Super Small Farmer

Tear!

In the void, a small dagger suddenly appeared.

The dagger didn't know where it came from, so it shuttled through Void Thunder, without fear of the power of Void Thunder, and came directly above Yang Tao's head.

At the same time, the dagger glowed and cut slightly.

The sound of the objects being cut off suddenly spread to the surroundings. Yang Tao can clearly feel that his line of cause and effect is constantly being cut off.

"Holy One!"

"It's Lord Saint who made the shot!"

"Tear~ There is actually a saint who really pays attention here."

After seeing all this, the hearts of the three half-sages were surging. Unexpectedly, there are really saints paying attention.

Moreover, he directly cut Yang Tao's causal power.

But after thinking about it, the three and a half saints immediately panicked.

The half-holy meeting just now was backlashed, which was originally impossible. Since it appears, it means that their estimate is wrong.

Yang Tao has other causal implications.

Even the cause and effect of Buddhism might not be weaker.

Thinking of this, their backs were chilling. What secret is there on this little ant?

Creak~

"what?!"

"This... how is this possible!"

"That's a holy way."

Soon, as a burst of unpleasant voices appeared, the three semi-sages directly looked up. Under this look, they were surprised again.

On the dagger, there were jagged lines unexpectedly.

That line of cause and effect, like the hardest meteorite, the dagger could not cut smoothly.

Therefore, the dagger is constantly being worn.

The sage's methods can't cut off the causal power of the opponent. What is the situation?

Although Half Saint had the answer in his heart, he didn't dare to admit it.

Funny? A tiny ant has such a huge cause and effect. Nima, if it is a saint, they would believe it, but this is clearly an ant.

"who are you?"

The voice of the strange saint resounded again.

When the other party said this, he was obviously surprised.

An ant that has just turned into a celestial catastrophe? Impossible, even if it is a holy one, when I go to see Yang Tao at this moment, he will be focused on the fog and cannot be real.

Moreover, such a celestial calamity is not at all a person above the evildoer, who should appear when he becomes a god.

In the eyes of the saint, the person in front of him is definitely not Yang Tao.

At the very least, the causal power of the opponent is not right.

If we say that at the beginning, what I cut was Yang Tao's causal power. In the end, what just dulled his dagger capital was definitely not the causal power of this ant.

"Hehe, what, dignified saint, is it still because of the face that he can't get through, so he speaks like this?"

Tear~

When Yang Tao said this, the sound of cold breathing around him instantly filled.

That's a saint, this ant, where is the confidence to say to a saint like this?

"Hmph, Yang Tao! In my opinion, your growth trajectory is still the same. Do you really think that you can successfully survive the catastrophe?"

The saint didn't bother to entangle the problem, a ripple appeared in the void, and this hazy phantom walked out of it.

"I have seen Lord Saint!"

Everyone, even the three and a half saints, bowed directly towards that person.

"Yang Tao, facing me, do you still think you can successfully overcome the catastrophe?"

The words of the saint were very weak, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his tone. As if in Yang Tao's eyes, Yang Tao is like a cloud in the sky and a stone by the road, without any difference.

"Tsk tusk tusk...Actually, I want to say, facing me, do you feel fear?"

Yang Tao said with a smile, but the content of his words almost made everyone around him fall.

Damn it!

When will you pretend to be forced?

Facing a saint, would you dare to speak like this?

I'm afraid, even if you cross the Tribulation, you won't be able to safely cross the Tribulation. When the Holy One appears, the Heavenly Tribulation will definitely increase its power again.

This alone is enough to kill you countless times.

Now, you still dare to utter such arrogance.

"What's your expression? As a monk, don't you dare to put your minds bigger?"

Even Yang Tao was still teaching everyone.

"You are all lucky, because you can all witness a historical miracle."

Yang Tao waved his sleeves, placed one hand after goodbye, and placed the other in front of him, with a proud look all over his face.

"Today, you will see me! Yang Tao! How to slaughter the saint!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

Damn it, can this **** make a face.

At this time, even such a forced pretense.

Why is this, so that you can enjoy yourself?

Both angels and gods wanted to cover their heads and not look at Yang Tao. Even them can't stand it.

"Hey! How could this happen." The Young Master was covering his forehead, embarrassed to look over there.

Ya Di, this kid, it's this time, still such a toss.

"Grandma Di, can this kid be normal?"

Jianzi didn't get any better, but Chang Wuxue frowned:

"Senior Brother Younger, according to my understanding of Yang Tao, maybe... he really has a hole card and can do..."

He didn't believe this when he said it, but! Judging from his previous fights with Yang Tao, this **** will definitely not be a big talker.

"Well, since you are so confident, let me take a look at your hole cards." The saint's voice still didn't fluctuate much, and he spoke lightly.

"Okay, then you are optimistic. I'm still busy crossing the robbery, I can send you casually."

With that, Yang Tao's palm reappeared in the Buddha Kingdom.

"Buddha in the palm of your hand, if you want to rely on those blood races...huh!?"

The words of the saint hadn't fallen, and he frowned in an instant.

Eight rays of light suddenly rushed out from inside, shooting in eight different directions.

The eight-part and half-sacred breath constantly surging from eight directions.

"Eight withered bones, is your trump card?"

The saint spoke again, but what made everyone unable to calm down.

At this moment, the voice of the saint had obvious mood swings.

"how is this possible!?"

"I was a fairy king level just now, but now..."

"Half Saint?!"

The three semi-holy level powerhouses are almost collectively petrified.

These eight withered bones, they are all very familiar. Now it has directly crossed a level!

"It looks like you really have a hole card, but..."

The saint sneered, his hands had already begun to act, obviously his patience was limited, and he planned to shoot directly.

"Humph, today, it is us who killed the saint."

The ancient fairy king spoke, eight withered bones, moved in an instant...