Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 943 What a Simple Thing

Tian Ermiao hid the black sword and suppressed Tianzhu swordsmanship, because she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

However, now, the spare flying swords are all broken.

Since the original space ring was in Wu Zhou's hands, Tian Ermiao found that there was no magic weapon available.

So……

The black sword was summoned and appeared in his hand.

They're all threatened, what else is there to hide?

"Your sword..." The old man in sackcloth shrank his pupils.

"I see greed in your eyes." Tian Ermiao said.

"Your sword is the best sword I have ever seen in my life." The old man in sackcloth stared at the black sword.

"It opened your eyes, I'm really not happy." Tian Ermiao shook her head.

"Not only do I want to open my eyes, this sword is mine now."

These words came out of the mouth of the old man in sackcloth, very natural.

When the people in the stands heard it, many people felt that it should be taken for granted, well, this sword should belong to the old man in sackcloth.

Tian Ermiao laughed, and lowered her head.

He turned his head slowly, his eyes fell on the body of the black magic bull, and then he looked at the bottomless pot in the hand of the old man in sackcloth, "I haven't got what I want, yet you hit my sword!" Got an idea."

"The bottomless pot is mine, the two horns and the spirit core of the Black Demon Bull are mine, and the sword in your hand..."

The old man in sackcloth interrupted him, "It will all be mine."

"Okay." Tian Ermiao shook her head.

"Are you going to give up?" The old man in sackcloth smiled.

"All my life I have never known what giving up is."

Tian Ermiao said: "Your life is mine."

"Life is mine..."

Tian Ermiao's voice echoed on the fighting platform and the stands.

There are not many people in the entire Sparrow City who dare to say such a thing in front of the old man in sackcloth.

All eyes were on Tian Ermiao, they all wanted to see the source of Tian Ermiao's words of confidence.

That pitch-black eye-catching sword?

"Hey……"

The old man in sackcloth sighed softly, and he lifted the bottomless pot high, "Let's put away your sword first, and see how confident you are."

call……

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the spout of the bottomless pot became extremely huge, like the bloody mouth of a spirit beast.

Furthermore, powerful suction is emitted.

It seemed that the sword in Tian Ermiao's hand and Tian Ermiao were about to be sucked in.

"See how much resistance you have!" the old man in sackcloth shouted.

"Then you look good."

Tian Ermiao raised his black sword slowly, and stabbed forward suddenly.

One sword yin and yang!
Seeing black and white, the old man in sackcloth laughed loudly: "Just now your attack was swallowed by the bottomless pot, is it useful to use it now?"

Tian Ermiao ignored it, he raised his left hand, stretched out two fingers, put them together, and touched the black sword.

bass!bass!
Black and white burst out.

It changed shape instantly in mid-air.

A black sword and a white sword are formed.

The two swords are so sharp that it hurts your eyes if you look at them.

The old man in sackcloth opened his eyes, he was shocked by the power of Tian Ermiao's sword.

At the same time, why did he feel a little familiar.

For a while, I couldn't think of where I saw it.

when!
At this time, the black sword and the white sword hit the bottomless pot.

This time, the enlarged spout of the bottomless pot did not swallow the attack, but the black and white sword turned into the bottomless pot.

hum!
A muffled sound came out.

The bottomless pot escaped the control of the old man in sackcloth.

The bottomless pot flew high into the sky.

And the old man in sackcloth was shocked back again and again.

"This……"

No one could understand, Tian Ermiao knocked the bottomless pot flying with a single sword, and knocked back the old man in sackcloth, it's incredible!

Wang Qing stood up abruptly, she couldn't believe it, and didn't dare to believe it.

Gong Congyun and Yan Qishui looked at each other, and they saw shock in each other's eyes.

Gong Congyun murmured to himself: "Liu Guaiguai's eyesight is vicious!"

At this moment, the sackclothed old man on the battle platform stopped backing up, and he jumped into the air to grab the bottomless pot.

"Can you catch it?"

Tian Ermiao raised her arm and moved her fingers back and forth.

The dragon capture technique was used.

The bottomless pot was about to be caught by the old man in sackcloth, but the bottomless pot flew towards Tian Ermiao.

It was extremely fast.

For a moment, the old man in sackcloth did not react.

Even after he fell to the ground, he didn't know what happened.

"Dragon Capture Technique..." Yan Qishui was shocked.

Then, his expression changed dramatically, "He is the one who killed Xu Muming..."

"What did you say?" Gong Congyun looked at Yan Qishui.

Yan Qishui hurriedly said: "It's nothing, I was just scared by his attack."

"Hmm." Gong Congyun took a deep look at Yan Qishui, and then turned his gaze back to the battle platform.

The old man in sackcloth took a deep breath, his eyes did not look at the bottomless pot, but at Tian Ermiao, "Your swordsmanship makes me feel a little familiar."

"Hmm..." Tian Ermiao narrowed her eyes, wouldn't she be seen out so quickly?

"It's just that I can't think of where I saw it, but the method you used to snatch my bottomless pot... Hehe."

The old man in sackcloth actually laughed.

Tian Ermiao's eyes narrowed very deeply.

"There are two members of the Loose Cultivation Alliance here, but don't worry, I won't let them hear." Said the old man in sackcloth.

"Really." Tian Ermiao stared at the old man in sackcloth, "It seems that you still have confidence and don't want me to fall into the hands of the Loose Cultivation Alliance."

"Do you think you can use the power of the bottomless pot by taking away my bottomless pot?" The old man in sackcloth laughed mockingly.

"Can't use it?"

Tian Ermiao lowered her head slightly.

"impossible!"

The old man in sackcloth suddenly changed his color, and he yelled, "Why did you make me lose contact with the bottomless pot?"

"Just erase it, what a simple matter." Tian Ermiao replied.

"Erase..."

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, it would be weird if it was as easy as Tian Ermiao said.

The bottomless pot is his natal magic weapon and is closely related to him.

How can it be so easily erased contact?

Because it is the magic weapon of fate, the old man in sackcloth has suffered a backlash, and he is trying his best to control it.

How could Tian Ermiao miss such a great opportunity?
"Don't pretend to be okay, you are suffering now."

Tian Ermiao swung his sword, the sword energy overflowed, and then condensed in the air, forming a huge transparent sword.

Because the giant sword was too long, it touched the top of the iron cage, and the formation above the iron cage was suddenly shattered.

"Wow……"

There was a series of exclamations.

The spectators in the stands basically knew how powerful the formation on the battle platform was, so they were destroyed just like that?
How powerful is this sword?
The spectators can't feel it, and they can't imagine it.

And the old man in sackcloth under the giant sword felt it deeply.

He felt threatened with death.

There was a huge change in his eyes, he pointed at the sword in Tian Ermiao's hand and shouted: "It's Zhu Tian..."

(End of this chapter)