Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 942 Shameless

boom!
The sword energy condensed into a giant sword in the sky.

The giant sword fell, the black magic bull fell to the ground, and the illusion disappeared.

"The black magic cow was killed..."

Many people stood up, all staring at the battle platform.

"The black magic cow is dead..." Wang Qing didn't blink her eyes, she shook her head slightly, she didn't believe it would end like this.

Gong Congyun didn't run on Wang Qing, she and Yan Qishui looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

The old man in sackcloth looked at the corpse of the black magic bull, his body trembled.

"You..." The old man in sackcloth was furious.

"I killed the black magic bull."

Tian Ermiao smiled: "Now, I'm going to take the two horns and spirit core of the Black Demon Bull."

call!
Like a wind.

The old man in sackcloth disappeared and appeared in front of Tian Ermiao.

"Shameless." Tian Ermiao shook her head, but there was no trace of fear on her face.

"I gave up this old face, and I want to kill you." The old man in sackcloth said in a deep voice.

"kill me?"

Tian Ermiao snorted.

"Do you think I can't kill you?" The sackclothed old man's clothes fluttered because of too much spiritual energy.

"Since you are shameless, why don't you even ask for your head."

According to Tian Ermiao's observation, the old man in linen clothes is stronger than Kang Liuwang, and much stronger.

However, Tian Ermiao is no longer the Tian Ermiao when he fought Kang Liuwang.

Although it was only for one day, his understanding of Tianzhu swordsmanship could be described as fast.

His soul is powerful.

When the soul is strong, it is much stronger than others in terms of understanding.

The point is that Tian Ermiao has 300 years of experience in the Endless Continent.

In some ways, those 300 years were not in vain.

There is no great achievement in Zhutian swordsmanship, but it has been achieved in a small way.

Even Xiaocheng's Tianzhu swordsmanship doubled Tian Ermiao's strength!

Therefore, he is not afraid of the old man in sackcloth.

"Don't be ashamed!"

The old man in linen waved his hand, and a palm print suddenly appeared on top of Tian Ermiao's head.

The palm prints pressed down fiercely, as if falling from the sky.

laugh!
The way Tian Ermiao responded was to stab the flying sword straight.

Tianzhu swordsmanship has the hope of piercing a hole in the sky.

Therefore, Tian Ermiao's sword directly pierced the palm print into a big hole.

Then, the palm prints disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

"What kind of swordsmanship do you use?" The old man in sackcloth shrank his pupils.

People in the stands were thinking the same thing.

They all saw that Tian Ermiao's most powerful skill was swordsmanship.

Therefore, they were all curious and interested in Tian Ermiao's swordsmanship.

However, Tian Ermiao shook her head extremely dissatisfied.

What is dissatisfied is not the power of this sword, but the flying sword.

If it was replaced by a black sword, Tian Ermiao believed that the palm prints would be scattered when the black sword did not touch the palm prints.

Slightly regretful.

Tian Ermiao's appearance fell into the eyes of the old man in hemp clothes, and he felt ridiculed.

"Good boy!"

The old man in sackcloth clapped his palm again.

Then came the second palm, the third palm...

The old man in sackcloth struck out his palm quickly, the speed was astounding.

Moreover, the power of each palm is incomparably astonishing.

The palm prints that were slapped completely overlapped and turned into a thick slap.

Still falling from the sky.

Tian Ermiao responded in the same way as before, he raised his flying sword high.

laugh!
boom!
Thick palm prints fell down.

Make a deep hole in the ground.

There is a formation on the battle platform, which is to prevent attacks from causing damage to the battle platform.

But now, the battle platform has become like this, which shows how strong the attack power of the old man in sackcloth is.

So, what about Tian Ermiao who was hit?
Tian Ermiao stood in the deep pit, still maintaining the posture of holding the flying sword high.

"do you died?"

Someone said it.

"No! He moved!"

Tian Ermiao raised his head slightly, his hair was a little messy, his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was a little angry!
"Hmm..." The pupils of the old man in sackcloth shrank again.

"You made me feel pain." Tian Ermiao said so.

The old man in sackcloth subconsciously took a step back.

"It shouldn't be like this." Tian Ermiao said something the old man in sackcloth couldn't understand, "I was hit by your attack in order to hide it, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

"It means that my mood has been affected."

"That's because your cultivation is not enough!" the old man in sackcloth shouted.

"Isn't it enough?" Tian Ermiao walked towards the old man in sackcloth, "It's because my heart is not going my way."

"That's still due to insufficient cultivation!" The old man in linen stared at Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao shook his head, he said: "My heart is not going my way, I need to kill!"

"Kill me?" The old man in sackcloth smiled softly.

"kill you!"

Tian Ermiao swung a sword, a move of Yin and Yang.

Black and white appeared and hit the old man in sackcloth.

The old man in sackcloth saw two colors, and his expression suddenly became dignified.

Therefore, he dare not be careless.

A small teapot appeared in his hand.

when!
The old man in sackcloth patted the small teapot with one hand.

hum!
The spout of the teapot suddenly became larger and made a strange sound.

That tendency was to suck in the attack from Tian Ermiao.

Sure enough, black and white entered the teapot.

"Ok?"

Tian Ermiao's expression changed.

when!
The old man in sackcloth slapped the small teapot again, and said, "This is a bottomless pot, which means it is like a bottomless pit, it can hold anything."

"Of course, you can also call it an invincible pot. With him, many attacks will be useless."

"Bottomless Pot..."

Tian Ermiao stared at the small teapot and said, "Things for leisure, can you really devour anything?"

"You can continue to attack." The old man in sackcloth was full of confidence.

laugh!
Tian Ermiao swung a sword.

The sword energy flew out and was swallowed by the bottomless pot.

"it is good!"

Tian Ermiao's eyes were bright.

"Looking at you, you seem to have taken a fancy to my bottomless pot." The old man in sackcloth sneered.

"That's right, I've taken a fancy to your pot, so it's mine." Tian Ermiao said as it should.

"Young people just don't have the right mentality. This is a common problem of most geniuses. It seems that you are the same."

The old man in sackcloth said: "Don't talk about the bottomless pot, you can't take anything from the black magic cow, and you can't get out of the iron cage either!"

"I hold a bottomless pot, what can you do to me?"

The old man in sackcloth held the bottomless pot in one hand, and slapped Xiangtian Ermiao with the other.

boom!
The palm of the hand hit it out, as if the space was taken away.

laugh!
Tian Ermiao swung a sword.

Sure enough, the sword energy was sucked away by the bottomless pot.

What was also sucked away was the power attached to the flying sword.

bass!
The flying sword hit the palm of the old man in sackcloth.

when!
Feijian Keane made two cuts.

Tian Ermiao backed out abruptly.

"Hehe." The old man in sackcloth smiled, "Your strength lies in your swordsmanship. Now that the flying swords are all destroyed, let me see what else you can do."

"is it?"

A trace of determination flashed in Tian Ermiao's eyes!
(End of this chapter)