Super Small Farmer

It is also the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, coupled with this strange black flame, shocked Yang Tao in his heart. The magic talisman in his hand appeared again. This time, Yang Tao didn't think too much about it, and directly activated the talisman.

And in the storage bag that Yang Tao didn't notice, the small white jade alchemy furnace shook violently a few times when the black flame was about to approach.

But as Ma Jiani's talisman was activated, the small pill furnace became quiet again.

An even bigger thunderbolt rushed out of the talisman. In an instant, the thunder and lightning began to branch continuously, and countless thunder and lightning filled the entire sky. A huge power grid was formed like this.

"Damn it!"

Yagyu Dalang roared, and suddenly looked back.

Up to now, what he cares most about is not himself, but his younger brother, Yagyu Jiro. Because this is the last body of Yagyu Jiro, if he dies, he is really dead.

"No!"

Yagyu Jiro waved the samurai sword in his hand, and countless sword aura spread out. A huge wall of knife energy was formed, and he wanted to use this method to block the attack of the grid.

Unfortunately, although the idea is wonderful, the reality is just the opposite. The power grid came slowly, carrying waves of terrifying coercion, and at the same time, made the surrounding air extremely anxious.

The power grid passed through the wall of saber energy without a sound, pointed at the top of Yagyu Jiro's head, and suppressed it fiercely.

"Yang Tao, you deserve to die."

Yagyu Dalang roared again and again, the black knife in his hand danced continuously, and pieces of pitch-black flames turned into seas of fire, heading directly towards Yagyu Jiro.

This black flame is very strange. Wherever it passes, it can actually affect the power of thunder. The speed of the power grid's decline has unexpectedly eased a little bit.

"What kind of knife is that?"

Yang Tao frowned, but his hands didn't stop at all. In the sky, the dark clouds that had originally dissipated reappeared. Above the ground, the power of Huoze is not only increasing.

Zizizi~

The sound driven by the power grid, like a death knell, kept echoing in Yagyu Jiro's ears. At this moment, Yagyu Jiro had disheveled hair, and there was a persistent light in his eyes.

That is the attachment to life, the desire for the future.

"I'm not reconciled! Yang Tao, you are just an ant. Do you know that you are an ant? How can you compete with me?"

There were bursts of heart-piercing roars, one after another unwilling roars, how helpless he looked under the power grid.

This is Ma Jiani's life-saving trump card, even if it is compared with the magic talisman Yang Tao started, I am afraid it will not be much worse.

Although it can only be used this last time, the power may be a little different from the beginning. But it's not something that a small condensed seven-layer Yagyu Jiro can resist.

The black flame turned into a sea of ​​flames, rushing towards the top of Yagyu Jiro's head like a sea wave. But everything is still too late.

Under the power grid, Yagyu Jiro gave off a stench of being burnt. Coupled with the attack from Huozawa under his feet, soon, Yagyu Jiro was completely reduced to ashes.

hum~

Yagyu Daro violently swung the pitch-black samurai sword in his hand, and balls of black flames continuously surrounded Yagyu Daro.

Soon, Yagyu Dalang was surrounded by a huge pitch-black fireball.

Zizizi~

The power grid slowly pressed down, and after coming into contact with the black flames, there were bursts of terrifying collisions. In the surrounding air, circles of air explosions suddenly appeared.

In this circle of gas explosions, there are traces of light flickering.

That is nothing else, but the power of thunder.

"Damn it, what the hell is this? It's unbelievable that your Lei Fa in Maoshan resisted."

Yang Tao fixed his eyes on the fireball in front of him. His eyes seemed to be able to see through the surface of the fireball at this moment, looking straight at the black samurai sword in Yagyu Tailang's hand.

"I don't know, but it feels strange to me."

It took a lot of strength for Ma Jiani to be able to say a word at this moment.

"correct."

Yang Tao's heart skipped a beat, this pitch-black flame could fight against Thunder. Doesn't that mean that the Thunder can also fight against the dark flames?

Yang Tao stepped forward and came to Ma Jiani's side, with the palm of his left hand sticking out. There were bursts of water condensed in the palm, and when the palm of the left hand touched Ma Jiani's skin, the water in the palm had turned into bursts of thunder.

"Um?!"

As the power of thunder was carefully integrated into Ma Jiani's body by Yang Tao, the latter's beauty suddenly lit up.

"effective!"

Just looking at the sparkle in the opponent's eyes, Yang Tao knew that he had guessed correctly. At this time, Ma Jiani also began to actively guide the power of thunder released by Yang Tao.

"Boom!"

On the other side, the power grid suddenly seemed to be affected by a huge resistance. It bounced into the sky, and then shot out like fireworks.

"Baga!"

Yagyu Dalang looked a bit embarrassed, but he was more angry. For Yagyu Jiro, his younger brother, was murdered outraged.

In the reddish eyes, there are a series of unusually dazzling symbols circulating. Even Yang Tao and Ma Jiani could clearly see this symbol.

"Damn, it can't be that thing."

Ma Jiani's whole body trembled, looking at the dark samurai sword, her whole body was horrified several times.

"What?"

Yang Tao stared at Yagyu Dalang firmly, not even daring to move his eyes. The opponent was able to resist Ma Jiani's trump card, which greatly exceeded Yang Tao's expectations.

"Golden retriever."

Yang Tao has already made up his mind, if it really doesn't work, he can only flee towards Yunshan! Inside Yunshan, that is the last hope.

But to do so is to face all the rage of hate. These angers may spread to their own family members.

Sis~

The golden retriever nodded vigorously, it understood what Yang Tao meant. At this time, the golden retriever can't do other things at all.

"Demon Sword?!"

Ma Jiani suddenly uttered two words, and after hearing these two words, Yagyu Dalang cast admiring glances at Ma Jiani.

"Yang Tao, it's terrible. Today we were planted."

After seeing Yagyu Dalang's eyes just now, Ma Jiani relaxed a lot. A helpless sigh came out of Ma Jiani's mouth.

Even the thought of running away seemed to be dispelled at this moment.

"Why?"

Yang Tao gritted his teeth, unwilling to accept this fact. He had only received a summons from Li Wenting not long ago, and he was still eager to pick up Li Wenting.

Wang Hua's affairs have not been completed yet. As for the little sister's eyes, they haven't been healed yet. He has too many things to finish, if he is willing to accept his fate?

"Because he is holding a demon sword, the demon sword you know—Muramasa!"

Ma Jiani's words made Yang Tao stunned...