Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 940
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In the green light, a sword light flashed.

The sword light fell, and a bright red blood burst out from Baishi.

boom!
The body of the three-legged eagle fell down.

The green fades away.

Tian Ermiao walked over and took out the three-legged eagle's spirit core.

"Don't open the door yet?"

Tian Ermiao came to the door.

Tian Ermiao's voice broke the silence in the Colosseum, and doubts erupted all of a sudden.

"what happened?"

"The poisonous gas didn't affect him? A sword cut off the head of the three-legged eagle..."

"how did you do that?"

"Who can see it, the green is too heavy."

"..."

"Here, 1000 Yuan Lingshi." Gong Congyun stretched out his hand.

Wang Qing looked in disbelief, she stood up and shouted: "Impossible, that's a three-legged sculpture, a three-legged sculpture from the central area!"

"The three-legged eagle's spirit core was taken away by Tian Ermiao, so, in terms of betting, you lost." Gong Congyun also had doubts in her heart, just like everyone else's doubts, but at this moment, she had to win it herself thing.

"Give you!"

Angrily, Wang Qing took out the spirit stone and threw it at Gong Congyun.

"Why isn't the door open yet?"

Indeed, the gatekeeper had no intention of opening the gate at all.

Tian Ermiao grabbed the iron rod on the iron cage with one hand, and he could easily break the formation and get out.

However, he didn't do that, he wanted to see what the Colosseum wanted to do.

The old man in sackcloth came over and said, "You are very good."

Tian Ermiao just looked at him.

The old man in sackcloth said again: "Based on your performance, the Colosseum plans to give you one more game."

His words surprised the people in the stands.

"Haha, fine."

"It's not allowed to fight continuously in normal times, but the Colosseum actually let him fight twice in a row. Do you think there are many second-order high-level spirit beasts?"

"Hehe, I guess it's not what you think."

"What's that like?"

"Whether it's the flame lion or the three-legged eagle, they are not ordinary spirit beasts. The spirit core was taken away by Tian Ermiao, so the people in the Colosseum have no resentment?"

"You mean, add another one, the Colosseum wants Tian Ermiao's life?"

"After all, the Colosseum is a profitable place. Some people have harmed their interests one after another. If it were you, wouldn't you take some countermeasures?"

"Speaking of which, it's a good show."

"It's a worthwhile trip, it's a worthwhile trip."

"..."

"Your Colosseum seems to be playing dirty tricks." Gong Congyun's eyes showed contempt.

"What kind of dirty trick? He came to the Colosseum to obtain the spiritual core. If he has the ability, he will continue to kill, and if he has no ability, he will die. Everyone who comes to the Colosseum to fight should have this awareness." Wang Qing said.

"Don't give people a chance to breathe, and fight one after another, isn't it a dirty trick?" Gong Congyun said.

"He didn't consume it just now." Wang Qing insisted on defending.

"Would you have consumed the green light just now if it was you?" Gong Congyun hummed lightly.

Wang Qing opened his mouth and wanted to continue to defend, but he didn't know what to say.

Go back to the fighting platform.

Tian Ermiao looked at the old man in sackcloth with calm eyes.

Although he didn't speak, his heart was like a mirror.

However, he came to the Colosseum for a purpose, of course one of the reasons was to comprehend the sword technique of Zhutian and obtain the spiritual core.

The old man in sackcloth looked at Tian Ermiao with a smile, "I am very confident in your swordsmanship..."

Tian Ermiao interrupted him, "Don't worry, I'll take it."

"Okay, a hero is a boy."

The old man in sackcloth yelled, "Black Demon Cow!"

Moo!
This cry shocked the entire battle platform.

Then, everyone saw a dark black magic bull in their eyes.

Many people became excited, "It turned out to be a black magic cow, my God, this is a spirit beast that is infinitely close to the third rank!"

"Look at the two horns on his head, come on me, it's sharper than a flying sword."

"The strongest attack of the black magic bull is not on the two horns. Have you seen its eyes? They are white and scary. It is said that they can release illusions, which can confuse monks."

"Anyway, it's really not in vain tonight."

"That's right!"

boom!boom!boom!
The black magic bull appeared in a corner of the iron cage, and it was restrained.

However, standing still, the ground trembled.

"Is this opponent still satisfied?" The old man in sackcloth asked with a smile.

"Black magic cow."

Tian Ermiao looked at the Black Demon Bull and said, "The spirit core of the Black Demon Bull is not very good, but the two horns are very useful."

"That's right, the horns of the Black Demon Bull are much better for refining flying swords than the sharp teeth of saber-toothed beasts." The old man in sackcloth said, "Many times, I almost couldn't resist picking one off to refine it. Flying sword."

"Then you have no chance."

Tian Ermiao smiled.

He really didn't expect to meet the Black Demon Bull in the Colosseum.

Even Tian Ermiao couldn't imagine how sharp the black sword would become if he used the black magic cow's cattle to further refine the black sword.

"It's a joke to still play the idea of ​​​​the black magic cow!"

Wang Qing snorted.

"How about we continue to bet?" Gong Congyun said.

"I'm not a gambler!" Wang Qing raised her face.

Gong Congyun curled her lips, but she did not continue to provoke Wang Qing.

Because she doesn't look good at Tian Ermiao anymore.

If it were her, she would not have the confidence not to be affected by the illusion of the black magic bull.

Moreover, after falling into the illusion of the black magic bull, it can basically be said to become a corpse.

However, when she saw Tian Ermiao's confident smile, she expressed some hope in her heart.

Looking forward to seeing how Tian Ermiao will face the illusion of the black magic bull.

Yan Qishui leaned forward slightly, and he also wanted to see how Tian Ermiao would respond.

The whole stand became quiet, and they all looked forward to the next battle.

"It seems that you are very confident." The old man in sackcloth said with a smile.

"I've never lacked confidence."

Tian Ermiao looked at the old man in sackcloth: "This time I have to say thank you."

"Oh..." The eyes of the old man in linen narrowed slightly.

"The two horns of the black magic bull are really useful to me."

Tian Ermiao licked her lips.

"That depends on your ability." The old man in sackcloth suddenly felt a little irritable.

At the same time, he also felt that if he looked at Tian Ermiao more, he would be more irritable.

It made him very uncomfortable.

He flicked his sleeves and left.

Tian Ermiao walked towards the center of the battle with the flying sword in hand.

As he walked, his wrists were still turning.

Feijian picked out a bunch of sword flowers, which are really beautiful.

Moo!
The black magic ox broke free from its restraints and ran wildly with its head lowered, intending to pierce Tian Ermiao with its two horns.

Don't think that the Black Demon Bull looks down on people.

The black magic bull has a characteristic, no matter how strong the opponent is, it will go all out.

In his eyes, releasing illusions is basically instinct.

Therefore, when it was next to Tian Ermiao, its head suddenly lifted up.

Two white lights shot out.

After seeing these two white lights, the people in the stands immediately felt that the iron cage became distorted and deformed, as if the inside was about to be stripped from here.

　200 million words, leave a footprint, ha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)