The Genius of the Phoenix Queen Shocked the World

   Bei Gongxue and Dongyang Ze took advantage of the chaos and swung their weapons to kill the remaining people.

  Although Bei Gongxue's appearance has changed, but her weapon, the Scythe of Death, is known to everyone. Moreover, many people who participated in the search for Bei Gongxue had the idea of ​​killing her and taking her artifact as their own.

   Therefore, when the geniuses who survived the bombing of the spell saw the Death Scythe in the hands of Bei Gongxue, they immediately changed their expressions, "It's Bei Gongxue! Please inform Brother Nuo!"

The power of    artifact is not something they can resist.

   "Whoosh---"

   A signal flare shot straight into the sky and exploded over the forest, making a loud and sharp long howl.

   "Quick fight!" Bei Gongxue shouted to Dongyangze.

   Dongyangze knew what to do without Bei Gongxue's reminder.

  Holding swords in both hands, Dongyang Zejian danced a pair of silver swords in his hands to make people dazzled. Wherever the sword light passed, a large amount of blood sprayed down.

   Bei Gongxue clenched the Scythe of Death, which was three or four times taller than her, in both hands, and waved it fiercely at Zhang Yu.

   The signal flare just now was released by Zhang Yu, and Zhang Yu himself was also a rank seven martial king.

   "You can't escape, Bei Gongxue!" Zhang Yu said with a sneer.

   Bei Gong Xue Huizhi smiled contemptuously, "You can't escape today!" Bei Gong Xue said coldly.

   When she Bei Gongxue is a muddy person? Anyone can bully? !

  Huh, whoever doesn't make her feel better, she won't let anyone live in peace!

  What a shit, Fire Lion Yang Nuo, she will break him sooner or later!

   "Dance of Death!"

   Bei Gongxue gave a light drink, and the scythe of death in his hand flew towards Zhang Yu instantly.

   "Whoosh---"

  When the huge sickle revolved, it caused strong winds to cut off all the surrounding trees, and the blade of the sickle, which was more than one meter long, cut towards Zhang Yu's neck.

   Zhang Yu's face changed slightly, he immediately spread out his wings of spiritual energy and flew from the sky, he couldn't resist the power of the divine weapon, he could only avoid its edge!

   Bei Gongxue showed two rows of neat little white teeth, like a little wolf that split its teeth at its prey, "Do you think you can fly?!"

   After the words fell, Bei Gongxue flicked the two yellow wings of aura on his back, and the whole person swept towards Zhang Yu.

   Zhang Yu obviously did not plan to fight Bei Gongxue desperately. He was constantly delaying time, hoping that Yang Nuo would come over quickly.

   Bei Gongxue doesn't know Zhang Yu's plan, but she will never let the other party have such a chance!

   "Overwhelming!"

  Zhang Yu saw that Bei Gongxue kept attacking him, so he had to come up with a trick to confront Bei Gongxue head-on.

   It's not that he doesn't want to take down this girl by himself, but after fighting Bei Gongxue, he found that the opponent's strength is far more than the level she showed!

   The opponent was obviously only at the level of a second-rank Martial King, but because of the divine weapon in hand, her combat power instantly soared a lot. What's even more terrifying is that there is a fierce beast Zhu Yan in the opponent's hand, and I don't know when it will be released!

   It's like a low-level rich second-generation and a high-level diaosi fighting on the same stage. Although Bei Gongxue's level is not as good as the other party's, people have the money to smash equipment on him and use plug-ins. Even if your level is higher than mine, so what?

  I have an artifact, do you have one?

  I have a lot of spells to throw, can you afford it?

   I still have a fierce beast with a high combat value, do you dare to compete with it?

   This is the gap brought by equipment!

"brush---"

   A black blade of light cut through the air and approached Zhang Yu's chest.

   Zhang Yu's wings jumped and he immediately dodged.

   But just as he dodged to the other side, Bei Gongxue's attack came again.

   "Pfft---"

   A streak of blood shot out from Zhang Yu's right shoulder.

   Zhang Yu clutched his right shoulder and immediately fled forward.

   Bei Gongxue is not scary, what is scary is that the evil artifact in her hand - the scythe of the **** of death.

   After being hit by the Scythe of Death, there was a strange force left in his wound, constantly destroying the inside of his body.

   He could feel that the place where he was hit by the Scythe of Death was rapidly festering, and that strange force was starting to silken his flesh and blood from the wound bit by bit.

   Zhang Yu was flying wildly in front, and Bei Gongxue was chasing after him.

   She was bound to kill Zhang Yu and chop off Yang Nuo's arm!

"brush---"

   Another black wind blade flew out from the scythe of the **** of death, approaching Zhang Yu's back.

   Zhang Yu endured the severe pain in his right shoulder and dodged desperately.

   However, the pain in his right shoulder still slowed his movements by half a beat.

   Seeing that the black blade was about to hit Zhang Yu's back, a violent energy suddenly appeared and collided with the black blade.

  Suddenly, the two air currents collided, and the air suddenly made an ear-piercing popping sound.

  The surrounding trees were swept across a large area by the shock wave generated by the collision of the airflow, and the branches and leaves fell to the ground.

   "Stinky girl, this time, where do I see you fleeing?!" Yang Nuo quietly appeared in front of Zhang Yu, and beside him, there were seven or eight powerful Tianjiao.

   "Stinky girl, I finally found you! Obediently suffer your death!" Cangling looked at Bei Gongxue gloomily, wishing to swallow her alive.

   Yang Nuo, on the other hand, said very politely to the white clothed man beside Cang Ling: "Seventh prince, you have to work! This stinky girl's divine weapon is very powerful, and only your Qingfeng sword can restrain her!"

  Since Bei Gongxue showed Zhu Yan and Divine Tool, Yang Nuo deliberately went to win over Yun Haoran, the seventh prince of the Yunxiao Empire, who possessed Divine Tool and Divine Beasts and Magic Pets.

The foundation of the    empire is extremely deep, and the means of the seventh prince are not comparable to ordinary geniuses.

   Yun Haoran's feminine and handsome face always had a faint smile. Hearing Yang Nuo's words, he looked at Bei Gongxue with interest, as if he was looking at a commodity in the vegetable market.

   "This sickle seems familiar?" Yun Haoran narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the sickle of death in Bei Gongxue's hands.

   After thinking for a while, Yun Haoran's eyes suddenly burst into two bright lights. This scythe of the **** of death seems to be the exclusive artifact of the Diablo God who caused a **** storm in Yuncang Continent!

  The warriors of the Yuncang Continent use sickles as weapons, not without them, but most people use sickles without chains on them.

   "Little girl, hand over the artifact in your hand, obediently kill yourself, Ben Gong promises to keep you a whole corpse." Yun Haoran looked down at Bei Gongxue with a "thank me for my grace" expression.

   Bei Gongxue sneered again and again, "Hand over the divine weapon and divine beast in your hands, auntie will consider only harvesting your head, not cutting you in half!"

  The smile on Yun Haoran's face suddenly disappeared, "It seems that you don't appreciate your kindness towards Ben Gong!"

   "Since that's the case, then there's nothing I can do. Ben Gong has no choice but to take action and kill you!" Yun Haoran said coldly.

   "It also depends on whether you have that ability?!" Bei Gongxue sneered.

  I really don’t know how there are so many narcissists who feel good about themselves in this world!

   is a mule or a horse, let's pull it out and yo! Who is stronger or weaker, don't compare, how do you know the result? !

   "Ignorant madman, Ben Gong will teach you today, what is a mountain higher than a mountain!" Yun Haoran looked at Bei Gongxue coldly, and suddenly there was a three-foot long sword in his hand.

   As soon as the sword was unsheathed, there was a slight sword groan, and the bronze-green blade made it look extremely simple and vicissitudes of life.

   "Release your Zhu Yan too! Because once today is over, you and it won't have a chance to fight again!" Yun Haoran said indifferently.

   Bei Gongxue raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "To deal with you, I don't need my magic pet to fight!"

   "Arrogant! You are courting death yourself!" Yun Haoran's Qingfeng sword trembled slightly and stabbed at Bei Gongxue.

   Kitamiya Snow swung the Death Scythe and killed the past.

   "Clang Dang Dang---"

  The two great soldiers collided, and dazzling sparks burst out of the air.

   But the two weapons collided in such a way that whoever is more powerful will be compared.

   The Qingfeng Sword in Yun Haoran's hand clearly expressed fear of the Death Scythe.

   is also an artifact, but the Qingfeng sword has not drank much blood, but the scythe of death in Bei Gongxue's hand has grown up under the watering of blood. The suffocating energy contained in this divine weapon is comparable to that of the Qingfeng Sword?

   Qingfeng Sword is Yun Haoran's natal artifact, so he feels most deeply about Qingfeng Sword.

   When he found out that his artifact actually had a slight fear of the Scythe of Death, Yun Haoran's mood instantly became not beautiful.

   is also an artifact. His Qingfeng sword would actually lose to the Scythe of Death in terms of momentum. This is Yun Haoran, who has been forcing everyone on his head since he was a child, and feels quite unhappy.

   He was unhappy. When dealing with Bei Gongxue, he did not retain his strength at all.

   "Die! The scythe of the **** of death will also belong to Ben Gong!" Yun Haoran's cheeks were tensed, and he was holding a sigh of anger in his heart.

   Bei Gongxue naturally found out that Qingfengjian was afraid of the Scythe of Death, which was undoubtedly good news for her.

   "Scythe, you did a good job! Try to chop his artifact to pieces!" Bei Gongxue communicated with the artifact spirit of the Scythe of Death.

The tool spirit of    Death's Scythe is a little girl wrapped under a black cloak. Hearing Bei Gongxue's words, the tool spirit immediately replied coldly: "As you order, master!"

   And then, every time the Qingfeng Sword collided with the Death Scythe, the momentum would be weakened.

   This discovery made Yun Haoran feel quite depressed!

   "Black Dragon, kill her for me!"

   Seeing that his artifact lost to the Reaper's Scythe in momentum, Yun Haoran summoned his contracted beast --- a black dragon with a gloomy face.

   Dongyang Ze, who was fighting with the enemy not far away, saw it, and his face changed suddenly.

   Others don't know, doesn't he know?

   Bei Gongxue's pet, the powerful beast Zhu Yan, is now in a deep sleep!

   Now Bei Gongxue cannot summon Zhu Yan for her use!

How to do? How to do? !

  Dongyangze was extremely anxious in his heart. For the first time, he secretly hated that he was too weak to protect Bei Gongxue at the critical moment.