If it can't directly break the support range of the Wuxiang Divine Art, then no matter how many skills it has, it will not hurt it but help it.

Although it is bound to have a huge difference from the Wuxiang Divine Art, the principle is somewhat similar, except that the Wuxiang Divine Art is copied and pasted, but it is only used for one's own use.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian smiled, facing this guy's sprint, this time, Han Sanqian simply didn't move at all.

Seeing Han Sanqian stunned, the little black stick obviously slowed down halfway. It seemed to be like a human being. Suddenly, it became vigilant, for fear that Han Sanqian would use something to trick it.

But in the next second, it seemed to have determined that Han Sanqian would not pose any threat to him. Suddenly, his body kept straight, bending to the left and twisting to the right, like a human showing his muscles. generally.

Han Sanqian smiled contemptuously, a little interesting.

This guy is quite a chicken thief, he can't help but know how to prevent himself from being stalked, and at the same time, he also knows how to use this method to arouse Han Sanqian's anger.

In order to achieve the purpose of attacking the heart.

"Interesting." Han Sanqian smiled coldly.

After the little black stick was displayed, the next second, it accelerated and charged directly.

But almost when the little black stick was about to approach, Han Sanqian suddenly moved his hand and pulled out a giant axe. When the little black stick saw the thing, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran away...

"I'll go to your uncle."

As Han Sanqian shouted, the Pangu ax also slashed down.

"Pong!"

The little black stick wanted to turn around and run away, but in such a close environment, how could he still have time?

With a clear and crisp sound in time, the guy was also dizzy by the axe, and hit the ground directly.

Han Sanqian smiled, and suddenly moved his hand. Ling Kong directly rescued the little black stick, then held it back in his hand, and slashed on the wall of flesh with his backhand. Han Sanqian recovered his skills and sat down safely. On the handle of the Pan Gu axe.

Looking at the black stick in his hand, it was exactly the same as what he saw just now. With a little bit of luck in his hand, he walked around the little black stick, and was shocked to find that even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy on the little black stick No.

This is so fucking weird.

In the last second, it was still alive and powerful, and at the same time it was as spiritual as a human being.

But in the blink of an eye, this product suddenly became nothing like waste material.

Isn't this too ridiculous?

"Play dead?" Han Sanqian frowned slightly, and when he was about to move it, he was surprised to find that a faint green liquid was oozing from the tail of the stick, dripping continuously bit by bit.

Looking around, it really looks a bit like a murdered person, bleeding the last bit of blood.

If it's acting like playing dead, then Han Sanqian really has to boast, this demo is quite good at acting, although he doesn't look like a human, but he is better than a human in what he does.

"Okay, stop pretending. If you pretend again, I won't be polite." Han Sanqian said, holding it and gesturing directly under the axe.

However, after a long time of comparison, the little black stick still didn't respond, which made Han Sanqian really dumbfounded for a while. Could it be that he was really chopped to death by the Pangu axe?

Thinking about it, it seems that this possibility is not ruled out. Although this little black stick is quite strange, it is really too bullying for the king of all weapons like the Pangu axe.

Although the Pangu Ax is almost as good as not consecrated now, there is a saying that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse after all.

However, it is precisely because of the state of the Pangu Ax and its uniqueness that Han Sanqian can have something to defeat him without using any energy to avoid being absorbed by it. JrNovels.com