In an instant, Ye Chen felt a sharp fluctuation in the aura, mixed with rolling battle intent and murderous thoughts, enveloping him in madness, almost suffocating.
He quickly gripped the Slaughter Sword and raised it to block.
Clang!
The sword edge collided with the Soul Claw, unexpectedly producing the sound of metal clashing, resonating crisply.
"Xuanwu Sky-opening Axe, break!"
At the same time, Mo Xue Ming also moved, darting fiercely forward, his aura bursting forth, as the huge axe behind him, carrying the momentum to cut through everything, swung down towards Ye Chen's head.
Under the combined suppression of two mid-stage Holy Ancestor Realm experts, Ye Chen suddenly felt immense pressure, his muscles and bones nearly exploding, and he seemed to be about to be crushed into a puddle of flesh.
With his current strength, dealing with one mid-stage Holy Ancestor Realm expert was immensely taxing; dealing with two, there was almost no chance of victory.
