The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Friend Luofeng, let's start!"

After the salute, the master of the Sea of ​​Fantasy Sect lifted up and said.

"it is good!"

The Lord Luo Fengshan nodded, opened his mouth, and a red light flew out, flew around a few times, fell in front of him, and turned into a fiery flying sword.

The whole body of this sword is forged with crystals, and there is real fire surging inside, exuding a fiery breath.

Huh!

There was a scream.

The billowing real fire turned into a fire phoenix, rushing out of the sword, spreading its wings, covering the sky and the sun.

Suddenly, the entire world was illuminated by the fire, and the temperature rose sharply.

"Haha! We are one water and one fire, just to overcome each other, but I don't know, who is better!" The master of the sea of ​​fantasy smiled heartily, and a black pot appeared.

As soon as the mouth of the jar was opened, the water poured out from the inside, turning into a huge water dragon.

Ouch——!

With a long roar, the water dragon pounced on the fire phoenix.

Huofeng also screamed and rushed down.

One dragon and one phoenix fought fiercely at once.

"It's really a discussion!"

Tang Hao looked at it for a while before shaking his head straight.

In his eyes, this is no different from playing family, it is really boring.

But think about it, if you want to fight really hard and use all your supernatural powers, it's not a good deal.

However, the two of them are not worth a deal, and they have worked hard, but the methods are a bit monotonous.

After half an hour of fierce battle, Lord Luo Fengshan's face changed a little.

In the black pot opposite, the divine water seemed to flow continuously, and more and more powerful, this treasure was stronger than his flying sword to a level, if he continued to fight like this, he would also lose.

He can only win unless he fights for his life and uses the means to press the bottom of the box.

But where he is willing, he immediately stopped and said, "The Daoist is very skilled, I admire it!"

The other side immediately stopped, laughed, and said, "Friends of Taoism, let's accept it!"

"Prince Yan, sorry!"

The Lord Luo Fengshan swept back and threw a fist at Yan Qing.

"It's okay! Fellow Daoists get on the ship first!"

Although Yan Qing was a little disappointed, she didn't show it, her face was still smiling.

"I won't let it go! Who will fight me again! Send me away!"

The Master of the Sea of ​​Illusory Sect stood in place, shouting at this side.

"I come!"

A burly man swooped out, wearing a cyan battle armor, with an extremely powerful momentum.

"My dear star, the lord of Qingniu Mountain! Come and learn the magical powers of fellow Taoists!"

He drank with a sound, his voice was like thunder, shaking the void.

The master of the Sea of ​​Illusory Sect suddenly changed his face slightly.

Just looking at the temperament of this guy, he knew that this was the warlike generation, and I was afraid that he wouldn't be like the fellow Luofeng Daoist in front of him.

Sure enough, when the man stepped forward, his figure suddenly swayed, and he disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already approached him with a punch.

Accompanied by this punch, there is an extremely overbearing momentum, rushing toward the face.

Oh shit!

The Master of the Sea of ​​Fantasy Sect cursed secretly and hurriedly opened a layer of light curtain, but the next moment, he heard a crisp sound, the light curtain was directly exploded, and the fist blasted directly over his chest. .

what--!

He screamed, his figure flew upside down.

After he stopped, he hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, "Daoist, don't be impulsive, I give up! I'll go down first!"

After speaking, he took the black jar, turned his head and left.

He patted his chest, afraid for a while.

This guy is not easy to provoke, once he is really excited, maybe he really fights his life, then he will be miserable.

"Haha!"

"Why did you run into this bull! Unlucky!"

There was a lot of laughter among the ancestors of the Quartet.

"Cut! Really boring!"

The Blue Bull Sect Master regained his momentum and snorted disdainfully.

Then he swept forward and shouted: "Who is here, fight with me!"

There was a moment of silence.

The holy ancestors on the side of the Heavenly Dragon God looked left and right with a hesitation on their faces.

This bull is not easy to provoke. Either it is a lot stronger than him, or it must be the same militant person, otherwise it will definitely suffer.

"Let me do it!"

After a while, someone stood up, wearing a purple and gold armor.

He rushed forward and fought fiercely with the Blue Bull Sect Master.

"It's still worth seeing!"

Tang Hao watched and muttered.

Such a fierce close fight, with fists and kicks, is much more attractive than the soft fighting method just now.

After the fierce battle for a while, the saint ancestor who was wearing the purple and gold armor showed signs of decline, retreated, and voluntarily gave in.

"This guy... the strength is okay!"

Tang Hao looked at the Green Bull Sect Master and said to himself.

After a while, another person came out on the opposite side to fight fiercely with Sect Master Qingniu.

This time, Sect Master Qingniu showed signs of decline and was defeated.

After all, he also fought a few games in a row and couldn't afford it.

After him, all the people who went up here were just like the Luofeng Mountain Master. They were warm and gentle, fighting against each other, winning and winning, but most of them lost.

Soon, half of the people were eliminated here, while only ten people were eliminated on the opposite side.

The number of people on the court was only twenty-three on the side of Xian Dynasty, and forty-five on the opposite side.

"Ugh!"

Yan Qing at the back looked at it and sighed lightly.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work!

Compared with the Heavenly Dragon God Dynasty, his strength is still a bit weaker, so the influence and connections are not as good as the other party, and the people who invited him are not as many as the opposite party, and they are not as powerful as theirs.

The cultivators who watched the battle from all quarters had already counted in their hearts.

The result of this battle has already been determined.

Even if there are a few more powerful characters on the side of Xian Dynasty, one can pick two, one pick three, they can't reverse the situation and turn the tide.

The competition continues...

Both sides have Ju Daojing playing, and each other is eliminated.

Soon, on the side of Xianchao, another ten people went down, only a few people were left, but on the opposite side, there were thirty people left.

"Ugh!"

Palace Master Jinghua looked around and sighed.

Although he knew he was going to lose, he didn't expect to lose so badly, it is estimated that after all the fight, there will be about 20 people left on the opposite side.

"Forget it, I'll go up too! Lose early and get free!"

After one person here stepped back, he pushed up and eliminated the other person. When another person from the other side came up, he fought for a while, and he almost used up Xian Yuan, then he retreated.

"Friend Tang, I will retire first!"

He swept back, arched his hand towards Tang Hao, and then swept away from the big ship behind.

Tang Hao stood there, still not moving.

He is waiting, waiting for the people here to be eliminated.

At that time, it's time for him to take action.

At the same time, his gaze has been scanning back and forth on the people opposite, he is screening the breath of these people, so as to decide which one to kill.

He is not a demon, and he doesn't kill everyone. Since he wants to kill, he has to pick a wicked figure, and it is better to be someone who is so sinful and wicked that he is justified.

"It's him!"

After picking it up back and forth, he finally locked a target.

At this time, the competition also came to an end. There were only three people left on the side of Xianchao, including him, and there were 22 people on the opposite side.