C5220 Free of His Manipulation

His hammer was out of his control, but the surface of the weapon was covered with frightening cracks.

Chen Shaofeng did not care about the other party's roar, and continued to charge towards Atros. The golden blade light on his War God Blade became even brighter, and slashed towards Atros's neck.

"Roar!"

When Atros saw this, he let out an extremely furious roar