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- Lin Xuan glanced at Bo Xun, then smiled faintly, and said to Bo Xun:
"Are you a farmer? Then you usually use this sickle to farm?"
Farmers?
It was only then that Bo Xun realized that his identity in front of Lin Xuan was just that of a farmer!
A farmer took out a sickle, isn't it obviously his own farming tool?
Thinking of this, Bo Xun nodded involuntarily, and replied dully:
"yes!"
Lin Xuan got up slowly, and then walked towards the woodshed.
While walking, he murmured to himself:
"I wanted to get along with you in the way of ordinary people, but what I got in exchange was estrangement, stop pretending, I have a showdown"
"Actually, I am also a farmer!"
As soon as the words fell, Lin Xuan searched through the firewood room.
Finally, a sickle was drawn out.
"Shua!"
When Lin Xuan took out the sickle, the surrounding air seemed to be a little bit colder.
This sickle
Immediately, the immortals of Meishan showed a clear look.
It is not the first time they have seen this sickle.
At the beginning, Taoist Lingmu used the power of the law of life to stimulate the plants outside the small courtyard of Meishan.
Lin Xuan wondered why the weeds were growing wildly, so he used this sickle to remove the weeds.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan actually took it out now.
Undoubtedly, this is a fetish.
Even if Taoist Lingmu uses the power of the law of life to evolve plants, he wants to devour Lin Xuan's power.
It was also directly cut off by Lin Xuan with this sickle.
The power of law controlled by the Chaos Demon God is also eclipsed and unmatched in front of this sickle.
The power of the sickle is naturally far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Lin Xuan drew out his sickle, and with excitement on his face, he quickly walked up to Bo Xun, and said:
"As a farmer, it is indispensable to take advantage of the guy"
"Look at my sickle. I forged it a few years ago, but it is durable. It is good at chopping firewood and mowing grass!"
Lin Xuan smiled all over his face, and he was full of praise for the sickle in his hand.
Bo Xun's eyes widened, and he looked at the sickle in Lin Xuan's hand in disbelief.
For no reason, Bo Xun shivered.
Because, although this sickle looks ordinary, it contains extremely fierce killing intent.
Even Bo Xun, a strong man like Bo Xun, can't help but feel that his life is threatened infinitely at this moment.
In front of this sickle, the so-called freedom of others seems to have become a joke.
Even if it is a saint, it is really unknown whether he can survive from this sickle
"Senior Lin Xuan, does this sickle have a name?"
Bo Xun took a deep breath, then asked Lin Xuan.
This sentence stopped Lin Xuan from asking.
A sickle?
Still have a name?
Good guy!
Lin Xuan didn't even think of this question!
"A sickle, but also a name"
"However, since people have asked, I've blown it out. If I don't have a name, I really can't justify it"
Lin Xuan pondered in his heart, thinking secretly.
In the end, Lin Xuan had a flash of inspiration, the corners of his mouth raised, as if he had thought of something, then he patted Bo Xun on the shoulder, and said:
"This sickle, the name must be there it is the Sickle of Death! Yes, it is called the Sickle of Death!"
Lin Xuan looked proud.
Boom!
Just when Lin Xuan named the sickle, the sickle shone slightly, as if it was echoing Lin Xuan's mutual naming.
A force of death and chaos kept rushing towards the sickle.
This sickle has completed a transformation in an instant.
seems to be full of killing intent.
In the face of the power of the sickle, all life is extremely fragile, and it is impossible to survive.
"Even I can't see through the quality of this death sicklebut it's definitely not weaker than the Chaos Treasure!"
"And, this is a heaven-defying magic weapon full of killing and destructive power!"
Saint Nuwa's beautiful eyes were full of horror, her jade hands gently covered her small cherry mouth, and then she couldn't help but secretly exclaimed through voice transmission.
"That's right! This thing is so magical that it can be called against the sky. Even I, the ancestor of the devil, can't wait to keep it for myself"
"Before the God-killing Spear was strengthened by the master to become a sledgehammer, even the God-killing Spear was far inferior to this death sickle!"
Luohu, the ancestor of the demon, is the founder of the magic way of the three realms. Therefore, the power of perception of demon nature is also stronger.
In just a split second, Demon Ancestor Luohu was able to perceive the extraordinaryness of the Death God's Scythe, and then secretly transmitted a voice, saying to everyone.
Stronger than the God Killing Spear?
After hearing Demon Ancestor Luohu's explanation, everyone couldn't help but gasped, shocked in their hearts.
"How is it? Is this sickle powerful?"
Seeing Bo Xun's stunned look, Lin Xuan felt happy, then raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked Bo Xun.
"It's very awesome!"
Bo Xun swallowed his saliva, and then replied to Lin Xuan.
To be honest, Bo Xun doesn't know what "powerful" means
However, based on the context, Bo Xun can roughly guess the meaning of powerful.
Lin Xuan smiled slightly, looked at Bo Xun, and thought to himself:
This farmer is not a professional, even the equipment is so backward.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan handed the sickle in his hand to Bo Xun, and then said:
"Since you also think this sickle is powerful, I will give it to you!"
"Erhuh? (⊙o⊙)!"
"Give it to me?"
Bo Xun was dumbfounded.
Senior Lin Xuan actually said that he wanted to give this kind of divine object that surpassed the god-killing spear to himself?
Is there still Wang Fa?
Is there any reason?
Damn it!
Bo Xun is completely stupid!
To be honest, he hasn't reacted yet, it feels like a dream.
"Of course it's for you!"
"As a farmer, farming is the basis for survival. You don't even have good equipment. How can you make ends meet?"
Lin Xuan directly sent the death scythe to Bo Xun's arms, and then said quite generously.
It was only then that Bo Xun came to his senses, and looked dully at the Death Scythe in his arms.
"Senior Lin Xuan, if you give me the death scythe, then in the futureyou will have no one to take advantage of when you work in agriculture?"
Bo Xun swallowed his saliva, and asked Lin Xuan.
"I?"
Lin Xuan pondered for a while, then took Bo Xun's Asura Hell Scythe, and said with a smile on his face:
"Didn't you give me one? Don't worry, I am not only a small expert in agriculture, but also a small expert in forging. Although this sickle is a bit weak, I can also transform it into an extraordinary agricultural tool!"
Lin Xuan patted Bo Xun on the shoulder to reassure him.
How can you be afraid that you won't be able to forge equipment if you have the skills to do it?
This is simply a joke.
The magic weapon that surpasses the god-killing gun, just give away like this?
Bo Xun stared blankly at the death scythe in his arms filled with the law of killing. For a moment, he felt like a dream.
Even the immortals of Meishan, who have long been used to Lin Xuan's coquettish operations, were also shocked by Lin Xuan's wealth——
At the same time, the Shura clan among the Eight Heavenly Clans in Xitianling Mountain.
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