C457 The True Berserk War Body!

Du Dazhuang swung his axe with a flourish, the ancient weapon shimmering as if weaving the shadow of a savage beast into being. It clashed repeatedly with the saber's light, sending a shower of sparks in every direction.

As time wore on, the duel intensified, each exchange more ferocious and wild than the last.

After a grueling two hours, Heelian Ming appeared increasingly dominant