The Mightiest Little Peasant

"That's... an emperor?"

Han Shifeng was dumbfounded.

How could he not believe his eyes, how long did this guy go in before he successfully obtained the emperor weapon?

How can this be?

If this emperor is so good, how could nobody take it for so many years?

"He came out!"

"What is he holding? Is it the emperor?"

The disciples of the various ethnic groups looked at it, and they were also dumbfounded. They also couldn't believe that this treasure, which no one could get for thousands of years, was taken out by this guy so easily.

How did this guy do it?

But soon, they didn't have time to think about the problem. They stared at the orb with nothing but greed.

That's an emperor weapon!A treasure that all cultivators dream of!

Then Han Shifeng was greedy when he came back, and even his breathing became a little short of breath.

"Hu's name, hurry! Give me the orb!" He said eagerly, "I'm helping you. With your strength, how can you keep this orb, it will only hurt you, you give the orb to Me, I will go back and say good things to you!"

Then he shouted to the Quartet: "Don't try to grab it, Baozhu is my Korean!"

"Oh! The surname is Han. Didn't you say that before? This guy has nothing to do with your Han! What's the matter? Is it related now?" Zhang Zu Shengzi sneered.

"That's why I don't want people to give you the Orb! How can you be a Korean thing!" Another Shengzi chuckled.

"Huh! I said it would be there!" Han Shifeng snorted angrily, then looked at Tang Hao, and said politely, "The surname Hu, please hurry up, give me the pearl!"

With that said, he swept forward to get the orb.

"This is what I got, why should I give you! Are we familiar?"

Tang Haomo held the orb in his hand and looked at him coldly.

"you……"

Han Shifeng listened and couldn't help but get angry.

He took a deep breath, his chest suddenly rose and fell, and the face of Zhang Junlang was somewhat distorted, becoming uncommon.

"Hu's name, you are looking for death!" He gritted his teeth.

"Haha! Han Shifeng, Han Shifeng, don't you think people don't want to take care of you!" Zhang Zu Shengzi sneered, and then he looked at Tang Hao and said, "Brother Hu, you also saw that this situation is very bad for you now ..."

"Oh? Really?"

Tang Hao looked at him and smiled playfully.

"Of course, you see, you are alone, so many of us, there are more than a dozen sons! You should not think that you can get away from us with treasure! So, think about your safety , You should give me the treasure first! I swear in the name of Zhang family, I will definitely compensate you, and will never treat you badly!"

The Holy Son of Zhang Nationality.

"Brother Hu, don't listen to him. The people of this family are the most unspoken. You give me the orb. I swear in the name of the money family to ensure that you leave the place safely and give you enough compensation!"

"Brother Hu, still give me the Yue clan!"

The rest of the sons were unwilling to show their weakness, and they all spoke out.

"Sorry! I am not interested in any of you!"

Tang Hao said coldly.

"You... a big tone!"

"Hu's name, you are shameless!"

All the sons heard their words, and their faces changed, revealing their shame.

A core disciple of the Hu ethnic group, they didn't even see it in their eyes. If it wasn't for Orb, they wouldn't call him Brother Hu and lower his status to win him over.

But this guy was so good, and he still put his nose on his face, so arrogant in front of these sons!

"Hu's name, don't blame us!"

"What nonsense, kill him, take the orb!"

Their faces were gloomy, and their murderous hopes skyrocketed.

The disciples of all ethnic groups behind them also had a bad look, swayed the immortals, and were ready to start.

"Huh? How do I think this guy is familiar?"

Among these many sons, there is one who has not spoken and has been looking at Tang Hao.

He looked suspiciously and looked up and down carefully.

He always felt that this guy was a little familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Hu people? I have no impression! I don't know which one is wild, maybe it's a coincidence! This person just looks a bit similar to the people I've seen before. I have such an illusion."

After pondering for a long time, he secretly said.

He also sighed with relief, ready to shoot.

This wood emperor must be grabbed by his Mu clan.

"This guy... is too self-confident!"

Among the Korean team, some disciples sneered.

That guy was a core disciple, and he didn't know where he came from. He dared to challenge so many saints!

"I see, this guy is desperate to go back to the Koreans with us! Yu Tong, what kind of vision are you! It's too bad! This guy's strength is not good, the key is that there is no self-knowledge!"

Han Ruyu laughed, not to mention how happy she was.

Han Yutong snorted softly without answering.

At this time, the sons looked at each other and shot together at the same time.

Swish swish!

A group of figures rushed out in unison and rushed to the white figure. They were full of immortal brilliance, some of them probed, and they showed a giant palm that covered the sky. They shot forward, and some sacrifices took place. , Bombarded away.

"This guy is dead!"

Everyone in the Han ethnic group sneered, showing a bit of pleasure on their faces.

So many sons shot together, how can this guy escape!

Hula!

The wind hunted, and the clothes were dancing wildly.

The white figure stood there, facing the siege of more than a dozen sons, but it was motionless. In the pair of eyes, there was not even a trace of ripples, some were only calm, and a contempt.

He didn't move until the attacks were near, but he just raised his hand gently and pointed a finger.

This finger is a bit casual, light and flirty, as if it is useless at all.

The saints, and the disciples of all the ethnic groups who watched around, all laughed. In the face of the siege of so many sons, this guy was so extraordinary that he did not run, and he also pointed out such a finger. Does he want to rely on this Finger, are they blocking so many of them?

This is really ridiculous!

But, at the next moment, they could no longer laugh.

As the light finger pointed out, the one that covered only the giant palm and the pieces of the hijacker stopped, and even the sons stopped in shape.

At this moment, it was as if time had stalled, everything was frozen there.

Immediately afterwards, the giant palm shattered silently and turned into nothingness, and the robbers were glorious and fluttered away.

And the sons were all shocked and pale.

All of them widened their eyes, and their hearts fell into a blank space under such a huge impact.