The Mightiest Little Peasant

The iron flow rolled like a long dragon.

Then, bang, a roar of a propeller rotating sounded, from behind the mountain, a helicopter gunship swooped in.

This battle is amazing.

In the middle of the steel torrent, a middle-aged man in military uniform stood on an off-road vehicle, holding a telescope in one hand and looking ahead.

His eyes swept over the ruins without any movement.

He nodded contentedly, put down the telescope, turned around, and said to the two people sitting behind him: "The two masters, there is no movement over there, the stupid Huaxia must be dead."

"Five fighters, dozens of missiles, even the most powerful people can't stand it!"

Hearing the words, the two in the back seat looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Indeed, even dozens of missiles, even the most powerful cultivator, could not withstand it. The previous one only used two fighter jets and ten missiles, and he was seriously injured.

This one, with dozens of missiles going down, I am afraid it will be killed directly.

However, after all, they are cultivators. They can't rest assured if they don't see the corpse or finally confirm the death.

"Look at it!" a man said.

Both of them were dressed in white, with weird white top hats on their heads, and were both in their fifties.Next to them, there was a big bag.

There seemed to be something writhing inside the bag, and the hissing noise was creepy.

"Yes! Master!"

The military uniform issued three orders and ordered the whole army to advance at full speed to surround the ruins.

After a moment, he came to the ruins.

At the order, soldiers of a car drove down quickly, lining up in rows, and armed helicopters circling in the sky.

The two masters got out of the car, and one of them carried a bag and walked forward.

As we approached, we glanced around, showing no signs of life, not even corpses.

"Isn't... It's scumming!"

"Haha! Deserve it! The Huaxia people are simply idiots, and they dare to send people over, come one by one, we slaughter one, preferably they come one by one, so that without effort, we can destroy the practitioners of Huaxia."

"Hua Xia's people are really overwhelming."

The two laughed.

But at this moment, but not far in front, a mound moved, and then, the sand dispersed, revealing a person, is supporting the ground with both hands, climbing from the ground.

Suddenly, the sneer stopped abruptly.

The two's faces froze.

At the next moment, his eyes were rounded, and they all came out of their eyes, with a terrified look on their faces.

God!Is this guy alive?Can you stand up?

How can this be!

Being bombarded by dozens of missiles, even if there are only a few positive hits, that is enough to bomb this guy to death, not to mention the aftermath of dozens of other missile explosions!

Even if this guy is dead, at least he must be crippled, stunned!

How can you stand up sober?

This is incredible!

At the rear, the man in uniform and all the soldiers in the A3 were all rounded, with a look of horror.

Nima!

Being bombarded by dozens of missiles, he is still alive and can stand up. What kind of monster is this?

"Cough!"

With a heavy cough, Tang Hao covered his chest and frowned.

Only that wave of bombing actually hurt him, and the light curtain exploded, and the aftermath shocked him, and now his head and chest were a little uncomfortable.

The dozen jade pieces were also exploded. That's all money!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his sword frowned, his eyes lit up with anger.

This group of damn Asan killed him Huaxia people. Now, he dares to bombard him with missiles, so he almost vomited blood!

This is simply unbearable!

His fists gradually clenched, and in his heart, the murderous rush.

As soon as he looked up, he showed a face of Sen Han, gritted his teeth and said, "You all damn it!"

A group of A-3 soldiers were frightened, and they took a step back and turned pale.

The missiles were not dead, which really scared them.

The two masters were also surprised.

But then, the courage rose again.

Because they found out that this guy is very young, he is a furry kid, and that this kid looks very weak, which is ah, even if he is bombarded by so many missiles, even the most powerful person must kneel, not to mention that Kid.

This kid, I am afraid that what technique was used to avoid the missile!

But they know that there are many strange tricks in China.

"Stupid Chinese boy, you are the damn person! Accept the punishment of the snake god!"

Another shouted, with a frantic expression, "Foolish Huaxia, under the wrath of the snake god, fear! Shake it!"

Said that as soon as the two opened the bag, they flew flying snakes and rushed towards Tang Hao.

"I rely on! Why is this so familiar!"

Tang Hao rolled his eyes and muttered secretly.

Then, twisting his neck, his face became cold.

He stepped forward, and directly touched his hand, he pinched the seven inches of a flying snake, and then, twisting his hands hard, he unscrewed the snake's head.

Suddenly, snake blood spattered like a spring.

"Shiver your sister! The snake god who rolls Nima! You group of three, all die!"

Tang Hao burst with a sip.

As he shook his hand, dozens of jade symbols flew out.

Boom!

The fire and thunder continued to explode, engulfing the fluttering flying snake.

Then, click and click!The snake corpse fell like rain.

Seeing this, the eyes of the two masters suddenly protruded, and a face was already distorted by extreme shock and fear.

God!This kid is a real pervert!

At the moment, without thinking about it, they had to turn around and escape.

But as soon as he turned around, there was a cracking sound behind him.

Poof!

The blade was across the neck, blood was splattering, and the figure on the left was stiff, whimpering, and the figure shook, and then fell down, so dead that I couldn't die anymore.

Upon seeing this, the other person stiffened, suddenly dared not move, and shivered terribly.

A cold blade was already resting on his neck.

"I ask you, what about that person? The Chinese person before!"

Then A San shuddered, trembling: "I was caught!"

"where is it?"

"No... I don't know... I really don't know!"

"Don't know? Then die!"

Along with the cold voice, the blade was gently stroked, and there was a snorting, blood spattering.

Na San covered his throat, twitching all over with a look of fear.

It shook, and fell down, killing it completely.

"Now, it's your turn! You play big with me, I play big with you too, don't even want to run!"

Tang Hao held the dagger and waved gently, throwing away the blood on it.Then, as soon as he looked up, he swept coldly forward.

Among the pair of ink pupils, the murderous surge.