The Mightiest Little Peasant

"You...what do you want to do? I am the holy son of the Korean people, you can't touch me! I, the Korean people, will not let you go!"

Han Shifeng said with a trembling voice.

"By the way, don't you still want to take her away? If you touch me, my Korean family will never agree to this!"

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he turned around and looked at Han Yutong.

"Not only that, if you touch me, you will also implicate her. If I get hurt by you, she will not be able to escape the blame and will receive the most severe punishment in the clan! Tang, you have to think clearly. ”

He roared fiercely, his expression becoming ferocious.

"You threaten me?"

Tang Hao said coldly.

"So what!" Han Shifeng sneered, "Don't think that you can just take her away now. Her life card is still with our Korean clan, and there is a trace of her soul on it. Our Korean clan wants to find her, or Killing her is easy!"

"court death!"

Tang Hao's face turned cold and he shouted loudly.

He raised his hand and waved his energy, then slapped him hard.

Snapped!

A loud slap in the face.

Han Shifeng let out a scream and was immediately sent flying. His figure was like a top, spinning several times in a row, and blood spurted out from his mouth, splashing several feet away.

By the time he stabilized his figure, his hair was disheveled, and his originally handsome face was now distorted. Half of his face was collapsed, his mouth and nose were filled with blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

He covered his face and yelled crazily, with a look of resentment on his face.

He, the dignified holy son of the Korean people, had never been slapped in the face so hard!

Tang Hao had a cold face and said nothing. He just waved his hand and slapped him again.

Snapped!

Another loud slap.

Han Shifeng screamed again,

He was slapped and flew out.

This time, the other half of his face was also distorted, and his expression became more ferocious and ugly.

"You...you still beat me, I tell you, you are dead..."

Han Shifeng roared hysterically.

But what was waiting for him was another slap in the face, and he continued to be slapped out.

One hit after another.

Tang Hao had no expression on his face and just kept waving.

At first, Han Shifeng could still yell and curse, but after more than a dozen slaps, he no longer had the strength to even curse. He could only hum, and he was dying before his eyes.

Snapped!

After another slap in the face, Tang Hao retracted his hand, looked at him coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Today, I won't kill you, but I will save your life!"

Then, he turned his eyes and glanced at Han Ruyu.

"You dare to bully her, you are very brave!"

He snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped out a palm.

Han Ruyu screamed miserably and was immediately slapped away.

"And you guys!" Tang Hao swept towards the remaining female disciples and slapped them one by one.

A group of male disciples stood aside, trembling as they watched.

"Slap yourself!"

Tang Hao looked at them and shouted coldly.

There were too many people, and he didn't bother to pass them one by one.

"yes!"

All the Korean disciples hurriedly responded and were overjoyed.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to slap myself, it was much better than being slapped by this guy. Looking at the miserable condition of those female disciples, being slapped might cost half of their lives.

Bang bang!

Soon, a series of crisp slaps sounded.

Some disciples were afraid that Tang Hao would be dissatisfied, so they kept slapping him back and forth, dozens of times, until their faces were swollen.

Tang Hao looked at it for a while, then turned around and rushed towards the old dragon.

"You have good blood and pretty good strength. It's a pity to stay here. Why don't you come with me?" Tang Hao said.

The golden dragon immediately lowered his head, showing a respectful expression.

Although the Jiao clan has always been arrogant and does not surrender easily to others, they are willing to sincerely surrender to the truly powerful.

The man in front of him, who is less than a hundred years old, has such amazing strength. He must be an amazing figure in the human race. Even Taoist Biyue who raised him here back then was far inferior to this man when he was young.

Facing such people, he surrendered willingly.

"You don't have to follow me. With your current strength, you are of no use to me. From now on, just follow her!"

Tang Hao turned around and pointed at Han Yutong not far away.

He was already in the seventh tribulation, and a dragon in the late sixth tribulation was of no use to him. If it weren't for Assistant Han, he wouldn't have bothered to subdue it and would just kill it.

Jin Jiao was a little disappointed, looked over there, and nodded.

He could tell that the human race woman had an extraordinary physique and would definitely have high achievements in the future, so it would be a good idea to follow her.

"Okay! Come in!"

Tang Hao took out a jade order and took the golden dragon in.

Then, he came to Han Yutong and handed the jade order to her, "You should keep this golden dragon for self-defense!"

After Han Yutong took it, he seemed to remember something again, and with a sigh, he took out the divine bead.

"You should also take this bead. It's not a good treasure, so just make do with it!" Tang Hao said, handing over the bead.

Not far away, when the Korean disciples heard this, their faces twitched violently.

Damn it! Then he is an imperial weapon! There are many supreme treasures that many cultivators dream of, but the entire Korean clan has few such treasures.

But when it came to this guy's mouth, it seemed like an ordinary thing. Listening to the tone, it seemed that he was a little disgusted!

"What an animal!"

They cursed secretly in their hearts, and they all started to feel sympathy for the imperial weapon.

Then, they looked at Han Yutong with envy.

A divine bead of eight kalpas and a golden dragon in the late six kalpas, no matter which one is the treasure that all cultivators dream of, most cultivators may not be able to obtain one of them even if they spend their entire lives.

And she got it all at once.

"This is too generous!"

Many disciples were speechless.

They were really shocked by this handwriting.

"You don't even think about what kind of person he is, how could he attack a mortal thing?" A Korean disciple said with a bitter smile.

"that's true!"

All the disciples were startled and laughed bitterly.

As core disciples, they are also the best in the clan, but when they meet such a person, they instantly become a frog in the well! Although they are the same age, the gap between them is so big!

"Why! Why did that bitch get such a good treasure!"

Han Ruyu looked at this scene and was almost going crazy with jealousy!

As for Han Shifeng, he was watching from a distance, his expression extremely gloomy.

In his sinister eyes, there was overwhelming hatred.

"Tang, please wait for me. I can't kill you myself, but I won't make you feel better. Don't you still have many enemies? I will let them all know where you are! There are so many Seven Tribulations old monsters. Let’s see how long you can last.”

"And you, you bitch, everything is because of you, and I, Han Shifeng, will not make you feel better!"

He looked at the two of them with a look of resentment on his face.