The Mightiest Little Peasant

"This kid again!"

The night master gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely.

He feels that there is something evil, and the ancient Chinese language of the Dragon tribe is a very partial thing. Basically, few people recognize it, but this kid recognizes it, it is almost hell!

After he looked around, his face became more gloomy.

They are late!

Half of the dragon corpses here have been taken away, at least more than 400, and if the remaining half are evenly divided, they will get more than 200.

And their opponents can get more than six hundred this time, three times as many as theirs.

This result, he was somewhat unacceptable.

This is the bones of a real dragon, each of which is a rare treasure, even if one is not allowed, not to mention more than two hundred, and the remaining four hundred, they must all grab it.

"Jiang Daoyou, Ling Daoyou, presumably you have already received a lot! You should be satisfied!"

Night Lord shouted.

"Yao Daoyou, you are wrong. You came slowly, and it is not our fault. Now that you are here, the rest of you are evenly divided!" Ling Zhanxue said.

"Equal share? Lao Ling'er, you want to be beautiful!"

Li Changhe said sharply, "You don't have to look at how many of us are almost twice as powerful as you. If you go to war, you can't stop it, maybe the dragon corpses you swallowed just now. Spit it out, and now let you leave, that is to give you a few big clans a little face, don't give your face shame."

"Such a face, I Shi people would rather not!"

Shi Qing snorted angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, since you want to swallow the remaining dragon corpse alone, it depends on whether you have this skill!"

With that said, his body was shocked and his momentum exploded.

The violent coercion immediately turned into a raging tide and shot towards the night master and others.

"Humph!"

The night masters and others burst into anger and burst into momentum one after another.

For a time, the two sides stood in the sky and confronted each other.

Boom!

Before starting, the momentum of the two sides is already fiercely fighting.

The night masters and others are full of confidence, in terms of number, they have an absolute advantage, the strength of a single body, they do not lose, there are several clan masters, will not lose to Shi Qing, Jiang Zhengdao and other old monster.

Moreover, there are not only a small number of people on the opposite lineup, but also one of the biggest weaknesses.

That's the kid named Tang!

This kid has just been promoted not long ago, although the immortal blood of cultivation is extraordinary, the combat power is quite amazing, but he can make a few moves with these older people, but he is not their opponent after all.

In this group of people, except for several demons such as Blood Yin Old Demon, others can defeat this kid.

As long as the kid loses, the others on the other side will not break through.

Because these people are united together, it is because of this kid, those old monsters can't make this kid a little surprised.

"I want this kid!"

Li Changhe narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man in white opposite.

There was a tremendous amount of hatred surging in his eyes of the shadowy bird of prey.

It was this kid who harmed his reputation and became a joke, this hatred, he must return it with his own hands.

"Let me come!"

Lord Ye said, "Brother Li Dao, the old clan of the Ling clan will be given to you!"

Li Changhe listened, but he was a little reluctant, but hesitated, but still responded.

With his strength to deal with the kid, it is indeed overkill.

"Lao Ling'er, eat me a sword!"

He shouted and sacrificed an ancient sword, slashing towards Ling Zhanxu.

Ling Zhan was not afraid of fear, grabbed the war spear, but threw it fiercely, and made a fight.

As the two confronted each other, the war broke out immediately.

Boom!

The tremendous roar was shaking.

The two sides added up to more than forty seven robberies and fought fiercely.

"Boy, that battle in the North Sea Market that day, we are not finished yet!"

The Night Lord didn't shoot. He stood there, looking like a bird of prey, a pair of cold eyes like a poisonous snake, staring at the white figure in front.

"Okay! Then continue today!"

Tang Haolang said.

His face was fearless, but there was a terrifying war in his body.

"Humph! Don't do it yourself!"

Sensing this sense of war, the Night Lord looked disdainful.

At the beginning in Beihai, this kid could only take a few tricks from him, and the gap with his strength was still very large. If it wasn't for the night armor, he had already cleaned up this kid.

During this time, this kid did grow a lot. It is said that he got a lot of opportunities in the Dayan Immortal Palace, but if he wants to catch up with him, it is wishful thinking!

"At that time I didn't do my best. Today I will show you my true strength!"

The Night Lord snorted, his body burst out, and he punched and killed.

"Is it!"

The corner of Tang Hao's mouth was lifted, and a sneering look was swept up.

He did not sacrifice treasures, and was like the night master, squeezing his fist in his right hand, and slammed out.

Boom!

A loud noise!

The fists of both sides shook each other heavily.

That night the Lord was contemptuous, but at the next moment, his face changed wildly.

"you……"

He exclaimed, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

How can this force... be possible?

Then, his face twitched, a little twisted, but he could not bear the powerful force of his opponent.

"This is impossible!"

He murmured, but his mind was shocked to the extreme.

The opponent's strength is so incredible that even he can't resist it, but how is this possible?

In Beihai, this kid was able to withstand his punch, but now, this kid's strength has surpassed him?

The interval is just over a year!

In just over a year, how much chance did this kid get, so that his strength has been so amazingly improved?

"Dangdang Night Lord, but so!"

Tang Hao sneered and suddenly exerted force.

what!

With a scream, the main body shaped like a cannonball that night, flew backwards, and with a loud bang, it fell heavily on a mountain range.

Suddenly, the Quartet became quiet.

The cultivators who were fighting fiercely all stopped. They looked down and looked at the downed night, some embarrassed night lord, with a look of trance, and could not believe his eyes.

That's the night master!

Lord of the clan!

Although among the clans of the clan, his cultivation practice is not high, and only 20 or 30 drops of immortal blood are condensed, but his opponent is just a newly promoted kid!How could he lose?

Blood Yin old demon, medicine master, Li Changhe and others were all stunned.

The night master turned over from the ground and stood up, his face a little ugly.

"How much blood do you have?"

He raised his head, staring at the white figure, and questioned.

If it is another old monster, he can roughly judge the realm according to the breath, but this kid is completely a freak, he can't even calculate, this boy has a few drops of blood!

"thirteen!"

Tang Hao sneered coldly.

"What? Thirteen drops of blood?"

The night master heard the words and couldn't help being shocked, like being struck by lightning.

More than a year ago, this kid had only five drops of blood, but now it is thirteen drops?

You know, this kid's repair is not ordinary blood!

What a terrifying speed of such a rise!