Best little divine farmer

Tang Yifan's body felt numb and extremely painful under the vibration frequency.

It's like being scratched by thousands of flying knives and stabbed by countless poisonous needles.

"Damn, the body has lost consciousness and can't move."

Tang Yifan was affected by the crack vibration within the attack range of this powerful sword. He immediately felt the strength of this force.

At this time, the body is unable to move.

"Ha ha ha. Tang Yifan, you and I are all third-order practitioners, but your strength is under me. Let's die. "

Luocha scar face see Tang Yifan can't move, sneer.

At this time, luochashura and others are waiting to see Tang Yifan cut to death by the scar face of luochashura, and his face is full of evil smiles.

However, it was at this time that Luocha scar face raised the sword again, and the powerful sword turned it into a sword and stabbed Tang Yifan's heart.

Tang Yifan's figure suddenly returned to normal.

His hands suddenly closed, and he caught the sharp sword.

And dead can not move, as if it is fixed to the hands of Tang Yifan.

"Well, what's the situation? Why can you move again? Aren't you affected by my batian avalanche? Even if the operation is resumed, it should not be so fast. "

That Luo Cha scar face, at this time on the face had a touch of panic.

Originally, this sword was determined to kill Tang Yifan, but at this time, his own sword fell into Tang Yifan's hands, and no matter how much power he used, he could not take it back.

"You're right, you and I are all third-class strength, but haven't you heard a word? Since ancient times, evil can never be good. Sorry, that's how the script was written. I'm helpless, too. "

Tang Yifan had a sneer on his face. Then, his palms were blessed by Longyin boxing. His power was so terrible that he turned over his wrist.

There was only a bang.

The sword was broken by Tang Yifan.

What's more, Tang Yifan's power not only made the sabre broken, but also spread to the hands, arms, trunk and head of scar face.

Scar face's body, is also along with the click sound.

The skeleton of the whole body is broken together.

"What power is this? I don't accept... "

The color of panic on Luocha scar's face has not disappeared, and his eyes are still looking at the change of his body, angry and angry.

However, in the next moment, the body of scar face of Luocha will be as soft as mud.

He just passed out.

"You, damn it, dare to beat the scar face like this. I want you to pay with your life."

At the same time when scar face fell down, purple spirit, who had been watching the battle to preserve her strength, suddenly became angry.

The purple spirit was angry, and no longer could see the evil spirit on her body. On the contrary, a palpitating sense of killing appeared.

"Oh? You're going to kill me, too? Good, good. Don't worry. All of you have a share. Come one by one. "

Tang Yifan chuckled. The color on his face was not cut. Everyone present was upset.

However, although the second-order practitioners were angry and wanted to kill Tang Yifan, they did not dare to go forward.

"Hum, it's a bunch of rubbish. We have so many people. What are we afraid of? If you don't go up, I'll go up."

At this time, the red side of Shura who had been watching the battle behind the crowd gave a cold hum, and then his figure was even more fierce.

Shura red edge and the purple spirit both attack Tang Yifan.

When the red edge of Shura was pounding, an invisible evil spirit emerged. With the strong black Qi, it turned into a strong wind and swept away towards Tang Yifan.

And in the hands of purple charm, there is a cold light flashing. When you look at it, it is a small and exquisite crescent knife.

Originally, Tang Yifan was not afraid of the impact of these two three-level strong men.

But in the hand that sees this purple evil spirit is holding a crescent knife of palm size unexpectedly, immediately gulped to swallow saliva, feel oneself lower body chilly.

This big crescent knife was used by ancient people as eunuchs to castrate. This purple demon used crescent knife as her own weapon.

You can imagine how many good men have been harmed by this purple and charming mandarin duck bed.

"Tang Yifan, die for me. The wild geese are withering

That purple spirit burst to drink in the mouth, body shape extremely quick several turn over, didn't launch an attack to Tang Yifan at the first time, on the contrary rely on extremely fast speed, circle around Tang Yifan's body, want to avoid Tang Yifan's sight.

What's more, the crescent knife in purple spirit's hand turns flowers one after another. The light of the knife is dazzling, and Tang Yifan's vision is blurred.

While Tang Yifan was worried about the purple charm, the fierce wind and evil spirit of Shura red side had swept his face.

The wind evil spirit is like a horizontal tornado, carrying the scattered yellow leaves around. The eye of the wind stands out against Tang Yifan's appearance.

In the eye of the wind, the figure of Shura with red edge burst out.

Palm of the fist, fist strength with wind, straight toward Tang Yifan's face.

Tang Yifan felt that before the fist fell, if it really fell on his face, he was afraid that his beautiful face would be disfigured.

This is absolutely impossible.

In a moment, Tang Yifan was about to drop this fist. He suddenly lifted his breath and spewed out turbid air in his mouth. He burst out the power of Longyin boxing again.

The right hand becomes a fist, and a whole body of genuine Qi is added to the right fist. Longyin fist is awe inspiring to greet the fierce blow to the red edge of Shura.

"Hum, you've already released Longyin boxing before. Although it's powerful, I think it consumes a lot of Qi. I think you're the bow of a crossbow now. If you dare to fight me hard, you'll be successful. Let you know what is the real boxing

That Shura red edge cold hum a, the body shape carry of the strong wind evil spirit, unexpectedly at this moment all blessing to own fist strength above.

All of a sudden, the two fists collided, and a terrible wave came with it.

"Hum, you can resist my strength, but you don't have enough strength. It depends on who can hold on longer."

That Shura red side cold hum, a confident smile on the face.

However, Tang Yifan hit, but found that behind him, a chill suddenly approached.

"It's just this time. Even if you are strong, how can you resist a blow?"

Behind Tang Yifan came the voice of purple charm of Luocha.

With purple spirit's body shape, it flashed several times, close to Tang Yifan's body shape.