The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Forget it!"

Tang Hao's face was black, and he looked sad.

He actually deflated on a treasure chest!

But then, his eyes lit up. Since this box is so hard, the material is definitely not ordinary. Moreover, listening to the old guy, this box was made by Pali God himself, and must be the top spirit material.

He stepped forward, touched, knocked, his eyes shining straight.

"Good baby!"

Tang Hao swallowed.

"Hey! Boy, do you still want to take the test, otherwise I will go back." The old man was a little impatient.

"Who is going to accept this broken test!" Tang Hao rolled his eyes. "But I still want the treasure inside."

"Yeah! Boy, do you think it's pretty! I advise you not to sway your ideas. I have met a few people like you before, but none of them succeeded." The old man sneered. A look of disdain.

Like this kind of petster, he always looks down on him and wants to distort his ideas here, it is doomed to failure.

But then, his face changed, and he exclaimed: "Boy, you... what are you?"

He widened his eyes and looked at the Jin Cancan spear in Tang Hao with some shock.

This is not an ordinary robbery, but a real dragon treasure of eight robbery!

"Emperor...Emperor?"

The old man was shocked!

The emperor weapon, that is the eight-robber powerhouse, uses the world's top magical materials forged weapons and weapons, each of which has supreme power.

Tang Hao ignored him, took a long shot, and shot it in the past.

"clang!"

There was a loud bang and sparks were splattering.

Tang Hao looked closely, and saw that the box was still intact, but only a faint trace was stabbed.

hiss!

Tang Haowei took a breath and was horrified.

He is the treasure of the true dragon, and he can't break the broken box.

The old man was a little nervous, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help it, and he laughed aloud: "Stinky boy, how about it, can't it! This emperor weapon is not bad, it's a real dragon treasure! But unfortunately, you The repair is too low to break the treasure chest."

He was gloating again, showing a mockery.

If this kid wants to go the wrong way, he deserves to be deflated.

Tang Hao stabbed a few more shots, looking at the faint trace, and could not help tightening his brow.

If it takes a little time, he can break the box, but that would be too time-consuming and not cost-effective at all.

He pondered for a long time and put away the gun.

"Haha! Boy, give up!"

The old man laughed again.

But then, he was stunned again, his eyes widened even bigger than before, he thought he was almost looking at the flower eyes, this kid was holding another emperor weapon in his hand!

But how is this possible?

Emperor artifacts are quite rare, and there are not many Pangu continents. It’s rare for this kid to have one. How come there are two?

Tang Hao didn't say a word, grabbed the big flame spear, his palm shook, and there was a flame burst.

Seeing the flame, the old man's eyes were rounded, almost horrified.

"Really...really fire!"

He almost groaned, yelling this out.

"Heaven! What a wicked kid this boy is!" The old man only felt his scalp numb.

Two emperors, and real fire!

This boy's origin is bound to be scary!

clang!

There was another bang.

Tang Hao still failed. Even if he used a real fire to urge the Great Flame Spear, he still couldn't easily break the box.

After the old man eased away, he was relieved to see this scene, "Boy, you still give up! Impossible!"

Tang Hao snorted lightly, too.

He couldn't help but break a box, and he couldn't swallow it in his breath. Today, he has to smash the box.

"I will not believe it!"

He grabbed the big flame spear and stabbed again.

Dang Dang Dang!

Boom Boom Boom!

After a lot of tossing, the box was broken a lot, the surface was bumpy, but it was not broken.

"Young man, listen to the old man's persuasion, give up! Why do you have to waste time!" The old man persuaded.

"Oh shit!"

Tang Hao was even more annoyed. Suddenly, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he had a bold idea in his heart. Since he could not break it, move it away and slowly smash it later.

At that moment, he stepped forward to hug the box with both hands, and lifted it up firmly.

The box seemed to be fixed on the ground and could not be moved at first, but Tang Hao gritted his teeth and used his full strength to lift it up.

"Stinky boy, what do you want to do?"

The old man panicked. He had never encountered such a situation. After those people failed before, they would leave in a sad mood. Like a bastard boy, he wanted to move the whole box.

This kid is just too shit, it's awful!

"Boy, put the box down!"

"You are condemned like this!"

He continued to scold incessantly.

Tang Hao was a little upset, and the old guy was like a fly, chattering all the time, making his ears grow cocoon.

Moving to the hole, Tang Haobang dropped the box on the ground.

"That's right! Young people, knowing what you can do can be changed, so good! Come on, quickly move the box back and put it away!" said the old man.

"Move your sister!"

Tang Hao scolded, "I don't open this box today, I don't have the surname Tang!"

Tang Hao was out, he was going to open the box first, and then go to Nadan Shrine.

When he had finished speaking, he took out the big flame spear and tried to stab it again. At this moment, he suddenly seemed to remember something, ah, and then a flash of light in his palm gave him another knife.

At first glance, the old man showed a stunned look.

Then, his face became a little weird. Why is the shape of this knife so strange that it looks like a pig-killing knife.

"Hahaha!"

He couldn't help it, and he laughed out loud.

Is this kid crazy?He even brought out a pig-killing knife, and it was still so broken. Does he want to use this knife to cut the box?

Even if it was a knife, this knife collapsed first!

Tang Hao grasped the knife and hesitated. He knew that the knife was sharp, but he could not cut the box.

However, it is always right to give it a try!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he lifted up the pig-killing knife, and with the greatest effort, he chopped it down heavily.

The old man grinned and laughed again.

Ouch!I really want to laugh at him!

Is this kid stupid!Just the broken knife, don't collapse yourself.

He had already predicted how exciting this scene would be if he cut the knife up.

But at the next moment, his face froze, the smile on his face completely solidified in an instant.

Without the disintegration of imagination, the pig-killing knife split the box like this and cut off a corner, and the relaxed look was like cutting tofu.

The old man's mouth was sluggish.