"You won't advance any further!" the man roared, his voice booming like thunder.
Yan Xiaobao didn't hesitate for a moment. As the axe descended, he accelerated forward, launching his left hand toward the axe!
The middle-aged man sneered coldly, channeling more cultivation base power into his hand, causing the axe to scream frantically through the air toward Yan Xiaobao.
At the instant Yan Xiaobao stretched out his left hand, as his Immortal Iron Skin was unleashed, a black flickering light could be seen. Even though his left hand made contact with the axe, it turned entirely black.
When Yan Xiaobao's left hand clamped down on the axe with such incredible force, a surge sounded, causing the surrounding rainwater to vibrate and then explode into mist.
Pain erupted within him, blood flowed forth, yet the power of his Immortal Iron Skin kept his hand safe despite the injury.
