Super Small Farmer

"Damn, what power is this?"

Gera snarled, he had never thought that Yang Tao's slap was so terrifying. No matter how hard he resists, the palm of his hand just falls down at a constant speed without any rush or slowness.

"Damn it, this **** did it on purpose."

How he didn't understand that this was Yang Tao who wanted to impress himself deeply, so that he could not forget this scene in the future.

The round table glowed dimly, trying to stop it. If it is in the heyday of Gera, it is not difficult. But now, it doesn't work.

The round table rotates on its own, but after meeting the big hands, it is like a waterwheel meeting a mountain. As if it was not a heavyweight, there were signs of breaking in an instant.

"Yang Tao, you... **** it, since you are going to die, let's die together."

"The round table in nothingness, come down."

Gera patted his chest suddenly, and blood spurted out. In front of him, the condensation became a peculiar symbol.

The symbol seems to be a way to guide something in the dark.

Wow~

The sky was suddenly completely dark at this moment.

"No, that's a round table."

The saint son of blood cried out, where is the sky dark. Obviously a huge round table appeared in the sky, covering the sky, leaving the sky in its shadow.

"Humph, nothing more."

Yang Tao released golden light from his eyes, and he immediately saw through all of this.

If it was the main body of the round table, then Yang Tao would not care about anything at this moment, and would immediately use the fastest speed to escape.

But now, just a phantom, he is naturally fearless.

"Gera, I will let you see how powerful I am."

The world of law!

Yang Tao's body suddenly rose up, and in just a short time before he could breathe, he had become a giant with the size of hundreds of meters.

Moreover, he didn't stop, he was still getting bigger.

"A phantom also wants to suppress Lao Tzu? What a joke."

Yang Tao raised his fist, a hazy light shrouded his whole body. Facing the huge phantom in the sky, he fisted fiercely.

Boom!

The fist touched the phantom, as if bombarding the entity. A deafening sound, with a terrifying air wave, rolled back towards the surroundings.

Click!

Unexpected things happened, and there was a slight cracking sound, and then came out of the contact area, and spread towards the surroundings.

"what?!"

"how can that be!"

The saint son of the blood family and Gera Hanmao stand upside down, they all sucked in cold breath, looking at the sky incredibly.

The huge figure, like a **** or devil, stood in their eyes.

The huge shadow of the sky, at this moment, there has been a slight light. In that place, there was actually broken.

Click~

Booming~

Immediately afterwards, like the Yellow River bursting its dyke, countless rays of light once again penetrated the huge shadow and enveloped the earth.

Wow!

Gera couldn't hold it anymore, covering his chest with both hands, spurting blood in her mouth frantically.

"You... Yang Tao, you..."

His face was full of shock, looking at the tall figure in front of him like a monster.

For the first time, this was the first time that his magical power was broken.

Moreover, it is still so simple and rude. Even, the power of the round table has not had time to show, and the shadow of the round table has not yet fully formed.

In this way, it was broken.

What shocked him most was that the other party just used a fist. Like a reckless man, he swiped a circle at the sky and got his most powerful supernatural power.

"You, what other means?"

Yang Tao slowly dropped his head and looked down at Gera. Although he didn't have a breath to release from his body, it brought Gera the pressure like a great mountain.

This is the accumulated power of that punch just now.

At this moment, Gera's face looked like white paper; the original ecstasy damage has not yet been eliminated, and this supernatural power has just been used by a strong action, which is already far-fetched.

Now it has been backlashed, where is there any strength to resist.

"Humph, kill or slash, whatever."

Gera had a bitter hatred in his heart and a grim face, but he also knew that he was planted this time.

"Kill you? Hehe, you think too much."

The saint son of the blood race came to Gera like a dead dog with a continuous sneer.

"what?!"

Gera was confused, and didn't know what the saint of blood meant. But soon, he understood. Because Yang Tao has changed back to his original size, he poked his hands enthusiastically and came to his side.

One by one the restraining laws were constantly being penetrated into his body, and Guerra felt nothing unexpected about this. Since you didn't kill yourself, then suppress yourself is certain.

But when he saw Yang Tao take out the pill, then shattered it into gas with his true essence, and was imprinted into his body, he was not calm:

"Damn it, Yang Tao, what are you doing?"

"You, you, you... what do you want to do?"

Yang Tao didn't bother to talk to each other, but the saint of blood on one side spoke with sympathy:

"Ann, it's just some means. Just get used to it, just get used to..."

Seeing the face of the saint of blood coming over, Gera was stunned again:

"You guys, don't you join hands?"

"Join up with peat, do you think this **** will join hands with Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is...like you, suppressed."

Sure enough, the Sanguinated Son now felt that he was not as embarrassed as before, after all, even Gera had been suppressed.

As if he was suppressed, it was not so embarrassing.

"what?!"

"Don't you understand, all this is basically Yang Tao deliberately set the game to arrest you."

"And don't worry, he won't kill you. This **** doesn't know why, he is hooked on kidnapping. But you have to be careful of the good things of your family."

As a person who came by, the Saint Son of the Blood Race naturally taught him carefully and told him everything he knew.

"Then you still..."

Guerra really wants to scold his mother, if that's the case, why don't you tell Lao Tzu secretly so that Lao Tzu can be with you, maybe there is hope.

"Damn, you actually threatened me with my sister, how can you let Lao Tzu cooperate with you?!"

Hearing the words of the saint son of blood, Gera wanted to cry. Made for this reason.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, Yang Tao patted the back of Ge La's head vigorously, and said triumphantly:

"Okay, it's a lot of time to reminisce about the old days. Now, you quickly lead Lao Tzu to bring everyone else out."

"What?! You...what do you want?"

Seeing Yang Tao still unsatisfied, Gera's heart jumped wildly.

"Is it stupid? For such a good business, Lao Tzu wants everyone to make a single order. Maade, let you be polite, and finally shot Lao Tzu! Hurry up, don't force Lao Tzu to be strong."

Yang Tao's evil spirit threatened...