The Mightiest Little Peasant

ah!

Another shrill scream pierced the sky.

A Saint of Four Tribulations was hit by a punch, his body exploded and blood splattered.

A golden light flashed above Tang Hao's head, and his soul left his body and turned into a witch god. He caught the soul and swallowed it in one gulp.

Gulu!

From all directions, there was a loud sound of swallowing.

Many cultivators were frightened and looked extremely pale.

The young man in front of me was covered in blood, and his murderous intent was terrifying. He was as terrifying as the ancient gods and demons!

"This guy... is too scary! I don't want to die!"

Some people started to back off.

Gradually, more people showed signs of cowering and retreated. The fighting spirit they had previously encouraged completely collapsed at this moment.

They all felt a little desperate. They thought that with their numbers, they could exhaust this guy's strength and kill him with their lives. However, after this battle, they found that they were so wrong.

The horror of this guy was far beyond their imagination. They didn't know how many lives they would pay before consuming him to death.

"Fuck them all!"

"You bunch of losers!"

From time to time, angry curses could be heard from the crowd in all directions.

But no matter how they scolded, the crowd was still dispersing, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and it was a bit scary.

Everyone's face looked a little ugly.

In this wave of siege, they dispatched so many people, but they still couldn't do anything to the kid. Instead, they suffered heavy losses. They couldn't count how many people died. The kid could kill one with one punch. It was as if those people were nothing but paper. Like.

"Although this kid's realm is at the Fourth Tribulation, his soul is at the Fifth Tribulation. His strength far exceeds the Four Tribulations. An ordinary Four Tribulations can't stop him at all!"

"If we want to deal with this kid, I'm afraid we'll need those monsters!"

Everyone was talking quietly.

"Why not?"

Tang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head, looked around, and shouted coldly.

After the words fell, no one answered for a long time.

In this empty world, there is only the sound of echoes, swaying far away.

Tang Hao sneered, calmed down his breath, fell to the ground, and walked away.

"You brat, where do you want to go?"

"stop!"

Seeing this, someone immediately shouted.

"If you want to stop me, let them come!"

Tang Hao smiled disdainfully and kept walking.

"you……"

Everyone was furious, but there was nothing they could do. They had agreed just now that only the Saints of the Four Tribulations or people of the same generation could take action. If they tried to stop him, it would be a violation of the rules.

"Let him go! If we follow, we won't be afraid of him running away!"

Above the sky, a giant of seven tribulations spoke out.

"Too!"

Everyone felt relieved now. With so many giants of the Seven Tribulations following them, were they still afraid that the kid would run away?

"Hurry! Follow closely!"

"As soon as reinforcements from the tribe arrive, launch an attack immediately and kill this kid!"

Everyone hurried to follow, and at the same time they were also waiting for reinforcements to arrive. Now there were not many Four Tribulations and young monsters here, so they couldn't do anything to this kid. As soon as the reinforcements from all races arrived, they could grind this kid to death.

Just like that, a spectacle appeared.

On the ground, a young man was walking, and in the sky, there were thousands of cultivators following him. The rays of fairy light reflected the entire sky.

Along the road, countless cultivators were stunned when they witnessed this situation.

"Fuck! What's going on?"

"Who is that? It's so cool!"

At this time, the news spread to all directions, causing another shock.

"What? That man named Tang challenged our Pangu Continent in front of the world's cultivators? Did all those clans agree?"

This news was even more sensational than the previous discovery of the boy's traces.

Everyone was shocked by his boldness and arrogance.

At this moment, more people rushed towards the scene of the incident, wanting to observe this shocking challenge that shook Pangu.

Among all tribes and sects,

It also caused a sensation, and soon, groups of people rushed to the sky and rushed over.

At the same time, those people who were rushing towards the Western Wilderness also received the news halfway, accelerated their speed, and arrived one after another.

In the sky behind Tang Hao, brilliance continued to come and merge into it, and the number of people continued to grow.

As batches of reinforcements arrived, they launched charges again and again. Although they failed each time and suffered heavy losses, Tang Hao's strength was also constantly being worn away.

After repeated fierce battles, he had consumed a lot of elixirs, precious clothes, and several pieces of armor were broken.

At this moment, he was dressed in ragged bloody clothes, with disheveled hair, and looked a little embarrassed, but his momentum had not diminished at all. Instead, he was getting stronger, and he was surrounded by murderous intent that was as strong as substance.

His steps were still steady and he moved forward quickly.

"Almost! It's right ahead!"

He looked forward and murmured.

There, there is hope for his escape!

No matter what, he had to persevere.

"My surname is Tang. I am the Holy Son of the Yan Clan and I have come to meet you!"

"My dear hero Lu, I will do justice for heaven today and eradicate this devil like you!"

Tang Hao was tired of hearing about heroes and saints constantly launching attacks. There were countless clans in the world, tens of thousands of them. He couldn't tell them apart. He was too lazy to tell them apart. No matter who they were, he would just kill them.

He has lost count of how many people he has killed along the way, and how many people at the level of the Holy Son were among them.

"Failed again!"

"How many waves is this already? How can this kid still hold on?"

There was a cry of shock in the crowd.

They couldn't remember which wave of charges this was, and how many people had died. However, the boy named Tang clearly looked embarrassed and almost couldn't hold on anymore, but he refused to fall and was incredibly stubborn.

Wave after wave, they did not know how many lives were piled in.

"This kid... is simply a murderer!"

Many people lamented.

In this battle, even if they finally killed this kid, the price they paid would be extremely heavy.