
Thomas Zhu, a generation of yuanying ascetics, was beaten to the ground by Dimas Wu.
This scene is amazing.
Everyone present was astonished, and a turbulent wave occurred in everyone's heart.
Amelia Zhong and the women of the Tianshan Sect were emitting a bright light in their eyes. They really had no idea how many unfathomable wonders Dimas Wu could create. This man who had suddenly come to the Tianshan Sect was too much of a mystery, there was endless energy hidden within his body. He had always become stronger in desperate situations.
The faces of Elsa Xu and the others were extremely grim. They thought that if Thomas Zhu came, Dimas Wu would be finished, but who knew that Dimas Wu was so strong that even Thomas Zhu was not his opponent. This was such a frightening fact that people like the Tianqi Sect could not bear it at all.
Thomas Zhu's injury was serious. He was hit by the thunder and lightning of Dimas Wu, which felt the same as being struck by a huge thunder in the sky. He smelled the smell of charred flesh on his body, and his internal organs were also severely injured. The bones of his entire body seemed to be broken, and pain was felt all over his body, but, after all, he was a yuanying ascetic. He could still withstand this kind of wound, and he held a moment on the ground, then he stood up and faced Dimas Wu.
Thomas Zhu looked at Dimas Wu faintly.
Dimas Wu stood there, staring straight at Thomas Zhu.
The two stared at each other, and no one spoke, but the auras of the two of them gradually increased, and a surging aura faintly soared into the sky.
The whole scene became silent. Everyone harbored a tacit understanding of absolute silence, but in everyone's heart, the drums had already begun to beat. Everyone knew that at this moment, this was the calm that existed before the great storm struck.
After a while, Thomas Zhu finally slowly opened his mouth and said solemnly to Dimas Wu: "It seems that if I don't sacrifice my magic weapon, I really can't deal with you."
As soon as he finished saying, Thomas Zhu looked savage, his right hand suddenly stretched to the side, and suddenly, he suddenly, a thick and heavy black battle axe emerged from thin air and appeared in Thomas Zhu's right hand.
This black war axe was Thomas Zhu's magic weapon, the soul suppressing axe.
Practitioners, reaching the golden core and above, can have their own magic weapon. The higher the level of training, the stronger the magic weapon trained. Thomas Zhu was a yuanying hermit, the soul suppressing axe he trained, of course, was no small thing, compared to the magic weapon purified by the golden core, this soul suppressing axe was unknown many times stronger.
This was a huge axe with sharp blades and a very bright light. It was clearly a black axe, but it was shining with an extremely dazzling white light from the sun, making it impossible to see it directly.
Dimas Wu was attacked by the sparkle of this axe, and seemed to have been attacked by the power of this axe. The feathers all over his body stood up, the blood on his body was getting faster, and even his heart was trembling. This soul-suppressing axe hasn't even been played yet. This made Dimas Wu feel an endless sense of pressure. It could be imagined just how terrifying it was after this soul suppressing axe exerted its power.
As soon as Thomas Zhu held onto the soul suppressing axe, his aura suddenly changed drastically. His entire body surged with a vast aura. He stood there like a domineering and ruthless great demon king.
Thomas Zhu looked cold and snapped: "Now I will crush you into dust!"
After speaking, Thomas Zhu raised a soul-suppressing axe to the sky, his entire body stocked, deadly, and the sharp tip of the battle axe pointed straight at the sky.
At the same time, Thomas Zhu's leg suddenly lifted, and he stepped even harder. Suddenly, the earth shook, the air churned, and roared, like a burst of mountains collapsing and swallowing all directions.
The soul-suppressing axe that pointed directly at the sky exploded into the sky following Thomas Zhu's footsteps, and the aura within it seemed to be higher than the sky, dominating.
Shortly afterwards, Thomas Zhu slashed his soul-suppressing axe towards Dimas Wu.
Booom!
The light of the axe pierced through the air and it was as if the entire world was about to split in two.
In an instant, everyone in the Tianshan Sect changed their faces, now they were very worried about Dimas Wu.
Of course, Dimas Wu felt the strength of this axe. Immediately, he exerted all his strength to concentrate it in his right hand, then punched the terrifying axe light.
Booomm, boom!
As soon as he punched out, thunder exploded violently, and a bright and dazzling thunder light shot out in an instant.
The two powerful attacks had yet to hit each other, and the entire space seemed to explode, the wind was blowing fiercely, the aura was terrifying.
The spectators were all shocked, and everyone seemed to smell the breath of death.
Anngg!
Thomas Zhu's soul-suppressing axe, and the lightning superpowers blasted by Dimas Wu's punch, finally collided, suddenly there was an extremely powerful impacting sound.
Thomas Zhu's soul-suppressing axe was extremely powerful.
Dimas Wu's fist power that was wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning was no less powerful either.
Both forces have reached their limits.
Boom, boom, boom!
After the two collided for a moment, it suddenly sounded a loud bang again, seeing Dimas Wu's fist break into pieces, then disappear.
Thomas Zhu's axe, still carrying the remaining strength, continued to attack Dimas Wu with unstoppable force.
Dimas Wu's heart was suddenly shaken, he did not dare to be stunned by this, and instantly dodged at the fastest speed, yet no matter how fast his speed was, it was useless, a moment later, Dimas Wu was hit by that deadly axe strike.
At the moment of being hit, Dimas Wu's body seemed to be stretched stiff, but within a second of his stiffness, he immediately slammed far away, and finally hit the ground quickly.
This violent attack left Dimas Wu's internal organs as though they were destroyed. All parts of his body, there was a feeling of wanting to explode. Under his skin, there seemed to be many piercing needles, and his strength was like it was depleted, Thomas Zhu's soul-suppressing axe was so strong that Dimas Wu could not resist, he was lying on the ground, he was lying on the ground, gasping for death.
Thomas Zhu held a soul-suppressing axe in his hand like an emperor oppressing commoners. Seeing that Dimas Wu had already fallen, he immediately stepped forward and walked towards Dimas Wu.
His steps were not fast, but every step he took, he stepped out of a deep hole in the ground. A series of black hole footprints were left on the ground. Undoubtedly these were the footprints of the god of death.
Up to Dimas Wu's side, Thomas Zhu stopped, looked at Dimas Wu, and said in a deep voice: "Now, your death has come."
Thomas Zhu, like King Yama, sentenced the day of death to Dimas Wu.
As soon as he finished saying, the aura in his body surged, the soul-suppressing axe in his hand, flowed with boundless power, all of them gathered on the blade of the axe.
Thomas Zhu clenched tightly onto the soul-suppressing axe, and attacked Dimas Wu's forehead with the axe ...