Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1477 Sword Rain
Feng Yu's "No" was shouted by Cao Kefeng and Tian Ermiao.

He doesn't want Cao Kefeng to make a move, he doesn't want Tian Ermiao to make a move.

However, both men shot.

Cao Kefeng's hand stopped in the air, and Tian Ermiao's hand was on Cao Kefeng's forehead.

Now Cao Kefeng has realized how powerful Tian Ermiao's palm is.

However, he lost his mind.

Because, Tian Ermiao killed him with one palm.

Cao Kefeng's body fell down slowly.

There is no life at all.

The Liuhemen elite disciple died on the spot.

This terrified all the monks who were being assessed.

That was an elite disciple of Liuhemen, who died in Liuhemen.

Even if he dies outside, Liuhemen will never die with the murderer, but in Liuhemen, the murderer can imagine the result.

Feng Yu sighed and walked away.

"Feng Yu..."

Deacon Ma was dumbfounded.

"Do you really want to see the Great Elder?" Feng Yu asked Tian Ermiao.

"I asked him to come to see me." Tian Ermiao said.

Feng Yu had a weird expression, he had never seen such an arrogant person.

Killing the elite disciples of Liuhemen in Liuhemen, and asking the elders of Liuhemen to come to see him, isn't it arrogant?
"You go."

Feng Yu said.

"Yes Yes."

Deacon Ma hurried away.

Feng Yu squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch Cao Kefeng, and sure enough, he was lifeless, his soul was destroyed, and the Nascent Soul collapsed...

"Hey."

Feng Yu sighed again, he stood up, and said to Tian Ermiao: "Can I see your face?"

Tian Ermiao wore a hat to cover the top of the sack, and there was no need to cover it now, after all, he had already arrived at Liuhemen.

Therefore, Tian Ermiao took off her hat and tied off her black robe.

The image of Tian Ermiao carrying a sack and holding a hoe simply subverted most people's imagination.

How can a person who dares to kill the elite disciples of Liuhemen look like a farmer in Liuhemen?

"It's him……"

Xiao Panpan exclaimed, and then covered her mouth.

Cai Yao also looked extremely surprised.

Wan Yang's pupils shrank, "How could it be him..."

"Your dress... is it on purpose?"

Feng Yu said again: "Don't get me wrong, I mean it doesn't fit the image."

"What's in your sack?" Feng Yu asked again.

Tian Ermiao frowned, "You'd better not be curious."

"Not curious, not at all curious."

Having said that, Feng Yu's eyes turned back to look at the sack.

After a while, he said, "Do you know that this is Liuhemen? Do you know what you did?"

Tian Ermiao said: "What do you want to do?"

"Cao Kefeng is my senior brother. I watched him die. If I don't do something, the elders will think that I am not competent as a senior brother."

Feng Yu said.

"I didn't intend to kill him, nor did I want to kill you." Tian Ermiao said.

"However, he is still dead. Of course I know that it was his sneak attack that made the mistake first. However, this is Liuhemen after all. After all, he is an elite disciple of Liuhemen. If it is spread, it will be very bad for Liuhemen's reputation. of."

Feng Yu said: "Don't worry, I don't think there will be a sneak attack, I will be aboveboard."

"Need to make a move?"

Tian Ermiao frowned, because one of them had already died, and if another one died, would it affect his becoming the suzerain of Liuhemen?

"Don't worry about it, come on."

Feng Yu said: "After all, you have already killed a person, so how bad is the ending?"

What Tian Ermiao and Feng Yu said made sense, but at the same time, he also thought, if he, the suzerain, can't even subdue the elite disciples, how can he be the suzerain?

So, he said, "Go ahead."

"You are a guest, you take action." Feng Yu said very politely.

"You should make a move, otherwise, you won't have a chance." Tian Ermiao said.

Feng Yu frowned, looking a little displeased.

A few female disciples came quickly from a distance.

Obviously, Feng Yu was very popular with women, and these female disciples scolded Tian Ermiao one after another, scolding Tian Ermiao for being arrogant.

"It's better for you to make a move first, whether it's ordinary spells or supernatural powers."

Hearing what Tian Ermiao said, Feng Yu was slightly surprised, "You are a cultivator in the transformation stage."

"Is he a transformation god?"

Xiao Panpan and Cai Yao were amazed.

Wan Yang couldn't believe his ears. If Tian Ermiao was really Huashen, then Xu Shenghua's death was really caused by him?

Suddenly, Wan Yang seemed to think of something, and he reminded Feng Yu loudly, "Brother Feng, be careful with his hoe!"

Hearing this voice, Feng Yu looked at the hoe in Tian Ermiao's hand.

Tian Ermiao said, "Don't worry, this hoe won't be used against you."

Feng Yu's face turned ugly, and he could tell that Tian Ermiao didn't think it was necessary to use a hoe.

"I was underestimated."

Feng Yu stretched out his arms.

He, Feng Yu, was ranked among the top ten elite disciples, no matter whether he was in Liuhemen or outside Liuhemen, he had never been looked down upon so much.

Being valued all the time is very easy to make people feel proud.

However, this pride was trampled underfoot by Tian Ermiao's words.

I'm a little annoyed.

Feng Yu kept a smile on his face, but the smile was a bit ugly.

Seeing Feng Yu's face, the female disciples who had arrived were all very angry.

"Why do you underestimate Brother Feng?"

"Yes, what skills do you have!"

"Is it because you know you are going to die, so you broke the jar?"

Hey, Feng Yu thinks this junior sister talks a lot.

Once, he looked better.

"Okay, I'll take the shot, I hope you don't use the hoe."

Feng Yu said: "When monks fight with a hoe, it will be like a fight between farmers. So, how indecent?"

Feng Yu stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

The sword looked ordinary.

However, the disciples of Liuhemen all know that this is a spiritual weapon, an excellent spiritual weapon.

Moreover, Feng Yu rarely took out this sword, but taking it out this time shows that Feng Yu's heart is not fair.

"Spiritual artifacts can be seen everywhere, and the ancient earth is extraordinary." Tian Ermiao thought.

"Eat my sword."

Feng Yu went away with his sword in hand, and when he got close to Tian Ermiao, his wrist flicked.

That sword has changed, one into two, two into four, four into eight...'

In an instant, there were countless long swords in front of Tian Ermiao.

"Phantom Sword, one of the sword skills of Liuhemen."

Feng Yu said a word, and then clapped his left hand on his right.

Snapped!
All those countless swords were under his control.

Whoosh...

The sound of piercing the sky makes the ears numb and shakes the soul.

I saw that the long swords exuding a strong sword glow came to the sky.

The tips of the swords were all pointing down, aiming at Tian Ermiao below.

"With the phantom sword, there is no need to use magical powers."

With Feng Yu's pinch, countless sharp swords fell down.

That formation, like the rain of swords falling from the sky, made people tremble with fear.

(End of this chapter)