He only knew that he had been divided into two halves, but Marcel and Tuoba Cyril could see clearly that the big ax only hit the top of Preston Chen's head, and there was still a few feet away, but Preston Chen was already kneeling on one leg. on the ground. At this time, Preston Chen had no chance of escaping, and the ax struck again, really trying to split him in two. Both of them rushed forward desperately, with the Xuan Iron Ring and the waist knife already in their hands. But as soon as they arrived at Preston Chen's side, before their weapons touched the axe, they felt a huge force pressing down on their heads. It was like a mountain bearing down on top, and there was no way they could stop him.
When Preston Chen saw them rushing forward, he was afraid that they were in danger and didn't know where he had the strength. He stood up suddenly and drew his sword to block them before them. Pangu's big ax was meant to hit his head. He stood up like this and naturally bore the brunt of the blow. However, Preston Chen thought to himself: "If you want to die, let me die first." How could he expect that he could not block the axe. But Pangu's big ax reached his head, but it hung in the air without falling. He smiled and said: "Little baby, how many axes have you blocked?"
Preston Chen looked gloomy and thought to himself: "I can't even block an axe, so how can I block a few axes?" He was stubborn, but he also said that if he loses, he loses. He said dejectedly: "Great God Pangu, I can't even block an axe."
Pangu yawned and said, "Since you admit defeat, just keep one arm."
Preston Chen was already heartbroken and was about to say goodbye, but he didn't expect Pangu to say such a thing. He was startled and said, "Great God Pangu, what did you say?"
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...