The Mightiest Little Peasant

In the trial area, a group of chickens and dogs jumped, and there were crowds of refugees everywhere.

The ancient disciples were panicked and fled around, fearing that they would encounter the surnamed stone.

They were very depressed. They thought that with the treasures borrowed from the clan, they would be able to overwhelm the stone surname and repair him well, but it never happened that the guy didn't know where he got an iron rod from. Come.

The iron rod, thick and big, hard and unbelievable, the three robberies and the babies of the four robberies, could not stop the iron rod.

"Where is he such a powerful baby?"

They couldn't figure it out.

High-level robbers are extremely rare, not even a few of their ancient clan, let alone this kid from a remote star field.

"That surnamed Shi is too much!"

"Let me teach him!"

Among the ancient disciples, those powerful masters couldn't help but rushed over, hoping to stop the surnamed Shi, and restore the face of their ancient disciples.

"Brother Stone is amazing!"

"Brother Shi is really my role model!"

Watching Tang Hao sweeping the four sides, the ancient disciples were fleeing everywhere, and the grassroot disciples were full of blood and excited.

In Qitianyuan, the ancient disciples have always dominated the world. Because there are many ancient disciples and the background is strong, these grass-root disciples are simply incomparable.

Many of them have been bullied and ostracized by the disciples of the ancient tribe, which has long been uncomfortable.

It's just that there was no way before, they could only endure it, but now that there are Brothers Stone, they can fight.

"Come on! Hurry up and help Brother Shi to dry up with the bastards!"

"Fuck! Fuck them!"

They roared with excitement, poured out from all sides, and killed the ancient disciples.

In the beginning, the disciples of the ancient tribe were all beaten up, but they never thought that this group of grassroots would unite and attack them together.

When they came back to God, they also joined forces and killed a group of grassroots disciples.

After a while, the situation spread and swept across the trial area.

With Tang Hao as the fuse, the war between the ancient disciples and the grass-root disciples broke out in an all-round way.

All the disciples were divided into two factions, playing fiercely.

There are many ancient disciples and many masters, and they have an overall advantage. However, there is Tang Hao on the grassroots side. He has a group of them, with iron rods in hand, sweeping the four sides and invincible.

Moreover, among the grassroots disciples, they are also Tibetan dragons and lying tigers, and there are no shortage of masters, enough to compare with the top masters of the ancient clan disciples.

The two sides are fighting each other.

"Good boy! Are these disciples crazy?"

Those giant beasts protruded their heads from the nest and looked around.

They have a long life, and they don’t know how many trials they have experienced, but they have never seen such a situation.

"One side is the ancient ethnic group and the other side is the grassroots. The contradiction between the two factions has always existed in Qitianyuan, just because of the kid, it broke out completely!"

"That kid... seems to be more powerful than before, he has the breath of a real dragon! That is the fourth form of real dragon change!"

They whispered.

clang!

There was a thunderous clash of gold and iron.

Tang Hao struck a flying sword that Fei faced with a stick. His figure flashed, and he swept to his opponent in an instant, and swept away with a stick.

Boom!

The light curtain of the opponent's body exploded, and then, that treasure garment was also cracked by the violent force, and this stick was firmly knocked on the opponent's abdomen.

The man's figure bowed, his face was twisted by the extreme pain, a mouth opened, and a puff of blood puffed out.The next moment, he flew out like a cannonball and penetrated mountains.

When he stopped, he was very embarrassed and weak.

The battlefield is everywhere, so quiet for a moment.

Those ancient disciples were horrified before they were knocked off by a stick, but in their ancient clan camp, they could be ranked in the top ten, and they also held a weapon of four robbery.

But as a result, still can not stop the stick of this surname Shi!

They looked up and looked at the figure standing in the sky, with golden hair and golden eyes, and a golden figure glowing all over the body.

For most of the disciples, the power of this guy has been heard. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I only realized that the power of this guy is far beyond their imagination.

"This guy...really from Liuyun Xingyu?"

Their expressions were bleak, and a bit of bitterness could not help.

"Stone Brothers mighty!"

The grassroots disciples in the Quartet all shouted their arms and shouted with excitement. Their morale soared and became like a rainbow. The ancient disciples who had killed were defeated one after another.

"Stone surname, we fight again!"

Lei Zhentian rushed out of the crowd, hissed and roared, and the fighting spirit was terrifying.

His god pupil started, and the golden awn of Xu Xu emerged. In an instant, the wind and the clouds moved, and the color of the world and the earth changed suddenly from day to night.

In his eyebrows, the thunderbolt's imprint was bright, his hands flicked, and an ancient thunder streamer flew out. The old streamer's face was engraved with thunder dragons.

One of the thunder dragons moved up and rushed out of the stream. Its length is thousands of feet, its size is huge, and it occupies the whole sky.

Surrounded by this thunder dragon, the thunderstorm weather became stronger and stronger, and the brilliance in the pair of god pupils became more and more vigorous.

"Humph! It's just a defeat! What a natural god pupil, but that's all, see me breaking it."

Tang Hao screamed, his figure sank, and he greeted Lei Zhentian.

Behind him, the seven-wheeled road ring appeared, and then the seven road fruits manifested one after another in the shape of a circle, surrounding him behind.

A burst of fire burst out into a blaze of dragons, spinning around the stick.

He did everything he could, with all his strength in one place, he struck hard with a stick.

The Thunder Dragon was the first to bear the brunt of it, only to support it for a moment, it was burst and was knocked out, and then the two beams of Divine Light were killed.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The brilliance burst out at this moment, illuminating the whole night.

Everyone exclaimed and covered their eyes.

In mid-air, the two sides confronted each other, seeming to be evenly divided, but just a moment later, the situation changed drastically, and turned to Tang Hao completely.

The opponent's two beams of divine light kept breaking apart.

what--!

The thunderous thunder screamed, his expression almost mad.

He has lost once, and this time he can't lose again.

He frantically urged the power of the god pupil, the corner of the pair of golden pupils, there was a ray of blood overflowing, but it exceeded the limit.

"Get out of here!"

Tang Hao drank coldly, and suddenly exerted force, which defeated the two beams of the gods in one fell swoop, knocked hard, and threw the thunderous sky flying out.

puff!

Lei Zhentian spouted blood violently, fell out, flew a hundred feet away, and shattered a mountain, before it fell and was seriously injured.

"Lost again!"

Those ancient disciples' expressions dimmed and became more and more frustrated.

This Lei Zhentian has lost to the surnamed Shi for the second time. When the sage's money came to the surnamed Shi, he was only abused, which made them sigh.

"The born god pupil lost, I don't know the born god bone, what's wrong with this surname!"

Everyone whispered, all eyes turned, and they all fell to one place.

There stood a graceful figure, Xia Yi fluttered like a fairy Ling Chen.