"Really? Then take one more of my moves!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
The massive True Dragon body flickered, charging towards the Hua Saintess like a bolt of lightning.
"Xingtian Battle Axe!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
Blood-red lines formed swiftly with the fall of his words, rapidly shaping into a substantial blood-red Battle Axe.
Terrifying fighting spirit burst forth from the Xingtian Battle Axe, dwarfing the very heavens and earth in its wake.
Layers of blood light, glistening and flowing, surged back and forth over the Battle Axe.
Gripping the Xingtian Battle Axe with both Dragon Claws, Zhang Xiaohao resembled an Ancient War God.
An uncontrollable and invincible domineering aura erupted from within.
It seemed as though Zhang Xiaohao felt confident enough to pierce a tremendous hole through the heavens and earth at this moment.
"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao barked coldly.
His gaze turning icy, he slashed fiercely with the Xingtian Battle Axe in his Dragon Claws.
