Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Chen He took out his weapon very carefully, a double-headed halberd more than three meters long, with four magic cores inlaid on it, stood up beside him after a beautiful movement, which immediately made his whole person's momentum change. Change.

Mo Xingchen knows that he has monsters that can rival the three-star martial king, but Chenhe is now a four-star martial king. It is extremely difficult to rise to one star among the martial kings. The power of each level is like a gap between mountains and valleys. It took Chenhe two years to advance, and he is already very talented.

Facing such an opponent, he didn't dare to be sloppy. He flipped his hands over, and a pitch-black scythe appeared in his hand. This scythe was twice as big as his whole body. It looked very strange, with a silvery black light on the blade. It is overflowing and looks extremely sharp. A large green gemstone on the handle of the knife is very dazzling. Four magic cores have been inlaid in the seven holes on the back of the knife.

"Death scythe!?" The Fifth Elder on the rostrum couldn't help saying, which immediately caused a reaction from below.

"No, the death scythe is one of the top ten magical weapons in ancient times. It is a seven-core weapon, but this one has only four cores." Lan Zhe said immediately.

Everyone seems to sigh, who doesn't know the top ten ancient magic weapons, each of which can open up the world. It is said that they are all used by the emperor-rank powerhouse, at least they are respected ranks, but the time is too long. There are countless people who have disappeared, and it is not known where these ten great soldiers have fallen.

"Although it's not a death sickle, his sickle is not simple. The material seems to be ten thousand years of ice. The evil spirit is very cold. Chenhe will lose this time." Lan Pei frowned.

The faces of the three instructors were a little dignified, and the fifth elder narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Xingchen.

Chen He was even more shocked when he saw his weapon, his face was slightly pale, and the double-headed halberd in his hand was also tightened. This battle must be very difficult.

Fan Tianluo's big eyes also narrowed. This scythe gave her such a shocking feeling, it felt so weird, and she seemed to have a sense of fear in her heart. This scythe seems to be custom-made for him.

"What a powerful sickle." Mu Yu couldn't help but gasped.

"Now you believe that he has the strength to defeat Chen He?" Fan Tianluo glanced at him funny.

Mu Yu looked at her playful little face, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly: "This kid is so precious, I guess he still has strong combat skills."

Fan Tianluo nodded and said, "You don't even look at whose son he is." Thinking of Mo Qingtian, Fan Tianluo thought of her master Ximen Chuuxue, she didn't know how they were doing now, she should find time to go to sister Xu Ying's place Just a side trip, there should be a day off after this competition.

Mu Yu flattened her mouth, feeling a little depressed in her heart, and stared at Mo Xingchen's mighty appearance with cold eyes. It is undeniable that this guy's aura is indeed very strong, and this face is also damn handsome. You will know it with your eyes.

"Good boy, there are a lot of good things!" Chen He said with a high quality heart, smiling at Mo Xingchen above his head.

"I don't dare to be sloppy with the senior, be careful!" Mo Xingchen also smiled heartily, boiling with fighting spirit, driving the green dragon and double-winged tiger to fly towards Chenhe, surrounded by blue light.

Chen He didn't move at all, but the fighting energy in his body gushed out like a tide, and the blue light formed a shining blue armor on his body.