Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1718 You are sick and dead
"Elder Ren was killed by you, it was because he was not prepared, well, Ren Zhongben was a careless person."

With a gloomy face, Lu Yanhe shouted: "The hook is here the next day, don't pretend to be safe, and still want to kill me? After the death of Liuhemen, I will be fine."

"The road to immortality is just around the corner, but it's a pity that none of you have the chance to participate."

Then, Lu Yanhe let out a sharp whistle: "The next day the hook has its second form, stab!"

boo boo boo...

The next day, sharp black thorns emerged from the hook, densely packed.

Tian Ermiao's hand was holding the next day hook, and many black thorns came out from between his fingers, so what about the hand?
"Hahaha."

Lu Yanhe laughed loudly: "A young man is a young man. You don't know anything about the next day hook. Let me tell you what will happen if you get stabbed."

Obviously, the Great Elder and the others understood the consequences of being stabbed, and panic appeared in the eyes of the three Great Elders below.

The witch god above looked at it calmly. Looking at Tian Ermiao, he felt that something was wrong.

Lu Yanhe continued his words, "The thorn is called the soul thorn, and the second form of the next day hook can completely separate your body from the soul, and cause irreparable trauma to the soul."

Lu Yanhe smiled proudly: "Is Hedao far away from you now? Do you feel that the soul can't bear it?"

click!
What responded to Lu Yanhe was a voice, which came from the next day hook.

Lu Yanhe frowned, and then he saw a black thorn peeling off from the next day's hook.

Lu Yanhe opened his eyes.

"I really can't imagine a monk who is in harmony with the Tao will be so dependent on an external object."

As he said that, Tian Ermiao's hand moved again, and more black thorns separated from the next day hook.

Lu Yanhe was shocked.

Tian Ermiao continued: "This may show that you are not confident in yourself. If you are a monk who is not confident...you are still not confident after you have reached the Dao, your path will come to an end."

"Well, the road to immortality is of no use to you at all. Even if you set foot on the road to immortality, you can't walk a few steps. Since it occupies a spot, you might as well die."

More and more black thorns were broken off by Tian Ermiao's hands, just like peeling corn kernels.

Seeing the shock in Lu Yanhe's eyes, Tian Ermiao said coldly, "I don't know if I'm a semi-saint now?"

The word "half holy" came out of Tian Ermiao's mouth, and everyone who heard it was shocked.

The semi-sacredness Tian Ermiao mentioned was not about the realm of cultivation, but about the strength of the body.

"Half holy..."

Lu Yanhe kept shaking his head, "Even a semi-saint can't cause such damage to the next day hook..."

"You don't understand at all."

Tian Ermiao shook her head and said, "You don't need to understand."

"Nanzhi is in my Liuhemen, and you actually used despicable means to make her have a heart demon. Your actions have already declared your death."

The next day hook in Tian Ermiao's hand was broken into two by him forcefully.

puff!
Lu Yanhe opened his mouth and sprayed blood.

It's like being backlashed.

"I came here to talk about something." Lu Yanhe stared at Tian Ermiao and said.

"You don't need to say anything."

Tian Ermiao came to Lu Yanhe in a flash.

Tian Ermiao punched blankly.

In Lu Yanhe's eyes, there was no way to dodge this punch, and he didn't dodge it either.

boom!
The fist hit Lu Yanhe's head, and half of Lu Yanhe's head was smashed.

"I'm here on behalf of the Zongmen Management Committee to inform you that the [-]th Zongmen will be rated next month."

Although Lu Yanhe has only half of his head, his voice is quite loud.

"understood."

Tian Ermiao raised her fist again.

Lu Yanhe shouted in horror: "I'm here on behalf of the Zongmen Management Association, and I'm here to deliver news. You can't kill me. Ancient wars don't come here!"

boom!
Lu Yanhe's head disappeared, Tian Ermiao looked down, and said, "Great elder, I will announce a news later, saying that Lu Yanhe died of illness, let the sect management committee send another person to talk about the matter, because Lu Yanhe has no Explain clearly, and let the people from the Zongmen Management Committee bring Immortal Tea, Lu Yanhe's corpse polluted Liuhemen, and Immortal Tea is needed to clear away the turbidity."

What Tian Ermiao said, the people below didn't know how to describe it.

The Great Elder nodded subconsciously and said, "Okay."

"You died of illness." Tian Ermiao said.

Lu Yanhe has no head, but there is indeed a voice, "Sect Master Tian, ​​don't go too far..."

Man, the change is huge. Just now, he pronounced life and death to the people here, but now that he is about to die, he started calling Tian Zongzhu.

At this time, Lu Yanhe was also extremely ashamed and annoyed, because what Tian Ermiao told the Zongmen Management Committee was that Lu Yanhe died of illness, did any monks die of illness?Are there any fellow monks who get sick?This doesn't put Lu Yanhe in his eyes at all, and it also doesn't put the Zongmen Management Association in the eye!
"You let Nanzhi have a demon, I can't do too much." Tian Ermiao said.

"Make it up, I'll make it up." Lu Yanhe's voice sounded again.

"No need, because you have already died of illness."

Tian Ermiao raised her arms.

A trace of gray-black breath emanated from his arm, and those breaths floated into Lu Yanhe's body.

Unity is to combine various attributes in the body into one, of course, they can also be separated.

For example, now, what Tian Ermiao separates is the breath of hell.

The breath of hell that is not the eye of hell is obtained from Shendi Mountain.

It is powerful and destructive, but also frightening.

"what!"

Suddenly, Lu Yanhe let out a scream.

Lu Yanhe's headless body was all gray and black.

"Sect Master Tian, ​​Sect Master Tian, ​​please forgive me..."

No one wants to die, the higher the level of cultivation, the less one wants to die.

Hedao is already considered a rare existence on this continent, and he, Lu Yanhe, is a figure at the top of the continent, and he doesn't even want to die.

Facing the threat of death, he no longer cared about face and dignity, he kept shouting: "Sect Master Tian, ​​don't kill me, I can submit to you and help you fight against the Zongmen Management Council. , can be of great help to you.”

The gray and black on Lu Yanhe's body became more and more serious, but Lu Yanhe didn't hear Tian Ermiao's voice, his voice became even more panicked, "Sect Master Tian, ​​I can give you my soul blood!"

"Oh?"

Tian Ermiao was surprised.

Hearing the response, Lu Yanhe was overjoyed, and he hurriedly said, "Sect Leader Tian, ​​if you disperse the hellish atmosphere, I will give you soul blood right away."

"It's really hard to refuse the blood of the soul of the Daoist cultivator..." Tian Ermiao said.

"Sect Master Tian, ​​you have obtained my soul blood. I am your servant. I cannot violate your will. It is better than killing me. Sect Master Tian, ​​hurry up, my body will not be able to bear it anymore."

(End of this chapter)