The Mightiest Little Peasant

"You...really from the lower realm?"

Yan Nanfei looked amazed.

Everyone around the same expression, it is a bit unbelievable.

In their minds, the lower realm is a barren and barren place, and even a saint is difficult. Even if there is any genius, the cultivation is very low. How can a young demon with three robberies be produced?

Moreover, there is an amazing array of talent.

This kind of strength, this kind of talent, can be a son of a family.

"Why? Don't believe it?"

Tang Hao said coldly.

"That's not true. I'm just surprised. Everyone can come out like you!" Yannan Feidao said, "You can be born in the lower realm. If you can get to this level, I admire you, but the lower realm is the lower realm after all. It’s not as good as my Pangu continent, you have an amazing array of talents, but in terms of strength, it is still far inferior to me!"

With that, he snorted, showing a little disdain.

When this guy just showed off his strengths in the three robberies, he was still a little worried. He was afraid that this guy was a secret heir from a sect, but since it came from the lower realm, there was nothing to worry about.

In terms of state, this guy is not weaker than him, but in terms of supernatural powers, he is definitely not as good as his many sons.

"The lower realm is the lower realm. Even if this guy can come up, it's just a stronger grasshopper."

"The people in the lower realm dare to be so rampant, I don't think he wants to live!"

Everyone in the Quartet sneered.

A guy from the lower realm has no background here, and the status is not even as good as the sectarian children. Today, they will kill this guy without any trouble.

"Why? You are born in a spiritual abyss, it's amazing? I want to see, how much skill do you have in the so-called saints!"

Tang Hao looked around and sneered coldly.

"Yo! Look, how crazy this guy is!"

"Don't surname Tang, don't be arrogant. I have many sons in Linghuang, no matter which one comes out, killing you is as simple as slaughtering a dog!"

All the sons were furious and shouted.

"Okay! Then I will wait for you to kill!"

Tang Hao drank coldly.

"I don't need them, I'll be enough! To kill you, I'm three punches!"

That Yan Nanfei snorted angrily, and suddenly shot, saw his foot stomped, his figure suddenly disappeared, flicked to Tang Hao in the blink of an eye, he did not use the purple sharp gun, and instead banged with a punch.

This punch, the momentum is very fierce, so that the Quartet's void has rippled.

"Three punches? What a big tone!"

Tang Hao said coldly.

He did not retreat, but moved forward, his right hand squeezed his fist hard, and went away bravely.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

The two fists slammed against each other firmly, centering on the collision point, a ring of visible rippling rage opened.

That Yan Nanfei was contemptuous, but at the moment, his face changed abruptly, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

This guy's power... how could it be so strong?

Suddenly, there was a turbulent wave in his heart, and he thought that this punch would not be able to bear this guy, and he was fluttered out by him, but now, he seemed to have encountered an iron wall and his opponent was immobile.

Moreover, from the opponent's fist, there was a force of terror that easily shattered his power, and then came like a landslide and tsunami, and it came insanely.

He gritted his teeth, and his face was gradually flushed. After a while, he groaned and couldn't hold on any more, and was flicked out.

Pedal Pedal!

After landing, he stepped back more than ten steps, and then he barely stabilized his body, and his appearance was a bit embarrassed.

Upon seeing this, everyone in the Quartet was dumbfounded, their faces stunned.

How could this be?

Shouldn't that Tang surnamed be blown away with a punch, now how is it reversed?

Fighting the flesh, Yan Nanfei couldn't even fight a kid from the lower realm?

"What a son, but so!"

Tang Hao gently shook his wrist and sneered.

"you……"

Yan Nanfei was angrily angry and scolded, "I didn't count this punch just now, it's my care! Take another punch!"

He slammed and rushed again, punching heavily.

Tang Hao squeezed his fist and went away.

Boom!

There was another loud noise.

The two confronted each other again, their fists fought against each other, and their momentum collided, exploding the boundless glory.

Immediately after that, there was a mumble.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the Yan Son Shengzi again flew out, embarrassed to the ground.

"Lost again!"

"what happened?"

Everyone yelled in awe, and they were all suspicious.

Fang Cai’s punch can be said to be careless, what about this punch?Is that Yan Nanfei careless again?

I'm afraid it's justified!

"Yan surname, don't let it go!"

"Yan surname, can you do it!"

There was a boo in the crowd.

After Yan Nanfei stabilized his body, he froze for a moment, and then his face was flushed with red, revealing a daunting, ashamed look.

But he is the holy son of the Yan family, is it better than a ants from the lower realm?

He screamed in the sky, and madly urged blood, the purple god armor on his body was even more brilliant, there was a ghost of the beast rushing out, and roared in the sky.

His body skyrocketed and climbed continuously. At the moment when he reached the peak, he stomped his foot and rushed out again, condensing his strength and bursting a punch.

Tang Hao's face was still as usual, and he punched a punch as before.

Boom!

For the third time, the double fists faced each other.

Sigh!

It was still that Yan Nanfei, although he used his punches to the full, but he defeated faster and more thoroughly. He was blasted out in the blink of an eye, and he uttered blood in his mouth.

He kept falling dozens of feet before he landed heavily.

The Quartet was quiet, and the needle fell.

Everyone is dull.

Three punches!

That Yan Nanfei still lost, one punch was worse than one punch, and looking at his opponent, he was still so calm, clearly not using his full strength.

"This guy's flesh...how could it be so strong?"

Everyone was a little shocked.

That Yan Nanfei is a natural god pupil. On the flesh, it may not be as good as those sons who are born with bones, but he has a dragon bone embedded in his body, and the flesh is not weak among the sons. Is it so miserable?

"Don't say...that guy is born with bones?"

Someone guessed.

In the lower realm, there are few natural saints, but it is not without them. In the previous blood source ceremony, there were also several people who came up. This guy must have a natural bone, so the body is so powerful.

"You, only this skill!"

Tang Hao paced, staring contemptuously at the Yan Son.

Yan Nanfei gritted his teeth, and his face was so blue.

"I'm underestimating the enemy. I didn't expect you to be so strong! But don't be complacent. You are not my opponent in terms of true strength!"

He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, a ruthless expression on his face.

"I'll let you try it, my pair of supreme god pupils are amazing!"