After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

"Who gave it what?" Lu Sheng said, his eyes flashed, his voice straightened, and he said hardly: "This is mine."

As Lu Sheng said, a smug smile appeared on his face, "What? Are you afraid?" There was still a hint of tension in his heart, but seeing Yue Li's reaction like this, he guessed that the other party must be afraid!

It was even bolder now, and the silver sickle was lightly gestured in his hand, and the complacency on his face was even more obvious.

If Yun Haochen was here at this moment, he would definitely recognize the original owner of the sickle.

Yue Li immediately smiled, "Afraid? Well, I am afraid."

She said she was afraid, but she didn’t see any fear from her expression, and then she heard: “Since you said it’s your forehead, you must use it to better exert its power. You should be very clear?"

Lu Sheng's expression was stagnant, and his suspicion suddenly appeared. He felt as if the other party was talking, but he still replied directly: "That's natural."

"Okay, then I'm relieved." Yueli's body aura also turned cold.

"Stop long-winded, let's get started!" Lu Sheng seemed to be impatient, suddenly exerted force, swung the sickle towards Yueli, and the wind blade transformed into spiritual power instantly swung several times.

Yueli's eyes were certain, her figure jumped, and she immediately avoided a wave of attacks.

And those wind blades that missed hit the ground, and several damaged places appeared on the ground instantly, and at the same time, a layer of ice crystals condensed on the surface of those damaged places.

Just after Lu Sheng showed the knife, Hong Yi's complexion couldn't help changing, his hands immediately grasped his sleeves, and his lips trembled and whispered, "Bipolar sword?"

Long Feiye suddenly felt that her expression was not right, and quickly asked, "What happened to Xiaoyi?"

"No, it's okay." Hong Yi immediately replied with a backlash, "As soon as the temperature drops, it feels a little strange."

Long Feiye immediately nodded, "Well, Pope Mo's weapon is extraordinary, and it must have some background. This temperature change is caused by it."

Hong Yi's eyes flickered, and then he nodded immediately, "That weapon is indeed very unusual, it's cold, and its power is by no means comparable to ordinary weapons."

Long Feiye didn't doubt that he was there, and suddenly stretched out his hand to take Hong Yi over, and at the same time hugged him lightly: "This way you won't feel cold."

Hong Yi couldn't help but stunned, but soon smiled again, gave a light hush, and did not refuse.

However, those eyes looking at the ring are full of worry.

Wangyou's face couldn't help but be a little dignified, and at the same time he appeared suspicious, "Shang, have you ever heard about this silver sickle on the road?"

"Never." Rong Xueshang replied directly, "I haven't seen a record in any book."

"Is there anything weird?" Pu Xiangyuan turned to look at him.

"Well, it's weird." Wangyou's eyes darkened again.

Among Pope Mo's people, some of them said: "Why have I never seen Lu Sheng's knife?"

The person next to him nodded suddenly, "Could it be rewarded by an adult?"

These words made several people around him immediately feel that it is possible, "It may be, but the eighth level does not seem to be low."

The masked man sitting in the audience was staring at Yueli, thinking about something.

"Master, can you see what level the weapon is?" the subordinate asked in surprise.

The masked man immediately regained consciousness, and then said lightly "artifact."