Lin Sen took the opportunity to brandish the Seven Star Sword and slash at Chryslow.
Although Chryslow was shocked by Lin Sen's strength, its reaction was still swift. It immediately raised the huge ax slot in its hand to block in front of it.
Sparks flew as the huge ax and the Seven Star Sword collided.
"You forced me to do this!" Chryslow muttered.
The huge ax in its hand suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of pitch-black smoke that enveloped Lin Sen.
Lin Sen felt that he had entered the darkness. Miserable cries kept echoing in his ears.
These howls contained endless resentment as if some terrifying and sorrowful event had happened here.
Lin Sen held his breath. His body kept retreating. He knew that Chryslow's killing move was about to appear.
"Hehehe, brat, you can't escape." A cold voice came from all directions, making one's hair stand on end.