Zhao Lin's body trembled as he quickly rushed out of the crowd.
"Lord Ye, please... spare his life!"
At the same time, Zhao Xiao roared and launched a fierce attack.
Despite being consumed by rage, he still retained impressive combat instincts. Axes crisscrossed, performing Charging Heavy Strikes repeatedly. The frequency of attacks was not as high as before, but the power had doubled. Every strike was a Charging Heavy Strike!
He abandoned all defense, relying solely on his Vajra Body to withstand hits, creating a piercing metallic clanging as the long spear stabbed into him. Meanwhile, he furiously slammed his axes onto Li Yelai's Black Gold Dragon Pattern Halberd, forcefully halting Li Yelai's advance.
Kill, kill, kill! Battle, battle, battle!
Zhao Xiao felt his strength growing stronger, was this the gift of battle? Good!
Let me continue to fight!
Rage robbed him of his rationale, continuously enhancing his combat power. Even if it meant walking toward the Abyss...
