Chapter 1150

Lazarus leaned closer to Nash nervously.

“What is it? I don’t seem to hear anything!”

Nash shone his flashlight on the two-meter-tall bronze statue.

The statue held an ax in both hands. He had a ferocious grin on his face. His eyes were as wide as bells.

Just one look would make one’s heart tremble.

Nash looked into the statue’s eyes, and a majestic voice suddenly

came into his ears. “Kneel…”

The voice was like thunder.

Nash’s energy and blood surged. The mental power in his mind

almost collapsed.

He used his true energy to resist this pressure.

Spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions on the stone bricks

underfoot.

“My ass! Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist!”

Nash gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched out.

out and shook

the chest, and the statue slid

from the ground.

majestic pressure

“That’s it?”

slid swiftly across the ground and arrived

almost instantly..

brought down the two giant axes in his

punched out again.

as fast as lightning. The sonic boom caused cracks

the walls of

was knocked away

then punched out, intending to smash the statue.

Another thunderous voice

of thin air in front of

statue.

huge ax that was almost

both hands

capable of destroying heaven and earth slashed towar

Nash.

a hunch that this ax was enough to cut him in half.

Divine Farmer’s Cauldron

Cauldron was blown away by the sharp edge of the ax.

on the

What the fuck?

expression suddenly changed. The cauldron was a magical weapon,

out with the ax and then

ran to Nash and asked

“Are you okay?”

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