It can be used only once a day, and each use lasts only one minute.
Each use of the Xingtian Battle Axe draws upon Zhang Xiaohao’s Bloodline Power.
After each use, his body would become weak for a period of time, and he had to consume potent nourishment to restore the expended Bloodline Power before his body could recover.
As Zhang Xiaohao’s words fell,
under his forceful compel, streaks of blood mist eerily transferred out from his body.
The Bloodline Power consumed by the second use of the Xingtian Battle Axe was far too severe.
It was so severe that Zhang Xiaohao could hardly bear it, his body stumbled, and he fell to the ground.
"Haha! You little brat really aren’t much! Is this what you call your trump card? Your reliance? In the eyes of this sovereign, it’s nothing special at all!" the man in the black cloak laughed arrogantly.
"Beast! You’re getting ahead of yourself, come out!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
With a slap to his chest, he forcibly pulled out the War God pattern from his back.
At the same time, he flipped his palm and took out all the remaining elixirs, swallowing them down in one gulp.
With the aid of five hundred elixirs, and under Zhang Xiaohao’s forceful compel,
the War God pattern rolled up once again, condensing into a blood-red Battle Axe.
"Hm? You actually did manage to condense it! Even so, tonight this sovereign wants to see, this so-called reliance of yours, just how many times it can stand against me!" the man in the black cloak said, brimming with killing intent.
"Beast, killing you will be enough!" Zhang Xiaohao declared, his fighting spirit soaring to the skies.
With a single push off the ground with one foot, he executed the Twelve Heavenly Steps and transformed into a meteor, recklessly charging into battle once again.
"Go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.
In his hands, the Xingtian Battle Axe came down with brute force.
A flash of blood-red radiance, and the ferocious fighting spirit doubled in intensity compared to before, as crystalline, flowing blood-red light circulated secretly within the Xingtian Battle Axe.
Wielding absolute power that suppresses everything, the axe slashed towards the man in the black cloak.
"Hm? The power has actually doubled, there is some skill indeed! Hmph! Even so, tonight this sovereign will still cut down both of you little brats!" the man in the black cloak said audaciously.
"Eight Snake Slash, the sixth strike!"
As the man in the black cloak’s voice fell, a twelve zhang length of black blade light erupted from his palm, slicing towards Zhang Xiaohao with unstoppable tyranny.
A massive shockwave, with the two of them as the center, exploded directly from underneath their feet.
The surrounding blood rain was outright vaporized by the strike.
Looking back at Zhang Xiaohao and the man in the black cloak again, both of their bodies were retreating backward.
Zhang Xiaohao stumbled back three and a half steps this time, while the man in the black cloak also retreated three steps.
"Beast! You’re just so-so! I thought you were strong, but it turns out you’re only this capable! Go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao growled.
Gripping the Xingtian Battle Axe, he charged into battle once more.
"Hmph! All bark and no bite, this sovereign wants to see just how long you can last," the man in the black cloak sneered.
With his palm roiling, a massive black blade light once again slashed towards Zhang Xiaohao.
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One minute passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Xiaohao was sent flying again, the Xingtian Battle Axe in his hands dissipating.
A sweet taste in his chest, he spewed out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at the man in the black cloak, even though he was a Peak of Void Transformation Realm expert, after enduring the Xingtian Battle Axe’s second attack,
this moment, his body was covered with wounds, the crimson blood stains dyeing his black cloak red.
Even his hair, under Zhang Xiaohao’s furious hacking, had been chopped off a section, making him look like Mei Chaofeng.
"Ah! You despicable brat! You deserve to die!" the man in the black robe roared furiously.
Step by step, he walked across the blood-soaked ground toward Zhang Xiaohao and his companion.
"Haha... that strange power has disappeared, hasn’t it? I told you, even if a Daluo Immortal came tonight, you would still be on a path to certain death!" the man in the black robe said arrogantly.
"Beast! You’re getting ahead of yourself; killing you is as easy as slaughtering a dog!" Zhang Xiaohao swore angrily.
"Haha! Killing me is as easy as slaughtering a dog, you say? Then come, kill me! Slaughter one for me to see!" the man in the black robe laughed haughtily.
"As you wish!" Zhang Xiaohao declared with a murderous aura.
"Xingtian Battle Axe!!"
"What? You can still use that move?" The man in the black robe cried out in disbelief.
"I told you! Killing you is as easy as slaughtering a dog!" Zhang Xiaohao gritted his teeth and said.
"Eh! Haha... You’re making me die of laughter; you don’t even have a hint of blood mist behind you, and you still want to slay me? Do you really think I’m so easily frightened?" the man in the black robe laughed triumphantly.
"Don’t be so pleased with yourself, beast!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
As Zhang Xiaohao’s words fell, under his relentless coercion,
a bizarre pattern surged out from behind him.
With the appearance of the pattern, a soaring battle intent burst forth from it.
Shortly thereafter, the Xingtian Battle Axe eerily began to take shape.
But that wasn’t all; the War God pattern seemed to possess endless power, and this mysterious force madly surged into the Xingtian Battle Axe.
The Xingtian Battle Axe floated in mid-air, as streaks of crimson light burst out incessantly from within it.
As time progressed, the mysterious power from the War God pattern continued to flow, and the Xingtian Battle Axe underwent earth-shattering changes.
"Ah! I can’t believe you actually managed to manifest it, but do you think I’ll just sit here and let you complete the evolution? Ridiculous," the man in the black robe huffed coldly.
"The Seventh Slash of Eight Snake Slash! Die for me!" the man in the black robe roared furiously.
With a palm pressing downward, he desperately unleashed his strongest attack.
A massive fifteen-zhang-long black blade light, exuding a domineering force that crushed everything, slashed towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Break for me!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.
He furiously stimulated the mysterious power from the War God pattern behind him!
The War God pattern shook, and countless wild forces were channeled into the Xingtian Battle Axe at that moment.
The Xingtian Battle Axe’s surface shone brilliantly, transforming from an ethereal object to a solid one in an instant.
On the axe handle, four ancient characters were carved with vigorous strokes, "Xingtian Battle Axe."
"Beast, meet your end!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.
With both hands on the now tangible Xingtian Battle Axe, an earth-shattering battle intent erupted from within it.
A flash of blood-red light.
At that moment, it seemed as if all things in heaven and earth were targeted.
A streak of blood light flashed by, effortlessly breaking through the black-robed man’s attack and severing his legs.
Another two successive strikes chopped off both his arms.
"Break!" Zhang Xiaohao roared again.
His right fist brutally smashed into the man’s chest.
It shattered the black-robed man’s Dantian completely.