The Mightiest Little Peasant

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the golden ship galloped.

At the bow of the ship, two old men stood, robed and hunted, must be flying, and the whole body exuded a mountain-like momentum.

The one on the left is Wan Qingzi, who teaches off the palm of the sword mountain.

The other person was wearing a white robe embroidered with Fei Lian, but it was Feng Paya, the former patriarch of Feng Bobu.

Both asked, and were the top giant figures on the ninth continent.

Feng Boya looked up and looked back, then looked back at the big ship underneath, revealing envy, "Brother Wan Qing, you have a good baby off Jianshan!"

"If I had one, I wouldn't fall into such an end."

With that said, he turned around and looked at the group of people, revealing sadness.

This is the only person left in his wind department.

Once the super tribe, there are only more than one hundred people left at the moment, what a desolation!

Then, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he had a monstrous hatred in his eyes.

Behind him, a group of Fengbo tribes also showed hatred.

Wan Qingzi said: "Brother Feng, you can rest assured that this hatred will definitely be reported! That smelly boy will die in our hands sooner or later!"

"This……"

Feng Boya was discouraged at the moment, and some were sullenly said: "That kid is too wicked, and he is a monster at all, not to mention the treasure, the cultivation base is still so perverted, we can't kill him with both of us!"

With that said, he was full of bitterness.

Everyone asked that they were all ants, but how could such a freak out of it, with the perfection of the baby, killing them and asking them to fall into the water?

Does this make sense?

The Ninth Continent, no, how could this perversion appear in this world?

Thinking of that night, the kid was holding a treasure bow, an arrow shattered the situation of the guardian of his wind prince, he was still chilling in his heart, terrified.

Wan Qingzi frowned and said, "That stinky boy is indeed a demon!"

This point, even he had to admit.

"But..." Then, he changed his tone, "The boy is no more evil, it is just a baby, and he is a good man, no matter how good he is, we can't kill both of them, so how many more!"

Feng Boya stunned, "You mean..."

"Yes, we're going to ask for help and kill the kid together. And you see, what is this!" Wan Qingzi took out the god virtual flag and showed it.

"His! God Xuwa! You got this baby!"

Feng Boya gasped, stunned.

Wan Qingzi smiled, somewhat complacent, "With this streamer, I can summon two gods who asked the level of False God. Let's invite three more people, that is, seven asked, can't we kill the kid!"

Feng Boya was excited at the moment, "Okay! Okay! The seven deity asked, killing him is not easy!"

"Hahaha!" Wan Qingzi laughed as if he could already see the scene of the abominable kid tragically dying in his hands.

"Let's go to invite Luo Luo ghost first, then go to Shangguan brother...these people are traveling around, the track is uncertain, I am afraid it will take a little time, but anyway, let the kid live a few more days!"

"When the town kills him and seizes his baby, we will be able to regroup and rebuild our glory!"

Wan Qingzi laughed more and more freely.

That Feng Boya also laughed and was in a great mood.

He was more excited and his eyes were hot.

That kid is simply a mobile treasure trove, as long as he kills him and wins the treasure, then they can rise up again.

On the big ship, the atmosphere suddenly became cheerful, full of laughter.

In the distant sea of ​​clouds, Tang Hao was hiding there, listening to the laughter from there, he could not help but sneer.

If he didn't know, he might be killed in embarrassment, but now he knows, who will escape is not necessarily the time!

"I have to prepare well and give them a surprise!"

Tang Hao secretly said.

He followed the ship and listened for a while, then he walked away.

God Soul Yukong, the speed is extremely fast, two or three hours later, he returned to the barren mountain, fell down, returned to the flesh.

He set off immediately and hurried back to Ritiangu.

For the next period of time, he stayed in Yanzhong and started to make formations, and at the same time took the time to practice the "Shen Xu Jing".

The outskirts of Ritian Valley have been very lively.

Some people came from major forces and came to visit, some came to see the true contents of that day, and many came to worship teachers.

"Master is on, worship by the disciples!"

"Master, if you don't come out in one day, the disciples can't afford it in one day!"

Hundreds of meters away from the valley, the knees were full of people, mostly teenagers and girls in their twenties, but there were also seven or eight years old, standing next to their parents and cheering there.

"Er, you have been kneeling for ten days. If you persist, you will be able to touch your master!"

Even, there is a thirty-four-year-old uncle.

"My fucking, uncle, how old are you, do you still have to be shameless?"

The teenagers all around looked at them in surprise.

"Fuck! What is your face, can you eat it!"

The uncles were thick-skinned and unmoved.

A group of people kneeling and kneeling, the number is increasing, and it has become a spectacle outside the valley.

In Nanping City, it is even more lively, full of people from all over the world.

On this day, Nanping was still bustling and busy.

Suddenly, in the high altitude, the sky was rippling, and a huge golden ship sailed out, traversing in the air.

Someone noticed the first time and exclaimed.

"Look, what is that?"

"It's not good, that is the Lei Xiao Ship of Broken Sword Mountain. Broken Sword Remains!"

Suddenly, the Nanping City was in chaos, and everyone was panic-stricken, and they ran out after pulling their legs.

Those who opened the store listened to the news, but also rolled up and ran.

Sword Sword Revenge must have come to avenge. When asked about the level of fighting, it must spread to Nanping City.

Outside the Sun Valley, the crowd also fleeed and fled.

At this time, in that giant ship, Dao Dao figure flew out, rushing towards Ritian Valley.

The five elders asked all of them for their early cultivation, and they were so impressed.

One of them shook his hand, and the streamer burst out and flew around, but it was a banner.

A total of twelve sides formed a large formation that blocked the Quartet.

The other four people sacrificed their treasures together. Wan Qingzi took the lead and sacrificed the broken sword, which turned into a rainbow, and fell from the sky dome. Feng Boya sacrificed a cyan giant pillar and smashed it down.

The remaining two sacrificed a violin, the strings flicked, and a glory of flying flew out, turning into a shape of a luan bird, and the other sacrificed a red copper furnace, which shone a red light.

Four glorious, unmatched momentum, all rushed towards the Ritian Valley.

All the people running away from the Quartet raised their heads, revealing extreme shock.

Five came to ask!

What a terrible lineup this is!