Before the commoners' expressions changed after seeing that Wu Fan was actually not grinning as they expected-
'Clank'
Suddenly, Wu Fan's machete broke!
The machete's edge fell and stuck on the ground beside Wu Fan's feet. As for the handle with the lower half, it fell from Wu Fan's numbed hand too.
The Shura axe seemed really energetic in Chu Han's hand, as it glistered in the dark night. Chu Han pointed at Wu Fan's neck, and his thick killing intent skyrocketed!
Wu Fan's heart skipped a bit as he could feel that the incarnation of Death was standing in front of him. He could barely hold against him, but now the weapon was broken. Chu Han's axe was a few centimeters away from his head! In the next second, he would bleed to death.
Wu Fan's already pale countenance became ghastly pale, and fear was written all over his face.
Chu Han withdrew the axe and straighten his back.
