Super Small Farmer

"Damn it, what kind of power is this?"

Guerra growled, he never thought that Yang Tao's slap would be so terrifying. No matter how much I resisted, the palm came down at a constant speed, neither in a hurry nor slow.

"Damn it, the bastard did it on purpose."

How could he not understand that Yang Tao wanted to leave a deep impression on himself so that he would not be able to forget this scene in the future.

The round table emits a hazy light, trying to block it. If you are working in the heyday of Gera, this is not a difficult task. But now, it doesn't work.

The round table rotated on its own, but after meeting the big hand, it was like a waterwheel meeting a mountain. As if it wasn't a heavyweight, there were signs of breaking in an instant.

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

"The round table in nothingness, come down."

Gela slapped his chest suddenly, and a stream of blood spurted out. In front of him, condensation became a peculiar symbol.

That symbol seems to be a guide, guiding the direction for something in the dark.

Wow~

The sky was suddenly completely dark at this moment.

"No, that's a round table."

The blood saint son exclaimed, where is the sky dark. It was obviously a gigantic round table that appeared in the air, covering the sky and making the sky under its shadow.

"Hmph, it's just a phantom."

Yang Tao's eyes released golden light, and he immediately saw through the truth of all this.

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

But now, it was just a phantom, so he was naturally fearless.

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

Faxiangtiandi!

Yang Tao's body suddenly rose up, and within a short period of time he could not breathe, he had become a giant with the size of a hundred feet.

Moreover, he didn't stop, and continued to grow bigger.

"A phantom, also wants to suppress Lao Tzu? Are you kidding me?"

Yang Tao raised his fist, covering his whole body with a hazy light. Facing the huge phantom in the sky, he punched hard.

Boom!

When the fist came into contact with the phantom, it was as if it was bombarding an entity. A deafening sound, with a terrifying air wave, rolled back towards the surroundings.

Click!

Something unexpected happened, a slight cracking sound, then emerged from the place of contact and spread towards the surroundings.

"What?!"

"How can this be!"

The Sanguine Son and Gera stood on their heads, they gasped in unison, and looked towards the sky in disbelief.

The huge figure stood in their eyes like a demon.

There is a huge shadow in the sky, and a tiny light has appeared at this moment. In that place, there was brokenness.

Kacha~

rumbling~

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

Wow!

Gera couldn't bear it anymore, she covered her chest with her hands, and spurted blood crazily from her mouth.

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

His face was full of astonishment, and he looked at the tall figure in front of him as if he was looking at a monster.

It was the first time, and this was the first time, that his supernatural power was broken.

Moreover, it is still so simple and rude. Even, the power of the round table has not yet been revealed, and the shadow of the round table has not yet fully formed.

Just like that, it was broken.

What frightened him the most was that the other party only used a fist. Like a reckless man, he waved a circle towards the sky, and he managed his most powerful supernatural power.

"You, what else can you do?"

Yang Tao lowered his head slowly and looked down at Gela. Although he didn't have a breath to release from him, he brought Guerra an immemorial coercion like a great mountain.

This is the power of that punch just now.

At this moment, Gela's face is as white as a sheet of paper; the damage from the original ecstasy and death has not been eliminated, and it is far-fetched to be forced to use this supernatural power just now.

Now it is still being backlashed, how can there be any strength to resist.

"Hmph, kill or cut, whatever you want."

Guerra hated secretly and his face was grim, but he also knew that this time he was planted.

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

With a sneer again and again, the blood saint son came to Gela who was like a dead dog.

"What?!"

Guerra was confused and didn't know what the Holy Son of the Blood Race meant. But soon, he realized it. Because Yang Tao had already returned to his original size, he poked his hands excitedly and came to his side.

Guerra didn't find it surprising that each of the forbidden spells was continuously injected into his body. Since he didn't kill himself, he must suppress himself.

But when he saw that Yang Tao took out the elixir, and then used his true essence to shatter it into gas, and it was imprinted into his body, he couldn't calm down:

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

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

Yang Tao was too lazy to talk to the other party, but the blood saint son on one side said with a sympathetic face:

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

Seeing the face of the Holy Son of the Blood Race, Guerra was stunned again:

"You guys, aren't you teaming up?"

"Joining hands with peat, do you think this bastard will join hands with Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu...was suppressed just like you."

Sure enough, now the Holy Son of the Blood Race feels that he is not as embarrassed as before, after all, even Gera has been suppressed.

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

"What?!"

"Don't you understand? All of this is simply a game set up by Yang Tao to arrest you."

"And don't worry, he won't kill you. This bastard doesn't know why, but he is obsessed with kidnapping. But you have to be careful of those good things in your family."

As someone who has experienced it, the Holy Son of the Blood Race naturally taught him carefully and told him everything he knew.

"Then you still..."

Gela really wanted to scold her, so why don't you tell me secretly so that I can be with you, maybe there is still hope.

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

Hearing the words of the Holy Son of the Blood Race, Gera felt like crying. Made, unexpectedly because of this reason.

"Snapped!"

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

"Okay, there's a lot of time for reminiscing about the old days. Now, hurry up and lure everyone else out for me."

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

Seeing that Yang Tao still had an expression of dissatisfaction, Guerra's heart jumped wildly.

"Aren't you stupid? I want everyone to make an order for such a good business. Ma De, I want you to behave in a dignified manner, but you still have to attack me in the end! Hurry up, don't force me to use force."

Yang Tao's face was full of evil spirits, viciously threatening...