"I'll go to your uncle."

As Han Sanqian shouted, Pangu axe also cut off suddenly.

"Pong!"

The little black stick ran away if he wanted to turn around, but how could it be too late in such a close environment?

With a crisp sound responding in time, the guy was dizzy and directly hit the ground.

Han Sanqian smiled and suddenly moved his hand, rescued the little black stick directly in the air, then held it back into his hand, and chopped it up on the flesh wall with an axe. Han Sanqian calmed down his skills and sat safely on the handle of the Pangu axe.

When I looked at the black stick in my hand, it was exactly the same as what I saw just now. I moved a little bit of energy in my hand and walked around the little black stick. I was shocked to find that there was not even a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy on the little black stick.

This is really strange.

Last second, it was alive, very fierce, and it was quite spiritual like a human being.

But in a blink of an eye, this guy suddenly became nothing like a waste.

Is this too much?

"Precaution dead?" Han Sanqian frowned slightly. When he was about to move it, he was shocked to find that a faint green liquid was oozing out from there at the tail of the stick and dripping bit by bit.

Looking around, it really looks like a killed person, with the last bit of blood.

If he acts as a showman, then Han Sanqian really has to praise him. He is quite good at acting. Although he is not a human, he is more refined than a human.

"Okay, stop pretending. If you want to pretend again, I'm not polite." Han Sanqian said, holding it, gestured directly under the axe.

However, after a long time of competition, the little black stick still had no response, which made Han Sanqian really stunned for a moment. Could it be that he was really killed by Pangu axe?

Thinking about it, this possibility does not seem to be ruled out. Although this little black stick is quite strange, it is really too bullying to face a king of ten thousand weapons like Pangu Axe.

Although the Pangu axe is almost the same as not consecrated now, there is a saying that a lean camel is bigger than a horse after all.

However, it is precisely because of the Pangu Axe's state and awesome uniqueness that Han Sanqian could defeat him without using any energy to avoid being absorbed by it.

"If you really die, then okay, I'll take you back to the storage space." After saying that, Han Sanqian raised his hand and wanted to take action.

But almost at this moment, the little black stick moved slightly. Although it was extremely subtle, it was already enough to capture Han Sanqian.

This guy is indeed pretending to be dead.

However, close contact obviously made Han Sanqian more curious about this thing, rather than angry.

It has no characteristics of life, so even if it is a human, it is not worthy of even a monster, and there is no real fluctuation in the stick. Therefore, it cannot be a weapon spirit, sword soul or something.

It is just a black stick. Although I don’t know what the material is, the texture is a very ordinary black stick.

but……

But it's so simple, such a pure thing has unimaginable abilities and behaviors. If Han Sanqian had not seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't even believe that there could be such a thing in this world.

"What the hell are you?" Han Sanqian couldn't help but frown.

I asked, but the thing did not reflect at all.

Han Sanqian was naturally unwilling to give up, and was full of curiosity that he could not get rid of it. He continued to add, saying, "Also, why are you attacking me?"

"Damn, if I remember correctly, you are my thing."

"Can you be so, because I threw you into these green juices, so you kid take revenge on me?"

Han Sanqian was obviously like a child full of question marks, waiting for the thing to respond, but the thing was still lying in Han Sanqian's hand like before.

Even if Han Sanqian put it on the axe blade again and threatened it, it still was.

Could it be that it is really dead?
Chapter completed!