodshot and full of perseverance!

Then his white shirt was gradually torn off, and the exposed muscles were also burned, and bursts of green smoke rose.

Before the smoke could disperse, it would be crushed and burned by the power of the tomahawk, and then the tomahawk continued to crush downward.

Crushing ......

Crushing ......

In the eyes of countless people, the battle axe finally suppressed Han Jing from thousands of zhang of deep space, and suppressed Han Jing to the ground...... And then there's the underground.

The earth burst open, revealing a terrifying sea of fire and countless massive rocks that were flying in unison.

Countless buildings in Lincang City immediately trembled with the earth, and many houses and courtyards turned into ruins in an instant, as if they had suffered an earthquake that was rare in 10,000 years.

Even in other places thousands of miles away from Lincang City, strong earthquakes and large areas of building collapse can be felt!

"This is the final rage......"

"This ...... It's horrible......"

"If it's me...... It's already dead......"

Inside and outside the city, countless warriors had already opened their eyes in horror, and their hearts trembled in the face of the scene of true annihilation.

Some of the Second Tribulation Realm martial artists were even sweating - they would have to survive the Third Tribulation again if they wanted to gain more power, and now that they saw the fury that Han Jing was undergoing, their confidence had already been shaken!

He ...... Dead?"

In the enchantment arranged together, the Tuoba Demon took a step forward and stared intently at the place where only the pillar of light remained: "The battle axe has pressed him into hell, hell!"

"No ......"

After he finished speaking, Wu Jiu shook his head very quickly, and his face was extremely gloomy: "He...... Succeeded......"

"What ......"

......

At the time of the Ancestral Domain Rebellion, Han Jing was only a martial artist in the Nine Yang Realm, and his strength was far inferior to any martial artist in the One Tribulation Realm!

How long has it been since the Ancestral Rebellion?

He was able to open all three doors and truly withstand the final Dao Tribulation?

Before the dust settled, few people could believe that this qiē was true! Even if it was Yuexi, Baili Yi, and Fire Dance, they believed in Han Jing only because of what could be called "blind worship."

But now......

Crack ...... Crack ......

With a loud crisp sound, the earth shook more violently again, and then the tomahawk gradually reappeared in everyone's sight, and it was the force that lifted it upward.

One zhang, two zhang, ten zhang, one hundred zhang......

Finally, in the flash of golden light, Han Jing, who was covered in blood, appeared in everyone's sight again with a sword in both hands!

Ten breaths have long passed! He withstood the final blow of fury!

So now he seemed to have become a giant, holding the ever-shrinking tomahawk to the sky.

Speed, not fast!

On the contrary, the speed at which the tomahawk became smaller was really fast, it was only a matter of time to count the breath, and this tomahawk, which was once huge enough to be a hundred zhang long, has become the size that ordinary people can hold.

It was also at this moment that Han Jing's deity showed a faint smile, and a shadow lightning rushed out from his chest: "You leave it for Ben Shao!"