Farming Boy With A Magic Ring - Chapter 1206

Yang Xingchen noticed that the old man was calm when he talked about his son’s death, but when he finally mentioned that Yufeng had been fooled by him, he was as complacent as crazy.

So Yang Xingchen thought in his heart, this old guy must have been scolded by Yufeng in the court, so he had a grudge. Of course, this is not what Yang Xingchen should care about. What he should care about now is that other people want to abolish their own cultivation.

For a cultivator, it’s better to kill him if his cultivation is abandoned! But then again, the so-called good death is better to live, how to say that, keep the Castle Peak, not afraid of no firewood. So seeing the old guy coming to him, Yang Xingchen didn’t panic too much, and didn’t ask him for a word. He faced all this calmly.

“Boy, I’m in a good mood. I’m a man with a handle!” The old guy couldn’t help boasting, and then clapped his hands on Yang Xingchen’s acupoints. Not only was he patting his body, but also his spirit was patted together.

Poof

Yang Xingchen mouth a piece, ejected a mouthful of blood, eyes a black fainted in the past. And the old guy’s hand movement did not stop, still kept beating.

The old ruffian lying in the dark is full of tears. He wants to rush past several times, but he is stopped by Yang Xingchen’s eyes every time. In fact, he also knows that he can’t help at all by rushing up, and he will make everyone have bad luck together.

“My kung fu has been abolished. I can’t have another accident. I’ll have another accident. Who can I rely on to kill that day?” The old ruffian lay on the ground, holding his hands tightly on the ground, and his tears were dripping down.

“Well, boy, we’re done. You killed my son, and I’ll waste your martial arts. In the end, it’s you who’ve taken advantage of it. ” Ten minutes later, the old man stood up, clapped his hands, looked at the place where the old ruffian was hiding intentionally or unintentionally, and then flew into the sky with a whoosh. His body flickered, and the speed disappeared.

“God damn it The old ruffian rushed in howling.

Boom!

Originally, it was a cloudless sky. Suddenly, a thunderbolt came down.

Then the speed of the sky turned overcast and darkened, just a few seconds later, the clouds were thick, the thunder roared, and then there was a crash, and it began to rain cats and dogs.

That thunder one by one, each lightning all splits on Yang Xingchen who faints on the ground, in an instant, his body is emitting bursts of green smoke. A smell of burnt meat filled the forest.

“Niang xipi, thief God, even you bully God, I’ll fight with you!” The old man rushed over with a wild cry.

But before he rushed to Yang Xingchen, he only heard a loud bang. A rough and bright purple gold God thunder fell from the sky and suddenly fell on Yang Xingchen, crushing him in an instant.

“No!” The old ruffian was shocked and angry. He spat out a mouthful of dragon’s blood and knelt down in the rain. His hands stretched out and cried out unconsciously.

Boom – boom!

Another super loud purple gold God thunder splits down, and the old ruffian barking like crazy suddenly finds a black hole the size of a washbasin in the place where Yang Xingchen was just smashed.

The more the black hole spins, the more urgent it is. To the old ruffian’s surprise, although the black hole spins very quickly, none of the weeds around it are sucked in. A black hole sucks only three things. That is wind, rain, thunder and lightning!

Yes, the wind, whistling kept being sucked in! The rain, Hua Hua toward the inside, ferocious pouring. The thunder and lightning, whew of rush into!

For a time, the whole vast land seemed to be centered on the black hole, and all the wind, rain and lightning were quickly swallowed by the small black hole.

“Damn, is this your ghost? If it’s your ghost, don’t leave. Wait for your dragon to find a handsome boy and press your ghost in! ” The old ruffian yelled with excitement.

The black hole ignored him and continued to devour the storm and thunder.

The old ruffian was so angry that when he wiped his tears and rain, he swore, “Niang xipi, you have no conscience. Your uncle long has just vomited blood for you, and now you are pretending to be forced in front of your uncle long. Your sister, isn’t she a ghost? Let’s see what you can do. It’s like there’s no ghost after death! Stop pretending. Pretend to be your sister! ”

I don’t know whether his scolding is effective or heaven and earth are different. In short, after his scolding, the spinning force of the black hole becomes weaker and weaker, and the rain and thunder in the sky gradually disappear.

When the dark clouds in the sky disappear and the sun comes out, the black hole disappears completely. Then the old ruffian was surprised and Yang Xingchen lay there.

“Damn, you’re not dead, Wuwu!” The old ruffian cried with joy, tears in his eyes, and SA Ya ran over. Because too excited, in addition to the eyes were blurred by tears, and just under the past rain, the mountain road is very slippery. The old guy didn’t notice his feet. He was tripped by a small stone, and fell down with a loud plop. The dog bit the mud.The old guy scolded, “sister mud, you are not Er ha. Only Er HA can use his face to brake.” I got up and wiped my face and ran towards Yang Xingchen.

“Damn it, damn it, wake up!” The old ruffian is holding Yang Xingchen and yelling.

Continuous shout several times, Yang Xingchen this just leisurely wake up. “Eh, old man, why is your face so dirty?”

Seeing that Yang Xingchen woke up, the old man was very happy. He grinned and said, “Niang xipi, it’s not you. Uncle long was so excited when he saw you come back from the dead. He didn’t notice his feet when he ran here. He tripped and fell.”

“Come back from the dead? I’m dead? ” Yang Xingchen sat up and asked in surprise.

Then, before the old ruffian could reply, the memory of his mind came to him, and he suddenly remembered that he had been abandoned by others. “Oh, I’ll go. I remember that I fainted when the king abandoned my martial arts. Martial arts, the divine skill of Lao Tzu’s hard work! ”

Exclaim to stand up, next to a big tree hit hard. If this is in the past, a single palm can break the tree. But now, just listen to the sound of PA, the tree did not move.

“It’s over. I really don’t have any power! By the way, I’ll see if the magic is still there, old man. I’ll give you a cloaking. You can see me. Hidden With that, Yang Xingchen began to practice the art of seclusion.