"Pfft!"
It didn't have the terrifying power he imagined, but a strand of sword qi cut through Chen Fan's palm.
A stream of blood flowed from Chen Fan's palm, seeping into the long knife.
Chen Fan suddenly felt a strange connection between himself and the demonic knife in his hands.
The connection was both familiar and unfamiliar.
As he grasped the handle, the giant demonic knife felt like an extension of his own arm.
"Heaven-severing Demon Sword!"
It really is called Heaven-severing Demon Sword...
It's just a little too big, though.
As soon as Chen Fan thought about this, the long knife inserted in the giant skull head began to shine, and quickly shrank to the size of a normal long knife!
The originally terrifying knife suddenly became simple and unadorned.
Except for the likes of Li Mu and the Blind Man, ordinary people couldn't sense the horrifying power within it.
Chen Fan silently looked at the long knife in his hand and let his fingers glide over the blade.
