Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1187
Fan Yongchun opened his mouth, well, he has no lips, but two rows of black and yellow teeth.

"call……"

Suddenly, a hurricane emerged from his mouth, flying sand and rocks around.

This is not the main one.

The main thing is... a strong stench!
The smell is straight to make people frown.

But not only frowning, but soon, someone discovered that the stench was straight to the soul.

Lan Ren and other monks withdrew from Laoyuan without hesitation.

Even Shi Fengtian did the same.

Don't smell too much of this smell, otherwise, it will pollute the soul.

The soul has been polluted, it is an irreparable wound, the future state will not only improve, but will decline!

Tian Ermiao was also retreating.

His brows were all knit into a ball.

The stench coming from Fan Yongchun's mouth really affects the soul.

A soul as strong as Tian Ermiao couldn't ignore it.

To a certain extent, Fan Yongchun and Huang Lu are very imaginative.

But there is a difference.

Fan Yongchun completely killed himself, and then became a corpse slave.

After an incomparably long period of time, the corpse regained its spiritual wisdom in life.

This is terrifying, not to mention the extremely terrifying realm of cultivation, and it also comes with natural abilities.

Smell is Fan Yongchun's innate ability.

Tian Ermiao didn't dare to be careless at all.

The soul is fundamental.

laugh!
Flames emanated from him.

Suzaku was burning and crackling.

However, it still couldn't burn out the smell.

"Fire is good fire, but it still can't dissolve my natural ability."

After finishing speaking, Fan Yongchun strode towards Tian Ermiao.

His steps are very heavy.

Every step I took, the ground seemed to bump upside down.

The footsteps are heavy, but the speed is not satisfied.

After walking a few steps, Fan Yongchun shrunk to an inch, and he was in front of Tian Ermiao in no time.

call!
Fan Yongchun raised his hand and slapped Tian Ermiao.

His slap is so dry, like firewood.

Huang Lu's rough hands couldn't compare with his.

In between, Tian Ermiao went forward with a black sword.

bass!
Mars radiates.

However, Shi Fengtian's withered hands did not show any scars, only a whitish mark was left.

And Tian Ermiao's tiger's mouth was in pain from the shock.

Moreover, the huge rebound force lifted him out.

boom!
Tian Ermiao fell heavily to the ground.

"cough!"

A mouthful of blood was coughed up.

It can be seen how strong the rebound force was just now.

Usually against the enemy, Tian Ermiao often wins with physical strength.

His physical body was tempered by the thunder tribulation.

However, compared with Fan Yongchun's corpse, there is still a gap.

Moreover, the gap is not small.

Fan Yongchun has never experienced thunder disasters, but his corpse has existed for countless years, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as invincible.

"A sword is also a good sword."

Fan Yongchun said: "It's a pity that you can't break through my defense, and your physical body is also strong. It's really rare to see you. It's a pity that you met me."

Fan Yongchun's two rows of teeth opened again.

call!
Hurricanes sent out.

The surrounding stench became more intense.

Tian Ermiao, who had suffered some injuries, became dizzy after smelling the stench of weight gain.

"Because your physical body is powerful and rare, so your physical body cannot be destroyed."

Fan Yongchun said: "Let's just destroy your soul and leave your body, which can become a treasure of my Heavenly Corpse Sect. Of course, if your fortune is good enough, maybe you can get it back Smart."

"At that time, you will definitely thank me."

After saying that, Fan Yongchun's two rows of teeth opened for the third time.

The few monks who were watching saw it, and it was all materialized, and the stench was suffocating.

Everyone felt sorry for Tian Ermiao.

At the same time, monks like Lan Ren who came from the starry sky had another idea.

This Celestial Corpse Sect is really not simple, and there is no such weird cultivation method in their home planet.

Kill yourself, many years later, the corpse is recovering its wisdom...

Who came up with this!
The key is so powerful.

It is so strong that no one wants to make an enemy of Fan Yongchun.

The stench alone made them back off.

Tian Ermiao's mind became blurred.

He has already operated the "Secret Code of Dao Yi" to the extreme, however, it can't prevent the soul from being attacked at all.

"No, there is time to brew for a breakthrough, and the mind is blurred, unable to concentrate on attacking the Nascent Soul..."

Just when Tian Ermiao was helpless, a trace of coldness appeared on his face.

Like a drop of water.

Tian Ermiao subconsciously touched it, and it was indeed water.

Um?The smell is gone?
My mind is even clearer!
Tian Ermiao was surprised.

"court death!"

Fan Yongchun gave a loud shout.

"Master Patriarch, that man's name is Huang Lu, he refined himself into a corpse just like you." Shi Fengtian shouted.

Isn't it Huang Lu?

He is high in the sky, standing on top of the coffin.

Fan Yongchun's eyes terrified Huang Lu.He yelled down below:
"Tian Ermiao, I can only help you here. I am not on the same level as him, but don't worry, his bad breath won't affect you anymore. The corpse fluid that I sprinkled on you in the coffin is to get rid of bad breath. The best thing."

"Tian Ermiao, don't blame me for being unjust, I really dare not go down, alas, he is coming, I will take a step first, I hope you can live..."

Huang Lu got into the coffin and disappeared with a whoosh.

Fan Yongchun squinted his eyes, then turned to look at Tian Ermiao, and said, "Forget it, I've solved you, I'll go find him myself."

Unaffected by the stench, Tian Ermiao straightened up.

He felt that the whole person was much more relaxed.

He even stretched out comfortably.

Fan Yongchun saw that his gray eyes moved, "Do you think you can do something without being affected by my natural ability?"

"Come on, let me see how strong your physical body has reached."

Tian Ermiao hooked her hands, looking very arrogant.

"Humph!"

Fan Yongchun snorted coldly, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and flew away.

Falling from a high altitude, the fist stretched straight out.

Fan Yongchun's strength is his physical body, so of course he has to seek a melee attack.

Tian Ermiao wanted to see clearly the strength of Fan Yongchun's physical body, so of course he had to attack Fan Yongchun in close quarters.

Tian Ermiao's head was raised, his body was slightly bowed, and his fists were ready.

Strength is accumulating.

At the same time, Tian Ermiao was also making other preparations.

Tian Ermiao's fist hit him.

The two fists approached rapidly.

In the eyes of outsiders, there are only those two fists.

To them, it was as if two planets had collided.

boom!
The sound of the explosion was deafening, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

A huge pothole was punched out on the ground.

Tian Ermiao was in the center of the pothole.

There was blood all over his mouth.

Obviously, he lost the previous duel.

Fan Yongchun stood on the edge of the pothole. He looked at Tian Ermiao coldly, "The strength of the physical body is really good, and it also has the attribute of lightning. Unfortunately, the level of lightning you have can't affect me."

"is it?"

(End of this chapter)