The Mightiest Little Peasant

"what is this?"

Another group of people came, sweeping around, glancing at the sloppy thing on the ground.After a closer look, they recognized this as a corpse.

"A broken corpse! Dirty!"

They scolded immediately.

"Go around, hurry to find the baby!" They all thought about the baby, and had no time to ignore the body.

In just half a day, there were several people passing by, but nobody cared about the body. In their view, this was a roadside corpse. Even if there was something on their body, they had been stripped. What might be left.

"Strange! Why didn't you do anything?"

After a lot of people turned around, they almost turned this place upside down, but they found nothing, and many people were also attacked by fierce beasts and died here.

"Damn! Not even a fart!"

A group of people came from the end of the wasteland, and a young man in purple robe walked ahead, cursing while walking.

Behind him, a group of people also looked stunned.

They came over at the earliest, they thought they could find some baby, but the result was empty joy.

"Huh? What is that?"

The young man in the purple robe scolded all the way and came over. With his eyes raised, he glanced at the sloppy thing on the side of the road, which was dark and dazzling.

When he took a closer look, his face changed, and he could not help but scolded: "Fuck! A broken corpse, what a shame!"

He scolded and lifted his foot to kick.

"Ouch!"

But then, there was a scream, and the young man hugged his feet and sprang up, his face green with pain.

The corpse is too hard, just like an iron block.

"Young Master! What's wrong with you?"

A group of people were shocked and rushed up.

"No... nothing!" The young man rubbed his toes, put it down again, waved his hands, and pretended to be very calm. "This corpse is a little bit hard."

"Oh!"

Everyone was relieved.

They began to look at the body and talked.

"What is this dark paint?"

"Well! It's really a little bit hard!"

Someone went up and touched it, and it was a real deal.

The young man looked at the corpse, and there was a nameless fire in his heart. He turned around for so long, and found nothing. It was already full of gas.

Now he was given a corpse to the pit, which is tolerable, which is unbearable!

"Humph! I told you to pit me!"

He raised his foot again, this time, he transported Dao Yuan, rushed to his toes, and kicked hard again.

With all his strength, he vowed to kick the corpse off with a kick to vent his anger.

But then, with a thud, the corpse was intact and did not tremble, but his toes were cracked.

"Oh--!"

A heartbreak and a scream like a pig, sounded on this wasteland.

The young man fell to the ground, holding his feet, and kept howling loudly.

He was trembling with pain, cold sweating, and he was a little bit dumbfounded in his heart. What's going on?Why is this body so hard?Is he really a corpse?

At this moment, he was a bit suspicious of life!

At the same time, he was a little bit embarrassed. He was so majestic and imposing. He was planted on a dead body today?What is this called!

The group of people behind him were stunned, somewhat suspicious of their eyes.

"really!"

"How could it be so hard?"

They wondered.

Young Master's cultivation is not low, it is all cut, how can it be impossible to defeat a corpse?

The young man gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He climbed up from the ground and his face was extremely blue.

"Okay! You are kind, you are dead, and dare to fight against Ben Shao. I tell you, Ben Shao is not so irritating. Today I will be on the bar with you. I’m not surnamed Li!"

He pointed at the body and gritted his teeth.

Everyone's face became a little weird.

That's just a corpse!How did the young master follow a corpse!

"Look at my sword!"

The young man raised his hand and added a long sword in his palm.

He lifted his sword and smiled indifferently: "Hum! I'll let you try it now, this is great!"

"That's the sword given to the young master by the palm master, the top-grade ancient artifact!"

Someone in the crowd whispered.

"Hi! Young Master is also true, killing chickens with a oxen knife, let's say, chopping a body with a sword taught by the palm, it's unlucky!"

An old man shook his head and sighed.

At that moment, the young man raised his sword high, and with the force of breastfeeding, he chopped towards the corpse. He wanted to split the corpse in half and then chop it into pieces.

The sword fell, but instead of the bang that was imagined, it was clang.

The young man's face suddenly froze, his eyes widening wide, looking at his sword dullly, bursting apart and breaking into pieces.

The group of people in the back was also dumb, with their mouths wide open.

That expression looks like hell.

For a long time, there was silence all around, and a group of people seemed to be petrified.

For a while, a grunt sounded.

They swallowed hard, and their faces were dazed.

A handful of top-quality ancient artifacts, even though the corpse could not be chopped, but it was cracked?

God!

What kind of body is this?

The young man stood there, staring at the broken sword in his hand and completely stunned.

"Huh! Isn't this you Xianzong people!"

At this time, on the other side of the wasteland, a group of people came. When they saw this group of people, they all shouted, with a bit of badness in their tone. Obviously, the relationship between the two was not good.

When they came over, they found that this group of Xianzong people looked a little wrong.

When they looked closely, they understood that the eyes looking at the corpse were all bright, and a corpse that could not be cut by the finest ancient artifacts was definitely a bit of a comeback.

But then, there was a flash of disappointment on their faces.

Even if there is any baby on the body, it has been picked up by people, and it is impossible to stay.

"You're surnamed Li, you can't do it! Look at my sword, the superb weapon, is it your kind of tattered match!" A strong young man came out, raised his hand, and offered a handful of blue The sword was swayed a bit, proud.

The Young Master Xianzong's face was a little somber.

"Get away! Get away! Don't block me!"

The strong young man walked forward, squeezed away the young Master Xianzong, then lifted the sword and slashed towards the corpse.

But then he couldn't get up, and the smile on his face froze.

The sword was cut off with a loud clang, and the corpse was intact, but instead his ancient sword of the best-of-breed weapon-level fell apart and broke.

"My day--!"

His eyes were raised, and he couldn't help but scolded.

"Gosh!"

"How could this be?"

Behind him, a group of people exclaimed with a look of disbelief.

Even the group of You Xianzong was stunned again.

Even the ultimate Taoist weapon can't cut this corpse!

After the shock, they looked at the corpse, all of them changed, revealing a fiery, greedy look.

This corpse is harder than the Need for Taoism, and it must be a peerless master of body repair during his lifetime. This body is a treasure in itself, and it is the best material for the refiner.