Not only did he refuse to give it, Chu Mo continued his assault. Heaven Slaying in his hand emitted a cold, clear humming sound filled with endless killing intent.
Heaven Slaying was too sharp, just like its name—Heaven Slaying!
The moment these two bloodstained characters rushed into Chu Mo's mind years ago, this knife had already developed its own independent personality!
In Chu Mo's hands, it was no longer Pangu's hunting knife, but Chu Mo's Heaven Slaying!
Clang!
Heaven Slaying collided with the Pangu Axe once again.
Both parties retreated quite a few steps.
The young man felt anger and a shock like no other. His arm was numbing, almost unable to grip the Pangu Axe. Moreover, he was connected with the Axe and could feel its fury!
Clearly, it was truly a divine weapon of a higher level, yet facing this murderous blade, there was a sense of powerlessness.
