Super Small Farmer

"Huh, the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, is that enough?"

Yang Tao saw Taito coming towards him, and he did not evade, slowly extending a hand. In front of the middle-aged man, there was an electric glow in his hand, and the flame rose.

Just like that, he went straight and grabbed the sword.

Boom!

The power of thunder spread across the middle-aged man. How domineering the thunder-repelling technique of the Heavenly Master is. Although Yang Tao only used the eighth layer of Qi Condensation to start, he was still powerful when he completely bombarded the middle-aged man who underestimated Yang Tao from the beginning.

The man wanted to bring his invigoration to stop him, but he was still a little late. The power of thunder was completely integrated into the opponent's body, and it began to destroy wildly.

"Zizzi~"

On the other side, the icy breath of the sword in Yang Tao's hand continued to spread. Following the blade, it climbed onto Yang Tao's arm.

However, with the power of the flame in Yang Tao's hand and the power of thunder, the icy air immediately dissipated.

At the same time, Yang Tao's other hand did not stop. The technique in his hands continued to form, and he stomped hard.

"Draw the ground as a prison."

A huge golden cage, centered on Yang Tao, spread towards the surroundings. Even Taro Yanagi was included in the cage.

"hateful!"

The middle-aged man just wanted to resist, but Yang Tao didn't give him this opportunity. The power of painting the ground as a prison is immediately revealed.

The golden chain emerged from the bottom line and wrapped around the middle-aged man's body.

"you……"

"You better shut up!"

Yang Tao stepped to the front of the middle-aged man, and said very seriously and carefully:

"Remember, Huaxia, this is not where your Red Gang should come."

"Huh! Do you think that Huaxia today is still the same as Huaxia before?"

The middle-aged man kept shaking his body, and the true energy in his body was constantly turning. But it still doesn't work. The power of drawing the ground as a prison can suppress the opponent for a period of time.

Moreover, before the man, Yang Tao has already begun to draw charms from the sky.

"You don't need to think about these. If it didn't work for you, I would have killed you already."

After a golden light shone, a Fulu formed, Yang Tao opened his palm, pressed the Fulu, and printed it towards the middle-aged man's forehead.

At the same time, without anyone noticing it, a dark breath was sent into the middle-aged man's forehead by Yang Tao secretly following the Fulu.

"Dalang Yanagi, I just gave you a chance."

Yang Tao turned around with a smile, and the surrounding paintings were the power of the prison, and golden chains appeared, spreading towards Da Lang Yanu.

"Haha, have you forgotten? I said, in fact, if you don't come, it is the best choice. At this moment, you still think that I am the same as that person?"

Dalang Yanagi said with a grin, just like that, letting the golden chains wrap around his arms and thighs.

"In my opinion, you and him seem to be no different?"

Yang Tao smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and his spiritual consciousness was completely released. Dalang Liusheng, but a super soldier, is his main body at this moment, and Yang Tao doesn't know what kind of abilities he possesses.

"Oh? It seems that I should let you know that I am amazing!"

Squeak~

Dalang Yagyu still had a charming smile, but he took a step forward. This step looks very difficult.

Because his arms and thighs are all **** with golden chains, restricting his movements.

But now, those golden chains were pulled alive by Da Lang Yanagi, and pulled up to one side.

"This is your biggest reliance, but unfortunately, it still doesn't work. Sometimes the perception of strength cannot be easily compensated."

Click~

Boom!

As Dalang Yagyu took this step, the golden chains were torn apart by him.

He still hugs his hands in front of him, and the corners of his mouth are full of sarcasm. As if the power that just painted the ground as a prison, in his eyes, it is like a child's toy.

"Now, do you know the difference between us?"

not good!

Dalang Yanagi, moved!

When he said the "difference", the whole person suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Do not! Not disappearing, but his speed is too fast.

Soon, people's eyes can't catch it for a while.

Bang bang bang!

At the same time, there was a muffled noise on Yang Tao's body.

The simplest fist was completely relying on the power of the flesh to continuously bombard Yang Tao's body. Everything happened too suddenly.

Yang Tao was only able to subconsciously stop it, and even a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Tao, now, do you understand what I mean?"

Boom!

Dalang Yanagi casually struck a fist against the railing of the cage on one side, and the railing suddenly burst.

S~

That's the power to paint the ground as a prison. Even the middle-aged man on one side can't easily break free. And Dalang Yanagi has such power.

"this is……"

"Yes, it's the blood that the people of the first group received from the Western Holy See people last time!"

Dalang Yanagi didn't hide the slightest, and directly told Yang Tao where the genes in his body came from. That time, it was an elixir auction. On Hong Kong Island!

Later, Yang Tao never found the blood and where he went. Unexpectedly, in the end, the people of the island nation got it.

"The current me, just physical strength, can completely kill you."

Dalang Yanagi enjoys the feeling at the moment very much. In his eyes, Yang Tao is almost a child. It is simply vulnerable, and there are spells, so what?

Xu Bai said how powerful the spells of the Celestial Master Dao were, but if he wanted to, the other party would never have the opportunity to use that spell.

Because at this moment, the strength and speed possessed by his physical body can completely crush the opponent.

"Huh! Do you think this will kill me? Huo Ze!"

The golden painting is a prison and disappears instantly. At the same time, the sea of ​​fire spread from the soles of Yang Tao's feet.

bump!

A huge bombardment hit Yang Tao's body again.

Snapped!

Yang Tao flicked a sharp light across his eyes, and clasped his arms tightly around Dalang Liu Sheng who had just come to attack him.

"Huh? Do you really think that you can hold me until your sea of ​​fire melts me?"

Dalang Yanagi didn't seem surprised at all, and he didn't panic at all. Yang Tao's behavior in exchange for a chance to kill himself at the cost of his own injury has long been seen through by him.

He just wanted to use such a posture to break free for life, and tell Yang Tao with facts that everything was in vain in the face of absolute power.

"You're right, but the ultimate move is not this sea of ​​flames."

Yang Tao gave a weird smile, and Da Lang Liu Sheng frowned. On the other hand, the middle-aged man who was originally trapped by the power of painting the ground as a prison, just after Yang Tao revoked the power of painting the ground as a prison, the middle-aged man who was released suddenly appeared in his hand with a cold breath, and instantly raised his hand and launched an attack. But the goal is...