The Mightiest Little Peasant

All the Nanyang wizards were dumbfounded.

They turned around, a little sluggish, looking at the Taoist priests who suddenly appeared one by one.

These Taoist priests, one after another, seem to be endless, and it is impossible to count how many there are. They blocked the way, gloomy faces and bad eyes.

"This...what's the matter?"

"Who are they? Where did they come from?"

A group of Nanyang wizards exclaimed.

First the army, then this group of Taoist priests, they were already a little confused by these successive changes.

Isn't he just a stinky boy, how can he draw so many characters!

Then, someone shouted, "Maoshan! They are from Maoshan!"

This sound spread, and all the Nanyang wizards were shocked.

In the Chinese cultivation world, Maoshan is well-known.

At the same time, they were even more puzzled as to why the people from Maoshan came, and looking at the situation, it was obvious that they were all out. No matter how they looked at the situation, something was wrong.

Even if this kid has something to do with Mao Shan, it is impossible for Mao Shan to be dispatched!

Could it be... that these Taoists were dissatisfied with their troubles in China, so they all came out to drive them away?

Master Tutu's face was a little gloomy. He never thought that Maoshan would be dispatched in full force. In the face of so many Taoist priests, they were not sure of winning.

After pondering for a while, he stepped forward and shouted: "Old man Tutu, I think all the Taoists have heard of it!"

"This time, I brought people here, not to provoke you Huaxia, but for revenge. Killing people is a matter of course!"

Saying that, he turned around and pointed at Tang Hao who got out of the car.

"It's this kid who killed my most beloved disciple. Moreover, it is related to the death of my three masters in Nanyang. As long as he is killed, we will leave immediately."

"Masters, what do you think?"

"Fuck Nima! What is right and proper,

If you dare to touch fellow Taoist Tang, we will kill you first! "

All the Taoist priests opened their mouths and cursed. As soon as the country scolded, he smashed his head in the face.

Master Tutu was startled, his expression froze.

Then, his eyes widened a little, revealing a touch of inconceivable color.

Are these guys really the Taoist priests of Maoshan? Not some hooligan?

"Cough cough!"

At this time, there was a light cough from the crowd.

Then, the crowd separated, and a group of white-haired old Taoist priests came out.

They didn't look at Tutu, but looked at Tang Hao, and they were relieved to see that Tang Hao was safe and sound.

"Tang Daoyou is fine, that's great!"

They were all very happy, looking at Tang Hao's eyes, all glowing, as if they were looking at some kind of baby.

As for Master Tutu, the blue veins appeared on his forehead, and he was ignored.

He snorted coldly and said, "Masters, I don't think you want to fight! Although you have a lot of people, if you fight, you will suffer heavy casualties."

"Damn, who's afraid of who!" An old Taoist scolded when he opened it, his face sullen.

"You group of Nanyang monkeys, dare to come to China to cause trouble, it's reasonable, and you dare to bully fellow Taoist Tang, you're just courting death!"

"Give it to me, beat hard, kill these sons of bitches."

The rest of the old Taoist priests also scolded angrily, blowing their beards and staring, and even stroked their sleeves, very roguelike.

"Kill! Kill these Nanyang monkeys!"

A group of Taoist priests roared, took out the yellow talisman, and smashed it forward.

At this time, the gunships hovering in the sky also opened fire suddenly, and the machine guns frantically fired at the group of Nanyang wizards on the ground.

Occasionally, rockets were launched and smashed with a roar.

Boom boom boom!

The rocket exploded, and the flames shot into the sky.

Being attacked by the enemy, these Nanyang wizards were miserable and hurriedly dodged. Some of the weaker ones were swept into a sieve by machine guns and fell to the ground to their deaths.

After a wave, smoke filled the field.

"Come on!"

A group of Taoist priests shouted and rushed in, holding a talisman in their left hand and a peach wood sword in their right hand, killing the Nanyang sorcerer.

In an instant, the war broke out.

Among this group of Nanyang sorcerers, there are many of them with great strength and many means. They can kill many rounds with the Taoist priests, and the fight is indistinguishable.

However, compared to Maoshan's side, they had a lot fewer people, and they had just shot a wave, which caused them a lot of losses, and the decline was irreversible.

Ahh—!

The screams continued, and the Nanyang wizards fell one after another.

Seeing this scene, Master Tutu was trembling with anger and his eyes were splitting.

These people are all his compatriots in Nanyang!

At the same time, he is also extremely regretful. These people came after him, and he harmed them.

If he had known that there would be a conflict with Maoshan, he would have brought more people.

"Damn it! You stinky Taoist priests, go to hell!"

He was furious, hissing and growling.

In his palm, a dazzling brilliance suddenly erupted from the dragon-headed staff, and when he stomped on the ground, a shock wave rolled away.

At the moment, the Taoist priests in the surrounding circles were shaken and flew out one after another, gushing out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn, this old thief is amazing, several senior brothers, let's go together!"

A group of old Taoists rushed over and blocked Master Tutu.

"You...you are so shameless! There is a kind of one-on-one duel!" Master Tutu was so angry that he vomited blood.

In terms of cultivation, he is not low, but he can't stand the crowd!

"What is the face, can I eat it!" An old Taoist said solemnly.

"You...you are shameless!" Master Tutu vomited blood again.

"You are so shameless!" The old Taoist sneered, and when he raised his hand, a few thunders smashed past.

On the side, Tang Hao looked at this scene with a strange expression on his face.

These old Taoist priests are indeed Maoshan people, and they really have their own personalities.

Tang Hao finally knew how the rogue Daoist and Qianji Daoist were brought out. It turns out that the older generation of Maoshan also has this virtue.

He looked left and right, the result of this battle was already obvious.

Those Nanyang sorcerers are already in decline, and they won't be able to stop them for long.

He took out the remaining dozen jade talismans, stepped forward, smashed one from time to time, and also dealt with several Nanyang wizards.

In a few minutes, there will be no more left, only those with the most powerful cultivation are still stubbornly resisting.

But under the siege, in a few minutes, they were still killed.

Master Tutu was the last to fall, and was smashed into scum by a group of old Taoist priests.

Seeing this, all the Taoists cheered.

"Haha! These Nanyang monkeys really deserve it!" The sloppy grower laughed.

Then, with a smile on his face, he walked towards Tang Hao.

"Tang Daoyou, you are frightened! However, you can rest assured now."

The other Taoist priests also followed, and they said something to comfort them, then shook hands with Tang Hao enthusiastically, and looked at Tang Hao with a bit of heat.