Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

Chapter 612 Death Scythe?

Looking at the icy storm that rolled up in front, and the angry and fierce face behind the icy storm, Shi Feng's left hand shone with a strong forest white light.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feng shook his finger at the snow and ice storm that swept up, and blew a scream of "swish". In the seemingly fierce snow and ice storm, she shattered and revealed with a finger like Shi Feng. The ice-colored spear in the snow storm just now.

Immediately after that, under the attention of everyone, the stabbing spear that stabbed forward made a sudden and crisp sound: "：! 呯! 呯! 呯! 呯!"

Under Shi Feng's fingertips, not only did he destroy that fierce ice storm, but even the ice-colored spear in Bing Ao's hands broke apart one by one.

"This! How could this be! He experienced such a fight, suffered such a heavy blow, he even has such a powerful force!" The attack was broken, the spears in his hands were broken, and Bing's face was extremely shocked. With incredible look.

"Oh!" With the last crisp sound, after the position of Bingao's hand was broken, suddenly, a powerful force hit the palm of Bingao's palm, and under that powerful force, Bingao's entire body, like a disconnected kite, flew backwards towards the rear!

From the time the attack was broken to the moment the body was flying upside down, Bing Ao's hands kept an unbelievable and terrified look from beginning to end.

His power was so powerful that he could get himself into such a situation with only one finger. The gap between himself and him is so great! What's more, this is his strength to face the hard battles of the strong, and even more traumatized!

"Bing Ao, after being attacked by Zi Xiao, he was hit again!" After Bing Ao was hit again, under the ring, the crowd that had just calmed down due to Bing Ao's intimidation made a sound again.

"Huh! This ice pride makes him so arrogant just now. He deserves it! And he wants to take advantage of Shi Feng while he is in serious danger, and he will suffer retribution!"

"Bing Ao's shameless arrogance has finally been punished!"

The sounds and voices that rang out were mostly criticisms of Bing Ao.

And at this moment, Shi Feng ignored the ice pride that flew out, but stared at his left hand, staring at the **** of the left, the blade of the full moon scimitar.

Just when Shi Feng condensed the Nine Ghost Power on his left middle finger, and was about to bend his fingers towards the ice and snow storm, Shi Feng suddenly felt it. This knife pattern suddenly trembled, creating a mysterious wave. Exudes a mysterious power.

As soon as he thought about it, the full moon scimitar appeared in Shi Feng's palm, gazing at the full moon scimitar in his hand, Shi Feng once again injected the Nine Nether Power into the full moon scimitar.

At this moment, the full moon scimitar trembled violently in Shi Feng's hands. Then, a bright dazzling silver light shone in all directions, and Shi Feng saw that the full moon scimitar in his hand had changed. , It's getting bigger! Not only is it getting bigger, even the shape is changing.

Soon, the silvery light dissipated, and Shi Feng saw that the full moon scimitar held in his hand. At this moment, it turned into a long sword with a long handle, a round body and a curved blade.

Looking at this round long knife, Shi Feng's face showed an extremely shocked look, "This ... This shape, like the ancient times, the knife used by the legendary death **** is called the death sickle!"

"Look! The knife in Shi Feng's hand was obviously not like this just now! Now, it turned into this pair. What the **** is going on?"

The change of the full moon scimitar in Shi Feng's hands was also seen in the eyes of the audience below, and a loud exclaiming sound was issued.

Not only were the onlookers under the ring, the sky above the hundreds of rings, even the prince Guang, who stood proudly in the void, focused his eyes on the ring 10 in the ring of Shi Feng, Shi Feng's hand.

"Muffs this is ... the legend ..."

At the top of the imperial palace, looking down at the Emperor Lan Lan, the Emperor of the Lan Lan Empire below, at this moment, his face also appeared extremely shocked,

"Death Scythe? Is this the Death Scythe used in the legend in the ancient times? This ... If that's the case, the Death Scythe was born here, and my Tianlan Empire will attract countless powerful people, even All the great emperors will come one after another. My Tianlan Empire will have an unprecedented turmoil!

Where did this boy get such a knife? If it were a sickle of death, it wouldn't be a good thing for him, but it might be a lifeline! "

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The large silver sickle was tightly held in the hand by Shi Feng. The full moon scimitar had long felt extraordinary, but at this moment, after injecting the nine solitary powers of his martial arts realm, he evolved into In the legend, the appearance of the Death Scythe, whether it is the legendary Death Scythe or not, this handle is absolutely extraordinary.

Shi Feng's Nine Ghost Power is still being continuously injected into the silver sickle at this moment. Shi Feng almost injects all the nine Ghost Power in the body to fill the energy required for the face sickle. At this moment, the silver sickle is in Shi Feng's hands. Constantly trembling, and feeling the power of the silver sickle, Shi Feng herself followed the big change of face!

"This ... it's too powerful!" Although the Nine Nether Power consumed was huge, but after the silver sickle swallowed the Nine Nether power of Shi Feng's body, this power was also unexpectedly powerful.

Just at this moment, not far away, the ice-colored body fell on the ice pride on the ground of the platform. When the body climbed up from the ground, the silver sickle in Shi Feng ’s hand waved toward that not far, Cut out.

The silver sickle spun, flying to the ice proud!

Originally, his face was still surprised, Bing Ao, who had just climbed up, followed his big change, and became even more shocked than he was just now, and incredible.

He looked at a large silver sickle from which a fly was cut, and under the silver sickle, even the strong man in the star-level martial realm felt the power of no resistance, and he was in the silver sickle. Below, it is like a tiny ant, let it knead and let it cut.

At this moment, Bingao only felt that he had no strength to move his fingers. Although he wanted to run away, he couldn't move at all. He could only widen his eyes and watched in horror the rushing fly. Silver sickle, cut to yourself!

With a slamming noise, the silver sickle slashed from Bing'ao's neck, and a head with extremely frightened eyes, widening his eyes, flew into the sky!

(End of this chapter)