What the?

The sentient beings present and the living beings of the mainland all heard the words of the peasant holy lord,

I didn't expect that the Holy Lord of the Farm would be such a good person,

Do you want to win?

I surrender and the victory will be good to you.

"You ......" Dao Yuan didn't expect the Peasant Holy Lord to be like this,

"My peasant family, a group of people who farm the land, what kind of domination of the continent, hehe, is it rare to turn the whole continent into farmers? "The holy lord of the farmer's house, his voice is old, but it makes people sigh,

The creatures of the peasant holy land shouted one by one,

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn. There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. ”

Sow a seed in the spring, and in the autumn you can harvest a lot of grain. There is not a single field in the world that is not cultivated, but there are still farmers who starve to death.

"At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work?"

Farmers hoe under the scorching midday sun, sweat dripping from their bodies on the land where the seedlings grow.

Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is bought by the farmers with their hard work?

This is the farmer's favorite immortal emperor poem,

The righteousness of the farmer is very touching.

"Remember, as a Taoist son, you have to be kind to you. After the peasant holy lord said this, he was about to leave the void battlefield, he surrendered, and he didn't want to fight.

Instead of fighting with others, he felt that farming was more enjoyable and comfortable.

He loves to see how happy people are when they eat the food he grows.

"You stop me!" Dao Yuan shouted to the Holy Lord of the Farmer's Family,

Such a victory,

What is it?

will make Ye Tianxian think that I was lucky to do it.

I want to beat you with dignity.

"The victory you want, the decay is given to you, what else do you want?"

The Holy Lord of the Farmer's Family, with a kind face, the farmer, is the giver, what does Dao Yuan want to do?

Just say yes as much as you can.

Taoist

Great power,

Dao Yuan, the holy son of Taoism, will definitely be the holy master of Taoism in the future,

The peasant holy lord hopes that the Taoist holy lord in the future can help more people, so it is worth it for him to surrender today.

"I want you to die!" The Taoist holy son also knew that his demands were too much, and he didn't dare to say it in front of others, so he forced his voice into a line and said: "I want you to die under my sword, and this kind of victory is what I want." ”

"This ......"

The holy lord of the farmer was stunned, he still wanted to go back to the land for a few more years, and he also wanted to see more people who ate the food they grew and looked happy.

How could he die now?

The holy master of the peasant family didn't want to say it clearly, so that the Taoist holy son would lose face, and he also forced the voice into a line: "Little doll, this request is too difficult, otherwise, the old man will let you be injured." In this way, I will end up, and you will win. ”

The Taoist Son of the Taoist Son forced his voice into a line, and he was very unwilling: "Since you don't care about victory or defeat so much, then let me kill you." ”

The peasant holy lord was stunned, with a pair of old eyes, looking deeply at the Taoist holy son,

He was disappointed,

I thought he was abstaining,

If he surrenders,

can let this Taoist holy son know gratitude. Be a good person in the future and treat all things kindly.

But now it seems that this Taoist holy son seems to be hopeless.

The Holy Lord of the Farm House sighed and said directly, "Let's fight." ”

What the?

The Taoist Holy Son, who didn't understand what this meant, forced his voice into a line: "You don't want to surrender? Didn't you say you were going to lose to me?"

The Holy Lord of the Peasant Family didn't want to say anything quiet, so he said it directly, and his voice was helpless: "Old man, I can't lose to someone like you." ”

Present creatures,

The beings on the mainland who looked at the picture on the sky, they were all stunned, what did the peasant holy lord mean by this?

Taoist Son,

What kind of person is he?

...... Dao Yuan, the holy son of Taoism, did not expect that the holy master of the peasant family would slander himself so much,

What kind of person are you?

Aren't you good?

In Dao Yuan's heart, there will be no more perfect person than him,

Now, the words of the peasant holy lord made Dao Yuan feel that his personality had been insulted, and he immediately rushed forward, and the wooden sword slashed out,

It's another one-day martial art,

When a sword falls, it seems to have a monstrous power, breaking the waves and dividing the gold, even if it cuts through the mountain, it is enough.

The Holy Lord of the Farmhouse, the Venerable of the Nine Shades, the Five Heavens!

The old palm picks up the hoe at will,

"Boom"!

It simply blocked Dao Yuan's sword, and with a crisp sound, waves of qi fluctuated out.

Seeing this, the holy lord of the peasant family hurriedly waved his palm,

air waves,

Disappeared without a trace.

"Rain, wind, or wind can cause damage to the crops. The holy lord of the peasant family was very compassionate and said: "I think everyone in the world can hear the words of the old man." As a person in the field, you must love the crops very much. ”

Outside the Void Battlefield, the peasant disciples nodded one by one.

on the continent,

quite a few farmers,

The same is true, with a solemn face.

...... "Bastard, what are you doing?" Dao Yuan was furious,

Fight with me,

Dare to preach to the peasants of the world?

Those peasants,

Is it important to have a fight with the Son?

What is a farmer?

Aren't they just untouchables who grow crops?

What do you care about the untouchables?

When Dao Yuan thought of the eyes of the peasant holy lord, he, the Taoist holy son, was not as good as a group of untouchables who could only farm.

In a fit of rage, he struck up with another sword,

The Peasant Holy Lord shook his head: "You are too impatient, and your temperament is like this, it is definitely not a good thing. ”

Dao Yuan gritted his teeth, and it was sword after sword, and one sword was more powerful than the other.

"Boom Boom"!

Dao Yuan was in a hurry,

No matter how he cut it, how many heaven-level martial arts skills he used, or did he keep cutting this hoe?

"Why? Why do you keep chopping this hoe? The wooden sword of the Heavenless Immortal Emperor is too unsharp?"

I feel that the sword of the Confucian Holy Son is extremely sharp, if the sword is in his hand, the broken hoe of the peasant holy lord should have been finished a long time ago.

"Look at your eyes, you seem to be complaining about this wooden sword?"

"Wrong, wrong. ”

The old man of the peasant family, who likes to teach children, muttered: "The mystery of the wooden sword is not to cut anything, but to bypass the edge of the other party, do you understand? You don't think you've studied your wooden sword properly. ”

As he spoke, the holy lord of the peasant family moved his hoe at will,

"Bang",

Dao Yuan was directly thrown out,

But the peasant holy lord made a move, not too ruthlessly, and Dao Yuan still landed steadily,

But the kindness of the Holy Lord of the farmer's house,

Dao Yuan can't see it,

Dao Yuan just knew that the Holy Lord of the Peasant Family had embarrassed himself.

Wu Tian, when you kill the Holy Lord of the Famous Family, how easy is it to kill?

You, the Holy Lord of the Peasant Family, can't you just let me kill me?

Dao Yuan rushed up at the peasant holy lord again,

"Don't rush too much. The peasant lord shook his head, and raised his hoe casually,

But just when the Taoist Holy Son approached, something unexpected happened to the peasant Holy Son.

(End of chapter)