Super Small Farmer

"who?!"

"Damn it, how did you come here."

The saint son of the blood race hadn't said much, the blood races below were already angry. Someone came to them silently, and they didn't even notice it. This matter was big.

"My lord, we...we..."

The man of kinship headed by him crawled on the ground, trembling all over. Because he can already think that the owner of this strange voice is likely to follow him.

But along the way, I didn't find it.

This is my fault and will be punished by Lord Son.

"Hehe... Do you want to be angry with such ants?"

Yang Tao sneered, deliberately using a contemptuous tone.

He also emphasized the word ‘ant’, because he knew that the arrogant Saint Son of the Blood Race and others had always only seen the existence of the young teacher.

As for the others, they are all ants.

And now, he actually took the initiative to meet the group of ants. They even need to rely on these ants to heal their injuries.

"who are you?!"

The blood of the saint son of the blood race swelled up, and it has been so long since the voice just appeared. None of these blood races found the source, so this person is not simple.

"Don't come out yet?"

He did it himself, and the effect immediately changed.

In the void, although Yang Tao had a hidden figure, in the eyes of the saint son of the blood race, there were still flaws to be found. His gaze was like a sharp sword, staring at the direction where Yang Tao was.

"Haha, Saint Child of the Blood Race, you are very powerful. It seems that you are not weak enough to die."

Yang Tao walked out of the void with an evil smile.

"It's you."

After seeing Yang Tao, the saint child of the blood family shrank, and he took a small step back subconsciously.

"Presumptuous, an Easterner, dare to follow him. Is he going to die?"

"Damn it, do you know who we are? Do you know who this is? Don't come down quickly and take the initiative to die?"

The other blood races didn't know Yang Tao, they looked like an oriental. They felt relieved in their hearts. Deep down in their hearts, the Orientals were all people who were abandoned by heaven, and they weren't their opponents at all.

Although spells are sometimes magical, they cannot make up for the shortcomings of other places.

They even thought that they could have a full meal and taste the taste of the blood of the Oriental.

I have to say that it is often such a weak family that is the saddest.

They cannot get the latest information and cannot fully grasp the opportunities of this world. Yang Tao was right in front of them, and they couldn't recognize it.

If they knew, the person in front of them was Yang Tao. Lend them some courage, they dare not speak like this.

"Hehe, your blood is really bloody."

Yang Tao smiled, instead of looking at the clamoring blood races, but looking at the saint son of the blood race.

"Damn it, it's damn, do you know what kind of existence this is? Huh, tell you, this is an existence of the same level as your young teachers in the East, you still dare to speak like this, it seems to be true I'm so impatient."

"To shut up!"

The saint son of the blood race was dark, this group of people was really stupid. And it's really shameful that he doesn't have the slightest eye power.

"Huh? Master Shengzi, I..."

"boom!"

The saint child of the blood race was very irritable and directly recovered, so that the blood man who planned to speak was turned into a cloud of blood, and his body was destroyed.

"Master Shengzi, you..."

The other blood races were all dumbfounded. What is this, Master Shengzi actually shot us. And it's still so decisive, without any sloppy things.

"Yang Tao, what do you want?"

Yang Tao? !

After hearing this name, all the blood races trembled together. They raised their heads shaking and looked at the man in the air.

This person turned out to be Yang Tao. That wicked demon!

Damn it, how could it be this demon? How could I wait for others to be so careless. Especially when they thought that someone from their family had said something to Yang Tao just now, they felt that their backs were numb.

Think of Yang Tao's methods, and then think of those who oppose Yang Tao. They felt that breathing was so laborious at this moment.

"What do you want? Hehe, don't you think this question is a bit idiot?"

Step by step, Yang Tao came to the other side.

"When you were at the cathedral, don't you know what you shameless people did?"

Yang Tao has a hideous face. People who don't know think that Yang Tao has been wronged.

"dead!"

The saint son of the blood race, just shot at this moment.

A **** light enveloped all the surrounding areas. There were countless sword qi rushing towards Yang Tao's body, while on the other side, a small and inconspicuous scarlet bat wanted to sneak away.

"Hehe, anyhow, you are also a holy son, why do you still use such naive methods?"

But at this moment, Yang Tao's figure appeared in front of the small scarlet bat, and stretched out his hand, trying to catch the bat.

"Damn it!"

The bat exploded in an instant, revealing the figure of the saint of blood.

"Unexpectedly, you are so weak now."

If the other party still has some resistance, it will definitely not use this method of escape. It should be a shame for them to run away in front of an ant.

"It looks like the two old servants of Master Yan are really scary."

Yang Tao sighed inwardly, then smiled and walked towards the saint son of the blood race.

"Huh, kill me if you can."

The Saint Son of the Blood Race was full of hardship, and he had never thought about such a situation.

"Kill you? How could it be possible, I'm not stupid."

Yang Tao's words stunned everyone. But the other blood races suddenly revealed a trace of understanding.

"Yang Tao, your choice is correct. This is our holy son. If killed, it will definitely bring you boundless disaster."

"Yes, since everyone hates the Holy See, it is better to stop making peace. Maybe we can achieve some kind of cooperation."

Such a self-righteous answer made the Saint Son over there darken again.

Damn, this is Yang Tao, is there anything he doesn't dare to. This bastard, since he didn't kill himself, he would never have any good ideas.

"Hehe, look, what a pure blood. When I looked at it, I suddenly thought you were so cute."

Yang Tao smiled and said sincerely:

"Don't worry, I am generally cold like a midwinter to the enemy, but I generally don't bother to take care of the unrelated personnel. So for you, I will not kill."

These words made the surrounding blood tribe look happy. But the saint child of the blood race, on the contrary, trembled...