Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 923

A cold glow flew out from the life-death bead.

Yuan Wucheng, who was disturbed by the sword energy, didn't pay attention to the cold light at all.

After using his spiritual power to disperse the incoming sword energy, he punched the cold mang, "Can a small hidden weapon hurt me?"

Seeing his actions, Tian Ermiao smiled.

"Hmm..." Yuan Wucheng felt weird.

However, it was too late for him to withdraw his fist.

laugh!
The cold light landed on Yuan Wucheng's fist.

"Hahaha, I said it's useless to me."

Because he didn't feel any pain, Yuan Wucheng felt relieved, "Boy, the gap in realm cannot be made up by some tricks."

"Really." Tian Ermiao said with a smile, "Look at your right fist."

Yuan Wucheng didn't feel any discomfort with his right fist yet, but seeing Tian Ermiao's proud look, he raised his fist and fixed his eyes on it, "My hand... ah!"

"how?"

The three of Ling Quansheng all looked over, and when they saw it, all three of them gasped.

There was a small pitch-black hole on Yuan Wucheng's fist, which seemed to be hit by the cold light.

That's not why they were shocked.

The reason was that the pitch black color was rapidly spreading, and soon, half of Yuan Wucheng's fist turned black.

pat!

It was Yuan Wucheng who dropped a finger, and it fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

It was as if a finger of a mummy had fallen off after a long time.

pat!

Another finger.

In a blink of an eye, half of Yuan Wucheng's fist fell to the ground and turned into black powder.

"what!"

Yuan Wucheng shouted loudly, and his spiritual power pushed towards half of his right hand.

laugh!
A stream of black air was forced out.

It is highly poisonous!
"I'm going to kill you!"

Yuan Wucheng shouted angrily.

"is it?"

With a thought of Tian Ermiao's mind, he activated the life-death bead.

laugh!
The cold light shot away.

At the same time, Tian Ermiao waved the flying sword in his hand.

The surrounding sword energy became chaotic again, mixed with cold light and shot at Yuan Wucheng quickly.

How could Yuan Wucheng, who had already learned a lesson, fall into the pit a second time?
Enduring the great pain in his right hand, he waved his arms.

The majestic spiritual power emanated from his body, shaking away the surrounding sword energy.

As for the cold light, he didn't dare to touch it with his body and chose to avoid it.

laugh!
The cold light flew over and hit the stone wall. The change of the stone wall made several people turn pale with shock.

What kind of hidden weapon is this?
"How many of these do you have, my boy?"

Yuan Wucheng asked.

"You don't care how much I have."

Tian Ermiao said: "Your right hand is almost gone, did I give you one for you?"

"Do you think I can use it?"

Yuan Wucheng has an extra flying sword in his left hand, and the flying sword is white all over.

As soon as the white flying sword came out, even the surrounding sword energy was disturbed.

Tian Ermiao narrowed her eyes.

"Death!"

Yuan Wucheng left with his sword in hand.

However, his speed was not as fast as [-]% of usual.

Although the surrounding sword energy was disturbed by the flying sword in his hand, it still affected him.

Yuan Wucheng was so restless, he swung his sword, and seemed to express all the resentment and hatred in his heart with this sword.

The flying sword suddenly became huge and turned into a giant sword.

His sword slashed fiercely at Tian Ermiao.

The three of Ling Quansheng were watching closely without blinking their eyes. They all wanted to see how Tian Ermiao, whose level was too low, would deal with it.

After seeing Tian Ermiao's actions, the eyes of the three of them straightened.

Yuan Wucheng who swung his sword was ecstatic.

Because, Tian Ermiao actually hit the giant sword with the flying sword in his hand.

The flying sword in his hand was randomly pulled from the ground, and the flying sword in the sword mound was more or less damaged. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be called a flying sword at all.

How much power can the flying sword exert?
Very few.

"madness!"

Yuan Wucheng spit out these two words from his mouth.

Is Tian Ermiao stupid?

of course not.

He wasn't really going to greet Yuan Wucheng's returning giant sword.

He is manipulating the sword energy around him.

The Sword Intent Seed has reached its peak.

woo woo woo...

The sword energy is like the wind, and the wind is strong.

Even, a vortex of sword energy was formed.

It was as if all the sword energy in the sword mound was heading towards the giant sword.

It was conceivable that the giant sword couldn't bear it.

click!
A crack appeared on the giant sword.

clack clack...

A series of cracks appeared.

Whoa!

The giant sword shattered before reaching Tian Ermiao's head.

Ling Quansheng and Cai Yan couldn't close their mouths together, "Is this okay?"

Liu Guaiguai was extremely shocked in her heart, and even felt a sense of fear in her heart because she took advantage of Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao was able to mobilize the sword energy in the sword mound. To what extent did he understand the sword?
What about knives?
Suddenly, Liu Guai guessed this crucial question, if Tian Ermiao didn't give her the Ba Dao...

Regarding the effect of Tian Ermiao's move to lead sword energy, Yuan Wucheng has the most right to speak, he roared: "How could it be?"

While roaring, blood was still bleeding from his mouth.

The flying sword was connected to his own life, and when the flying sword shattered, he suffered backlash.

Tian Ermiao seized this opportunity and stepped forward.

"Do you think I can be slaughtered by you after being backlashed?"

Yuan Wucheng roared, turned his left hand into a palm, and slapped Tian Ermiao with a slap.

Snapped!
Tian Ermiao raised her hand and hit Yuan Wucheng's left palm together.

The two palms did not separate for a long time.

"The little doll is too careless."

Ling Quansheng shook his head.

"He can use the sword energy all the time. After a long time, Yuan Wucheng will be pierced by the sword energy. Why does he use his physical body?"

Cai Yan sighed: "Yuan Wucheng is a veteran late-stage Foundation Establishment powerhouse, with a physical body..."

Cai Yan shut up, her face full of disbelief.

Because, she saw Tian Ermiao's arm reaching forward.

"Humph……"

Yuan Wucheng snorted and backed away again and again.

puff!
A big mouthful of blood spurted out from Yuan Wucheng's mouth.

Pfft!
Yuan Wucheng sat down on the ground.

How is this going?

"Your body..." Yuan Wucheng's eyes widened. Today seemed to be the most shocking day in his life.

Ling Quansheng and Cai Yan also had the same idea as him.

As for Liu Guess, she seemed to have been frightened out of her wits.

I have never seen such a powerful physical body.

He must be the man in the sky!

my knife...

Liu Guaiguai was very afraid that Tian Ermiao would take Ba Dao as her own, so what should she want?
"What's all the fuss about."

Tian Ermiao said lightly.

Yuan Wucheng wanted to get up.

However, when Tian Ermiao waved the flying sword in his hand, sword energy surged around him.

A series of cuts appeared on Yuan Wucheng's body, and blood gushed out.

"You can't kill me..."

From shouting and shouting to begging for mercy in a disguised form at this moment, only a little time has passed.

Yuan Wucheng opened his eyes wide and said, "I am the Patriarch of the Yuan family. Whatever you want, my Yuan family can satisfy you."

"If I want something, can't I go to your Yuan's house to get it?"

Tian Ermiao said: "Would you like to let you recover from your injuries and fight with me again? I'm not that stupid."

"No, absolutely not!"

(End of this chapter)