The Talented Divine Farmer

"Hahaha ... Young master, do you want to charge a pet?"

"Hey ... This Dape is very beautiful, not a pet is also good."

"Hey ... Young master, you are too big, make your hand, take him, pull some feathers, do fan."

Three teasings once again excitedly, their faces were full of arrogance, and also filled with contempt.

What is the peak, and Zhang Bin, what is it?

"The little tree demon is getting more and more arrogant, dare to be so arrogant in front of the King of the Jin-winged Pengpean?"

"Nima, the little tree demon is not self-strength."

"Sitting on the golden winged Peng Wang taught the small tree demon, crushed him, not, swallowed him."

"..."

Many demon giant faces are not dare to confuse the color, and then they have been despise.

Even even Betty's face has also floated the frightened expression. Her beauty is also shooting a strange light, and it is brought to Zhang Bin's face. How can I not move?

Look carefully, you can see that she is hidden in the depths of the eyes, of course, I have worry.

Although Betty knows that Zhang Bin is very powerful, she still does not think Zhang Bin can defeat the gold-winged king of 800,000 years. This is a super powerful giant, which is her Betty, and there is no victory to defeat him.

Zhang Bin only cultivated to the middle demon and the realm is too much.

"Small tree demon, give me death!"

The face of Jin-winged Pengwang slammed the extreme anger, and a feather on his wings suddenly fell off, with a murderous murderous, like a light flame, to Zhang Bin's eyes.

"call out……"

The golden light is broken, the sound is very hard.

The murderous rolling, and the sky is swept.

This momentum is really horrible.

King King, King, is not a simple monster. He tried his feathers into a super powerful magic weapon. Any feathers can show horrible killings.

"Hahaha ... I really started, the little tree demon will become a corpse."

Many demon giant shouted excitedly, and their faces were filled with color.

The little tree demon does not know how to live, dare to provoke the Wingspeng King, what else can you?

Seeing this feathers will shoot into Zhang Bin's eyes.

Zhang Bin's manual, gently lifted, two fingers explored, gently one clip.

...

The harsh sound sounded, the sparks were taken.

Then the feathers are still stationary, and there is no move between the two fingers of Zhang Bin.

"How can this be?"

All the demon giant faces are full of shock, and the eyes are big enough to limit.

I can't believe my eyes.

Octopus king, the ancestors of the monkey, the face of the electric king also floated the color of the surprise.

You must know that Jin-winged Wang, who has just arrived here, is a permanent experience, wearing a mountain with a feather hole, putting a transparent huge cave.

That strength is very shocking.

However, such a horrible feathers have been clamped by Zhang Bin with two fingers.

"Not good, this is a super master, no quarantine me too much."

The face of the Jin-winged Pengwang, the first time, he realized Zhang Bin's power.

Nor, no longer look at Zhang Bin.

However, his face still floated a faint laugh, and his mouth is also shouting: "..."

His voice just fell, and the feathers clamped by Zhang Bin quickly became growing quickly, and the sharp feathers were like a sharp knife, and they got into Zhang Bin's neck.

"call out……"

The sound is scream, and the murder is rich.

Such an attack is simply unfair, and anyone is expected.

If you can't avoid it, it is really possible to be under the head of your head.

Everyone and demon look at the shocking gaze, watching this don't have a big war.

Seeing that feathers are going to Zhang Bin's neck, Zhang Bin drove: "Decide!"

The feathers who kill the past were imprisoned. That is not moving.

This is of course the magical application of space.

Now Zhang Bin's soul is condensed out of 3,100 guidelines, strong, and his mental strength is of course high, so that his spatial abilities are flying.

Even under the action of Zhang Bin's space, the feathers slowly bent back and recovered.

Even Zhang Bin's hair can't hurt.

"Good guy, the little tree demon is strong, it seems that the strength of the top-level demon fights."

Many demon giant have issued a shocking voice.

"Long Wen, you are really too late, this is only one year, you are so much bigger."

Betty's face flew out of the flower smile, it seems to be happy.

Two maids and autumn moon are of course excited and exciting. Their beauty is also a gaze, projection in Zhang Bin, and must not move.

One year ago, they got along with Zhang Bin for a month.

Zhang Bin did not have any shelves, Wen Wenya, who loved them, never barely.

Such a genius teenager is the ideal judge in their minds.

Originally, they worried that Zhang Bin had a loss in front of such a powerful giant, and reminded him now, but now I am so worried, because he is really powerful, even if you can't defeat those top-level demon, there should be a life-saving ability.

Zhang Bin raised this feathered and bowed in detail.

This feathers have more than ten meters long, and the head is sharp, and it is emitted to a sharp breath.

And the feathers are also sharp as knives.

But it can be chopped as a knife.

"This gift I received."

Zhang Bin said faintly. His spiritual power will take out, instantly enter the feathers, erase the old imprint of the Golden Wings Peng Wang, and also wi many of the array of words that he can't see the eyes. Then his debut is also invested in, quickly building a new method, and then he refines the feathers, turned into his own magic weapon.

Then he looked at the golden winged king of a little bit, and smiled and said: "Come on, you will also pick me up."

His voice just fell.

The feathers in his hand moved, and it turned into a golden light, with a rich to the ultimate murder, lightning, lightning to the chest of the golden-winged Pengwang.

...

The space is broken, and a black hole appears.

In the blink of an eye, the feathers came to the front of the Jin-winged Pengwang.

Jin-winged Peng Wang angry, his right hand suddenly lifted, two points like steel, like Zhang Bin, as Zhang Bin.

...

The harsh sound is ringing.

Spark splash.

However, he couldn't put the feathers, and the feathers were easily flying from his two points and screed quickly.

I have been shot on his chest.