I Have a Golden Crow

Chapter 1015 - 646: Fire Age Falls on Cold Branch_3

What does it mean?He’s communicating with the Youhan Tree?

It’s well known that the Twin Trees almost never communicate with the Human Race.

It is the only True God in the world, standing too high, at too high of a level.

Similarly, the Youhan Tree never communicates with the Human Race. Even when invading the Twin Tree Realm, it doesn’t even bother to speak a harsh word.

As the "boot," what sense is there for the Youhan Tree to communicate with "ants"?

The so-called Human Race, Beast Race and all other beings,

are just the crawling creatures that are easily crushed by the Youhan Army after the Twin Trees are defeated and withered.

But now...

"How are you doing in Kunlun?" Du Yu rubbed the Cold Leaf, stopped speaking, and switched to conveying his thoughts, "Is it still burning?"

Even without the Spirit Branch’s imprisonment, the Cold Branch couldn’t move because of the Jade Gourd’s presence.

The Youhan Tree’s voice was sinister: "You think you can really hurt me."

To be honest, the moment the Youhan Tree spoke to Du Yu, it meant that this little creeping creature had managed to hurt the boot.

Du Yu pouted, "How would I know? Anyway, that Demon Fire has nothing better to do, might as well burn for fun~"

The Youhan Tree didn’t respond further, but the Cold Leaf between Du Yu’s fingers trembled violently.

It seemed that the Lord of the Cold Tree was about to explode in anger?

Du Yu nodded in agreement, "Looks like it really hurt."

Whether from being burned or from anger, the Cold Tree was in pain.

Your pain, my joy~

"Snap~" Du Yu plucked off a Cold Leaf, igniting a flame between his fingers, and burned the leaf to ashes.

"Wow! Du Yu is the best!" Little Fen Yang looked satisfied, "Pull a bit more, just a few more pieces~"

Du Yu raised his hand, looking at the Cold Branch, "How about I just chop it down?"

After speaking, Little Fen Yang went silent.

Several seconds later, she softly said, "Du Yu."

"Hmm?"

"I really like you!"

"Then you better hold on to that feeling." Du Yu lifted the Fire Age Axe, grabbing onto the slender Cold Branch, pulling it back.

He said to his teammates, "Everyone, step aside a bit, let me try the blade first."

Little Fen Yang muttered, "It’s clearly an axe."

Du Yu: "Didn’t you just say you like me?"

Little Fen Yang: "Uh... it’s a blade, this axe is a blade."

Du Yu: "..."

"You really think! You can hurt me!!!" The sinister voice suddenly erupted in Du Yu’s mind!

The sudden voice rose sharply in tone, causing Du Yu’s head to buzz with a piercing sound!

Du Yu suddenly tilted his head.

But since the voice exploded in his mind, not entering through his ears, his instinctive dodging movement was of no use.

Du Yu looked impatient, suddenly swinging the Fire Age Axe.

You’re shouting so loudly!?

"Whoosh~" The flame burned fiercely.

The Seven Axe Techniques·First Skill·Slash!

The dark red giant axe was swung up from behind Du Yu, creating a semicircular arc, slashing down fiercely from back to front, top to bottom.

"Boom!"

With enormous power!

The Fire Age Axe forcefully cleaved into the Cold Branch, cutting three inches into the wood!

"You’re pretty tough, huh?" Du Yu twisted the axe handle left and right, withdrawing the axe blade from the Cold Branch.

A "V"-shaped notch appeared at the junction of the trunk and the branch.

"Whoosh~"

Flames erupted, firelight exploded!

The Fire Age Axe burned with rage, as an axe, it failed to chop through a not-so-thick branch?

This was truly unbearable!

Du Yu’s mind stirred slightly, holding the buzzing axe, he swung another semicircular arc.

"Crack!"

The Cold Branch was violently chopped down.

The moment it detached from the trunk, the Cold Branch and Cold Leaves turned into ordinary mundane objects.

Du Yu held the limp branch, a cold snort in his heart: Let’s see if I can hurt you!

Du Yu turned the axe sideways, casually tossing the branch onto the burning axe body.

"Buzz!"

The Fire Age Axe’s flame spread, the axe body gently vibrating, seeming to foretell something...

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