"Eat my axe!"
Outside the mountain pass, amidst the hair forest atop a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a member of Armored Sect swung an insectoid appendage as large as a giant axe from his back, horizontally cleaving towards the two.
The pair, having just been sent flying in a disheveled state, hadn't adjusted their stance when they saw the axe coming. Wang Qizheng immediately vibrated his thin wings behind him, bent his knees, and sprang upwards to dodge the slash.
Zhang Fei Xuan wasn't so lucky, after Wang Qizheng dodged the axe, it smoothly cleaved across Zhang Fei Xuan's body, tearing him in half.
The Armored Sect member revealed a fierce smile, tongue flicking out like a serpent's, and bellowed, "Blood! Blood ah!"
However, the bisected body didn't spray out fresh blood as he expected. The moment it was severed, Zhang Fei Xuan's body dispersed like ripples on water, vanishing into the air.
"A spell?"
