Chapter 979 : Fear What Comes

• Looking at the big scythe that was cut in half, Hong San couldn't help but glance at his own Ghost Head Machete. He quickly flipped his wrist and hid the machete behind him, afraid that Ning Feng would be interested in his Ghost Head Machete again.
• To break a meticulously welded metal object with bare hands, what kind of terrifying strength would that require?
• Hong San was certain that none of the people he knew could do it.