The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Guru!"

There was a loud swallow of saliva.

Everyone looked at the figure in white, and they were a little shocked.

Slamming a flying sword in the middle of Jin Dan's hands, this person's strength may be comparable to that of Jin Dan's later stage.

"All disciples, give me back! Elder Jin Dan, follow me!"

A late old man shouted.

"Kill! Kill the bastard and avenge the dead doormen!"

They roared, offering magic instruments one after another, and bombarded them.

Tang Hao's figure swayed gently, like ghosts and ghosts, and appeared in front of a Jindan mid-aged old man. He raised his hand and patted like this.

The old man was frightened and hurried to activate the body protector.

Boom!

The light curtain crackled.

That head was shattered and flesh and blood were scattered.

The figure shook again, another flash of blood flashed, and the second Jin Dan fell.

His body kept flashing and he was harvesting his lives.

Moreover, everything is slapped.

The disciples of Mozong all around looked pale and even shivered.

This guy is terrible!

It was only in the middle of Jin Dan that he killed the same order, but it was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

That's right, in their eyes, the elders who are not good enough in their eyes are like chickens and dogs under their control.

"stop!"

The later Jin Dan's eyes were dizzying and chasing after him.

Boom!

Another person was shot dead, Tang Hao collapsed and greeted a late Jin Dan.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

The old man hissed and roared, his eyes crimson.

He madly urged the qi in his body, and the imperial officer smashed a red copper furnace.

Faced with this blow, Tang Hao just shot a punch.

Boom!

One punch, one hearth, heavy fighting.

Under everyone's horrifying eyes, the furnace was blown with a punch and hit the old man's chest in the later period. At that instant, the old man's chest collapsed, and with a loud puff, he spit blood.

"Old guy, want to kill me? I'm not qualified!"

With a cold murmur, Tang Hao-Shan stepped forward, with a palm printed on it, centering his chest.

A Jin Dan later, was so bombarded.

Witnessing this, the rest of the later stopped, showing a dull look on their faces.

Even Jin Dan died later?

How could this be?

Who is this guy...?

They looked in front of them, the white clothes stained with blood, their faces blurred, and a chill came from the bottom of their hearts.

"Quick! Go and ask the head!" one of them screamed.

On the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain, a disciple turned hurriedly and ran up the mountain quickly. While running, he shouted: "Not good! Master, not good!"

"what happened?"

When he ran up the mountain, the leader led people out of the temple, unpleasantly saying, "Have you not caught yet?"

"Master, dead! A lot of people died! That guy is simply Shura, it's terrible! Mo Lin, Elder Mo Ping, they are all dead." The disciple rushed to the ground.

"what?"

A group of people suddenly changed color.

"How is it possible? Isn't Mo Ping in the late stage, that guy is in the middle stage!"

They are a little unbelievable.

Then they rushed out together and hurried down the mountain. The scene they saw made them dizzy.

On the square, a figure was chasing and killing their elders. It was simple, and it was shot with just one palm.

This is clearly slaughter and abuse!

"Stop it!" The head screamed loudly, almost crazy.

He was shocked, and the momentum of the baby was suddenly exploded, pressing down.

On the square, Tang Hao pinched a Jin Dan's neck and lifted it up.

"Dare you! Let it go!"

Tang Hao said nothing, his eyes flashed coldly, and he squeezed heavily.

Boom!

Splashes of blood.

He waved his hands, shed blood, and said coldly: "This is what you are doing!"

"Who are you? The people in Ri Tian Pavilion?" Mo Zong, Mo Lingzi's face was fierce, and he asked sharply.

"Yes!"

Mo Lingzi snorted and said, "Your Tiange Pavilion, it's really hidden! One six tips, one eight tips, and then you are such a master."

"However, you think you killed my Mozong people, today you can still escape under my eyelids?"

"escape?"

Tang Hao snorted, "Why should I run away? Even if you killed them together, that would be fine!"

Hearing that, Mo Lingzi was stunned, and then he laughed.

He had never seen such a rampant person. In the middle of Jindan, he dared to say that he was going to kill him.

Between Jieying and Jindan, there is more than one heavy cut!

The disciples of Mozong, the elders, also laughed.

"Okay! I want to see, how do you kill me!"

Mo Lingzi sneered, flicked his sleeves, a golden sword flew out, stopped in front of him, buzzed and spun.

The sword is turning faster and faster, and the momentum it emits becomes more and more terrifying.

"You killed me Mozong so many people, I will use your blood to commemorate them!" He drank it with a finger, and pointed his finger, the golden sword exploded, carrying a shocking momentum and slammed into Tang Hao.

Before the sword arrived, there was a violent gang wind, such as a knife cutting the surface.

Tang Hao is still standing, still intact.

In the pair of pupils, a quiet change has occurred. One pupil becomes dim, full of death, and the other, on the contrary, is full of life.

Then he raised his right hand and pointed a finger.

This finger pointed out that from his feet, a translucent ripple was swaying, and wherever he went, the Mozong disciples, the elders, and even the vegetation, all withered and withered, were drained to life.

"my leg……"

"What's wrong with me?"

They yelled in horror.

But soon, they could not utter aloud, one by one was drained from head to toe, withered like a dead body, and fell down.

The ripples continued to spread and more people fell.

A burst of vitality came in and merged into Tang Hao's body, and then transformed into the power of annihilation, following that finger.

The sword gas was torn apart like a desolation, and then, even that sword was annihilated...

In Mo Lingzi's horrified gaze, this finger continued to point, piercing his abdomen.

His flesh and blood, and even the Yuan baby in his body, were silently annihilated and a big hole was blown out.

Then, the fall will continue, dying.

"You...you...you are...Qin...Qin Wuming..."

He coughed up blood and was weak.

"Yes!" Tang Hao said coldly.

The mist on the face spread out, showing the original look.

The surviving elders were breathless and frightened.

This one is Qin Wuming, who is known as the first genius in the ninth continent.

At first sight, this strength is much more terrifying than the rumors.

"I knew it! You really have something to do with Ritiange, and that little girl has something to do with you too! Her body is the treasure from Yuanshishan's genius."

"Haha! Qin Wuming, you're done. No one can find you before, but now, you have been exposed, your death time is up, and the day pavilion is finished."

"You destroyed my Mozong, and you won't feel bad!"

"That chick, and Tang Ritian, and you, all will die!"

He roared grimly.

Tang Hao looked indifferent, pacing forward and staring at him coldly.

After a moment, coldly said: "I am Tang Ritian!"

The Mo Lingzi was shocked and stunned.

"This... this is impossible!"

He couldn't believe that Tang Ritian and Qin Wuming were the same person!

Tang Hao did not speak a word, waved his hand, burst into a rage, and burned it to ashes.

Then, kill the surviving Jin Dan one by one.