The Mightiest Little Peasant

Suddenly quiet around, the quiet is a bit scary.

The young geniuses of all ethnic groups are all standing there, their bodies are like sculptures, and they don't move at all. On the faces, there is only complete dullness.

At this moment, their minds are blank.

They stood so blankly, staring blankly at the young man in white.

He still stood freely as before, hunted in his clothes, and danced with ink. He didn't feel a trace of the fairy fluctuations in his body, but he exuded a strong pressure on him.

This terrible pressure was so terrifying that they couldn't bear to shudder.

After a long time of silence, there was a loud sigh of cold air.

Everyone was breathing cold, and his eyes gradually widened, showing extreme shock and suspicion.

With one finger, all the sons will be defeated!

How can this be?

This is ridiculous!It's incredible!

How could this guy be a core disciple so powerful?

One finger defeats dozens of holy sons. Such terrifying strength, even the elders in the later stage of the Six Tribulation in their clan, can't do it!How could this guy do it?

The disciples of the Han ethnic group were the most shocked at the moment, and they were completely ashamed!

Isn't this guy a core disciple of the unknown Hu nationality? This shouldn't be wrong, but how could a core disciple in this area be so scary?

Then Han Ruyu opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, and his expression was terrified.

"This... this is impossible!" she murmured, "he can't be a core disciple, is it... He is the son of the Hu people, but this is impossible! Even if he is a family of children , It’s impossible to be so strong!"

"Who is he?"

She stared at the figure in white and wondered to the extreme.

If this person is also a family of sons, it is impossible to be strong to this level. If it is an old monster, a character of the same generation as their elders, it is impossible, because there are restrictions on this sky, only talents under the age of 100 can come in.

This person must also be a younger generation!

Then Han Shifeng stayed for a long time, and then he recovered.

There was a touch of iron blue on that handsome face.

He always thought that this guy was really a core disciple of the Hu people, and he didn't even put it in his eyes at all, but he never expected that this guy's strength was so terrifying, and he didn't know how many times he was stronger than him.

"You are not a core disciple, you lie to me! Who are you?"

He gritted his teeth and shouted with hate.

"I'm afraid this kind of strength is not an old monster!" Zhang Zu Shengzi said.

"I think so too! Although there is an age limit in this hole, it is hard to guarantee that no one will be able to hide it from the past!" Another Son Yinghe said.

They are not willing to believe that this person is a young man of their peers.

"You... don't you want to kill me!"

Tang Hao looked at them coldly, with a joke on his face.

"Hum! Don't be arrogant, we didn't give our full strength just now! Although your strength is strong, if we do our best to deal with you alone, there is no chance of winning!" Zhang Zu Shengzi groaned angrily.

The other sons also echoed.

They are all sons of a family, with extraordinary strength and many means. If they join forces, they are not without chance.

"Is it!"

Tang Hao twitched his lips and chuckled coldly.

As soon as his voice fell, his figure flickered and suddenly disappeared.

"Huh? How about people? Why are you gone?"

"He's going through the void, quickly, using the eyes of the Ling Tong method!"

Exclaimed the sons.

They quickly reacted, and they urged all kinds of spirit pupils and dharma eyes to want to see through the opponent's tracks.

However, they swept several times, but they couldn't find the opponent's track.

"what happened?"

"How can't I find it?"

They all panicked and couldn't help exclaiming.

"To deal with you, why not go through the void! You... are too slow!"

Between them in a panic, a cold murmur suddenly exploded on the side of them, and on the side of the clan saint son, a figure flashed like ghosts.

"you……"

The Zhang Clan Son heard the voice, turned around, and was shocked.

Subconsciously, he has to step back.

But at this time, the opponent had raised his hand and pointed over.

This finger is so casual, and some light, but it is terrible to fall in the eyes of that family son.

Just this finger just now, broke the attack of a dozen of their sons!

He was so terrified that his face was a little distorted.

He frantically urged the treasure, and in a flash, a treasure light appeared, turning into layers of light curtains to protect him.

However, this layer of light curtain still can't stop this terrifying finger!

In his horrified eyes, this finger was like a destructive, punctured layer by layer of the light curtain, pointing straight towards his chest.

"If you disrespect me, I will ruin your body to show punishment!"

Tang Hao murmured, this finger continued to point, printed on the chest of the son of the clan.

Boom!

The Holy Son was shocked, like a lightning strike, and the armor on his chest immediately collapsed, and then cracked apart. Then, this finger touched him.

"Do not--!"

He screamed in horror, "Dare you move me? I am the son of the Zhang family! You dare to ruin my body, and the Zhang family will kill you! Taking you out of soul and soul, and making you irretrievable!"

"presumptuous!"

Tang Hao heard the words, his face cold, the murderous skyrocketed.

"In this case, I will kill you!"

With a deep voice, he immediately increased his strength and pointed away.

Boom!

In this pointing, the flesh flicked away in an instant.

"hiss--!"

The holy sons of the Quartet, the geniuses of all races, sucked in breath again, so scared that the soul was almost gone.

God!Why is this guy so cruel and so bold!

That's the holy son of a family, he dared to destroy his body, and even killed!

Does he want to live anymore?

Even if it only destroys the flesh, it is also a death feud with the Zhangs. If it is killed, it is an endless end!

"You... dare you!"

After the flesh shattered, the Yuanshen of the tribe's son curled up in the Xian Mansion and drilled out, trying to escape, but was pinched by Tang Hao.

He screamed wildly.

"Don't you dare! The Son I killed, I can't count how many of them I have!"

Tang Hao murmured coldly, and his palm was emptied, and with a loud bang, he squeezed the Yuanshen of the Zhang Family Son.

It was quiet again.

All the sons stood there stiffly, all with a pale face. They were all trembling slightly, and their hearts were already terrified.

This guy really killed Zhang Clan Shengzi!

Dare to kill a family of Saints, this is definitely a peerless murderer, devil!

"He... who the hell is he!"

There was a trembling son.

"So cruel, and killed more than one son... yes! It's him!"

The Mu Clan Saint Child groaned, suddenly, as if thinking of something, exclaimed, and then his face changed, but it became increasingly pale.

"Who is he?"

Immediately, the Son looked and asked anxiously.

The Mu clan Saint Child smiled bitterly: "Dare to kill the Son and kill more than one person, you said, who can be more than Tang Hao in this world!"

"what?"

"It's him?"

Everyone in the Quartet heard that they were stunned by the lightning.