The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Head?"

Tang Hao stunned, then, suddenly.

This person should be the leader of the Qingxu Dao, Maoshan's real master, and the true Yang Dao, but only for the master.

Maoshan has ancestral training. Those who inherit the position of the leader must have real-world strength, so this special situation will occur.

"Shit, it didn't die!"

Wang Changsheng's face changed slightly, and he scolded indignantly.

And the evil cults were turbulent, and many people showed a flinch, and stepped back.

In the air, Qingxu Dao looked around and fell on Wang Changsheng.

"Who are you?" He frowned sharply.

"I'm surnamed Wang, your grandfather!" Wang Changsheng shouted.

"Wang?" Qing Xudao frowned, his face changed, "You are the devil of the Wang family? How did you come out?"

"Why, still want to hold me for life! Another one, come out together! I slaughtered you together, let you Maoshan, become history completely."

"Humph! Arrogant!"

Qingxu Daochang snorted coldly.

"Is it arrogant, I have known it before, but before that, I will kill you kid!"

Wang Changsheng said, his eyes swept towards Tang Hao like electricity.As soon as he raised his hand, countless black awns popped out and overwhelmed, completely trying to put Tang Hao to death.

"I depend!"

Tang Hao's face changed wildly, and he shook his hand, and all the jade charms on his body burst out.

However, so much black mans cannot be blocked.

Black Mang tears the thunder, fire, and bombardment.

With a mumble, Tang Hao flew out, flying a few feet away, and then landed.

With a tremor, he spit out blood and was seriously injured.

"Tang Daoyou!"

The princes around him screamed and hurried in.

"Damn, this is not dead!"

Wang Changsheng scolded, and would raise his hand again.

"Wu Na Demon, Hugh is rampant!"

Qingxu Dao shouted angrily and shot.I saw his hands clasped together and sipped, and the sword behind him was unsheathed.

This is a wooden sword, but the material is extraordinary, and there is a seal seal engraved on it, with golden light flowing, dazzling, exudes an amazing momentum.

Obviously, this is a baby.

Mu Jian swallowed, turned into a golden light, beheaded.

"God! That's Maoshan's magic sword!"

Crowds of evil men suddenly exclaimed.

This magic sword, but the treasure of Maoshan's Zhenshan Mountain, is also a treasure that can be controlled by the masters of all dynasties.

Since ancient times, I don’t know how many demons have misrepresented and died under this sword.

"Do you think I have no baby!"

Wang Changsheng snorted coldly, with a mouth, a black awn poured out, turning into a small black seal.

He held the seal of seal in his hand and rose into the air.

Then, Yin Xi was shocked, and the billowing black smoke poured out, turning into countless grim ghosts, and rushing towards the golden light.

In an instant, the golden light and the black smoke strangled fiercely in mid-air, and the battle was inseparable.

On the ground, everyone looked up and looked into the sky.

The victory or defeat between the two will also determine the outcome of this battle.

"Old Patriarch's mighty!"

Cultivation has continued to erupt with shouts and cheers.

Soon, the directors couldn't help it anymore, and began to shout.

When shouting and shouting, the two sides scolded each other, scolded and scolded, and then fought again, fighting fiercely.

However, in terms of overall strength, they are not opponents of the Maoshan side and have been beaten.

In mid-air, it was a match.

Looking at the situation below, Wang Changsheng was a little anxious. If he went on like this, he would become the commander of the polished rod again.

"Withdraw!"

Seeing the situation was wrong, he immediately made a decision.

"Science Taoist, you are a bit powerful, but, how long can you live, when you die, I will destroy your Maoshan."

As soon as Wang Changsheng received the seal, he stepped back.

Below, a group of evil repairs startled and retreated.

Qingxu Daochang snorted, and the thought moved, the wooden sword stormed away, and killed the group of evil repairs. After turning around in the crowd, dozens of evil repairs were killed.

"Scary Taoist, dare you!"

Wang Changsheng screamed, urging the Yinxi, and billowing billows of black smoke, toward the leader of the road below.

Then, with people quickly retreated.

Qingxu Dao flicked his long finger, and the sword flew back, smothering that black smoke.

Soon, a group of evil repairs retreated.

In front of the mountain gate, a mess.

Many Taoist leaders were wounded and looked embarrassed, and several Taoist leaders died violently. On the square, there was a sad, heavy atmosphere.

In the air, the figure suddenly shuddered and nearly fell down.

But soon, it stabilized.

"Head!"

A group of road leaders shouted anxiously.

"It's okay, it's just a little wound, it doesn't hinder, the devil is also injured." Qingxu Daochang fell down, "Zhenyang, what's going on?"

At the moment, Zhenyang Daoist explained the ins and outs of the matter in detail.

"It turns out that it is! It's troublesome. I have only about three years left in Shouyuan, and the devil is afraid to live a long time."

Wen Yan, everyone showed a heavy color.

"Zhenyang, and you guys, hasn't there been any breakthrough in cultivation practice?" Qingxu Dao looked around and was lost.

"Ah! This year, the aura is getting thinner and thinner, and we are hopeless if we are so good at practicing." The old Taoist Zhenyang shook his head.

"that's true!"

Qing Xudao nodded long.

Then he swept his eyes and saw Tang Hao, and now he was startled.

In front of him, although his strength was weak, the cultivation base was obviously a half-step foundation, and what surprised him even more was his youthful appearance.

He was a little bit blinded, so he looked at Tang Hao straight, and looked at Tang Hao a little embarrassed.

"Which is this? Which one is it? Did you eat any elixir, how can you get old and reborn? Oh! Rare, it's a half-step foundation, there is hope!"

He smiled heartily, and strode forward, squeezed Tang Hao's cheek, and said, "Oh, you see, this tender meat is really amazing!"

"Very well, I have decided that you are the next leader. I will entrust this glorious task to you!"

With that said, he grabbed Tang Hao's hand and shook it enthusiastically.

Tang Haoqiang endured, so he didn't roll his eyes.

And all the long-haired faces rose a little, and it was very hard to hold back and smile.

"Master, he...not our Maoshan."

Zhenyang Daochang smiled and said.

"Ah? It's not our Maoshan? Oops! Daoyou, it's my abruptness that made you laugh! Speaking, Daoyou, where are you from? Your meat is so tender, so smooth, so amazing."

With that, he touched it again.

Tang Hao finally couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said coldly: "I am nineteen this year, not an old monster, thank you!"

When Qing Xu said it, he laughed, "Dao friends, you are really humorous! I can tell jokes, I like your personality! Do you say it!"

With that said, he looked at the director around.

However, the directors did not laugh, only he was laughing.

He smiled and smiled, only to realize that something was wrong, and the laughter gradually subsided.

"Master, this is really nineteen!"

Zhenyang leaned up and whispered.

Qingxu Dao stayed for a long time, a little unbelievable.

"Oh! By the way, he is not only nineteen, he can also make jade runes!"

"Jade Fu?" Qingxu Dao's eyes widened.

"Yes! Very powerful jade!"

"Poof!" Qingxu said, covering his chest, and almost spit out blood.

"Oh! By the way, he will make alchemy! He will make a lot of alchemy!"

"Alchemy?"

Qingxu Dao's long eyes glared more round, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a bit of blood.