The Mightiest Little Peasant

The iron stream is rolling like a long dragon.

Then, there was a roar of propeller rotation, and from behind the mountain peaks, armed helicopters swept over.

This battle is amazing.

In the middle of the steel torrent, on an off-road vehicle, a middle-aged man in military uniform stood with a telescope in one hand, looking ahead.

His eyes swept across the ruins, but there was no movement.

He nodded with satisfaction, put down the telescope, turned around, and said to the two people sitting behind: "Two masters, there is no movement over there, that stupid Chinese man must be dead."

"Five fighter jets, dozens of missiles, no matter how powerful people are, they can't stand it!"

Hearing this, the two people in the back seat looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Indeed, with dozens of missiles, no matter how powerful a cultivator is, he might not be able to withstand it. The previous one only used two fighter jets and ten missiles, which seriously injured him.

This one, if dozens of missiles go down, I am afraid that it will be killed directly.

However, after all, they are cultivators, and they can't rest assured if they don't see the corpse and finally confirm the death.

"Go and have a look!" a man said.

The two of them were all dressed in white, with strange white high hats wrapped around their heads, and they were all in their fifties. There was a big bag beside them both.

Inside the bag, something seemed to be twisting, making a frightening hissing sound.

"Yes! Master!"

The military uniform, Asan, gave orders, ordering the entire army to advance at full speed to surround the ruins.

After a while, they came to the ruins.

With an order, a carload of soldiers rushed down quickly, lined up in rows, and in the sky, armed helicopters continued to circle.

The two masters got out of the car, one carried a bag and walked forward.

When I got close, I glanced around, and there was no sign of life, not even a corpse.

"Shouldn't it be... be smashed into slag!"

"Haha! Deserving it! Chinese people are simply idiots,

Dare to send people over, come one, we will kill one, it is best for them to come one by one, so that we can destroy the cultivators in China without much effort. "

"Huaxia people are really beyond their own power."

The two laughed.

But at this moment, I saw a mound moving not far ahead, and then, the sand dispersed, revealing a person who was standing on the ground with his hands and climbed up from the ground.

In an instant, the sneering stopped abruptly.

The expressions of the two men froze there.

The next moment, his eyes were suddenly rounded, and they almost bulged out of their sockets, with a look of extreme horror on his face.

OMG! Is this guy still alive? Can you still stand up?

how can that be!

Being bombarded indiscriminately by dozens of missiles, even if only a few head-on hits are enough to kill this guy, not to mention, there are the aftermath of the explosion of dozens of other missiles!

No matter how big this guy's life is, at least he has to be disabled and faint!

How is it possible to stand up awake?

This is simply incredible!

At the rear, the man in the military uniform and all the Asan soldiers were all rounded up, with a look of horror on their faces.

Nima!

After being hit by dozens of missiles, he didn't die, and he stood up. What kind of monster is this!

"Cough cough!"

With a heavy cough, Tang Hao covered his chest and frowned.

The wave of bombing just now really hurt him. The light curtains all burst, and the aftermath shocked him. Now his forehead and chest are a little uncomfortable.

Those more than a dozen jade pendants were also blown up, and they were all money!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his sword brows stood upright, and a monstrous anger ignited in his eyes.

These damned Asan, who killed him from China, now dare to hit him with missiles, so that he almost vomited blood!

This is simply unbearable!

His fists clenched gradually, and murderous intent surged in his heart.

As soon as he raised his head, a Senhan face was revealed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You, all of you, be damned!"

A group of Asan soldiers turned pale in shock, and took a step back in unison, their faces turning pale.

Missiles can't kill them, which really frightened them.

The two masters were also surprised.

But then, the courage rose again.

Because they found out that this guy is very young, he is a hairy boy, and this boy looks very weak, which is also true. After being bombarded by so many missiles, even the most powerful person will kneel, not to mention this kid.

This kid, I'm afraid he used some technique to avoid the missile!

They know that there are many strange spells in China.

"Stupid Chinese boy, you are the damned one! Accept the punishment of the snake god!"

Another person also shouted, with a frenzied expression, "Stupid Chinese, under the wrath of the snake god, fear! Tremble!"

As soon as the two opened the bag, flying snakes came out and rushed towards Tang Hao.

"Damn it! Why is this so familiar!"

Tang Hao rolled his eyes and muttered secretly.

Then, twisting his neck, his face became cold.

He stepped forward, and when he directly probed his hand, he pinched the seven inches of a flying snake, and then twisted his hands fiercely, and twisted the snake's head off.

In an instant, the blood of the snake splattered like a spring.

"Trembling, your sister! Fuck the snake god of Nima! All of you ass, die!"

Tang Hao burst out.

Saying that, with a flick of his hand, dozens of jade talismans flew out.

Boom boom boom!

The fire and thunder continued to explode, engulfing the flying snake.

Then, clap clap! The snake corpses fell like raindrops.

Seeing this, the eyes of the two masters protruded again, and their faces were already distorted because of extreme shock and fear.

OMG! This kid is a real pervert!

At this moment, they turned around and ran for their lives without even thinking about it.

But as soon as he turned around, there was a sound of breaking air behind him.

puff!

The blade slashed across the neck, blood splattered, and the person on the left froze, whimpered, swayed, and fell down, unable to die any longer.

Seeing this, the other person's body froze, and he didn't dare to move, and his whole body was trembling violently.

An icy blade was already on his neck.

"I ask you, where is that person? The Chinese from before!"

That Asan shivered and said in a trembling voice, "I was... arrested!"

"Where?"

"No...don't know...I really don't know!"

"Don't know? Go die then!"

Accompanied by a cold voice, the blade swiped lightly, and there was a screeching sound, and blood splattered.

That Asan covered his throat, twitching all over, with a look of fear on his face.

It shook and fell down, completely dead.

"Now, it's your turn! You play big with me, and I play big with you too, don't even try to run away!"

Tang Hao held the dagger and waved it lightly to remove the blood from it. Then, raising his head, he swept forward coldly.

In that pair of ink pupils, murderous intent surged wildly.