Opposite him, after Fang Hao swung that axe, his face instantly turned as pale as paper. His aura withered rapidly, and his figure swayed, as if he would fall from the sky at any moment. Yet, his gaze remained fierce, staring fixedly at the Sun Family Old Ancestor. The battle heaven axe in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground; although its brilliance was restrained, the unyielding Battle Intent did not diminish in the slightest.
On the other side, "Old Jin," having been sent flying, also rushed out from the ruins of the mountain forest. It flew back to Fang Hao's side again. Although its arms were more severely damaged and its spiritual light flickered uncertainly, it still loyally blocked in front of Fang Hao, its red-glinting eyes coldly locking onto the Sun Family Old Ancestor.
For a moment, the situation in the sky fell into a strange stalemate.
