Chapter 1558

Everyone stood in a daze.

Some of them can't believe their eyes. They are magnificent and respected. They are famous experts near the star in the East. They were killed by one blow!

Take the six ancient swords with bare hands and kill a respected strong man in a second!

This boy... How can he be so strong?

Even those saints were shocked and unbelievable.

"This... This is really a stone boy?"

On the big ship, all the people in qitianyuan were stunned, puzzled and suspicious.

More than ten years ago, when Qi Tianshan was in the first World War, the boy was still beheaded. How can he be so fierce now? It's incredible!

"This boy is a monster. After more than ten years, I'm afraid there will be another chance. We're alone. We're definitely not his opponent. Go together, kill him and avenge the disciples!"

Suddenly, someone made a noise.

This man is the head of the Chinese nation!

In Duobao mountain, several of his Chinese elders fell and died in the boy's hands.

He will kill the boy himself and avenge the dead disciple!

"Kill him!"

In an instant, the four sides were in harmony, and the cry of killing shook the sky.

The Lin clan, the Yuchi clan, the Dugu clan, all the ancient clans and the leader of the immortal sect were shouting. The momentum burst out and they all shot.

Countless magnificent lights bombarded from all directions.

More figures put on armor and rushed with fists.

At the moment, I'm afraid there are hundreds of round heavenly kings, many respected experts, and even many later heavenly kings have also shot, offering treasures from a distance and killing them.

"This boy... Will die!"

Wei Chi's father snorted, and a flash of happiness flashed through his sinister eyes.

The Lord of the God of war mountain and others also snorted. Even if the boy is strong, he can't stop so many people. He must be blasted to death.

Whoosh!

Thousands of lights broke through the air and made a sharp howl.

A strong momentum gathered, set off a terrible wave, and pressed against the figure.

The momentum was appalling.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, the people in Qitian courtyard changed their faces and cried out one after another.

However, the figure was motionless, his face was indifferent, and the pair of eyes were even more indifferent. It was as if everything in front of him was just a piece of air.

"Smelly boy! Take your life!"

Several burly figures took the lead in reaching the front. They were all armed with armor, full of Qi and blood, and were all physical cultivation experts.

Their eyes were full of light, and their killing machine was startled. One after another, they roared angrily, and they were about to punch and blow the boy to pieces.

At this time, Tang Hao finally moved.

He didn't make any big moves, just raised his hand and bent his fingers towards the front.

"Ha ha!"

The heads of the ancient tribes couldn't help laughing.

Who do you think you want to stop them! It's overkill!

But the next moment, their faces suddenly changed and twisted.

With the pop-up of that finger, an incredible force broke out, like destroying the withered and decadent, crushing their Qi, smashing the protective light curtain and shooting them directly.

Poof poof!

They were shocked, spewing blood and flying backwards.

But before he could fly far, Tang Hao raised his hand, waved it gently, flashed a sword light, and cut off a string of heads.

Seeing this, the cheers from all sides came to an abrupt end.

"Magic sea! Here's the sword!"

Tang Hao threw his sword back and looked indifferent, as if he had killed several ancient clan leaders just now, just like crushing several ants.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Huan Hai took the sword and grinned.

"Gratitude and resentment... It's time to end!"

Tang Hao looked ahead, murmured, then shook his sleeve robe and took a step.

With a gentle sweep of his eyes and a few bangs, pieces of brilliance burst out of thin air.

As soon as he touched his hand, he clamped a sword between his fingers. With a light force, the sword exploded and turned into countless crystal fragments.

"Go!"

He broke his drink and brushed his sleeve robe, and the fragments burst out, popping, popping, exploding a protective light curtain and penetrating the bodies of many heavenly kings in the four directions.

He continued to walk, explored his hand again, grabbed another treasure, squeezed it with force, burst into pieces and spilled it.

Whoosh!

Poof poof!

Accompanied by the sound of dull hum and scream, some people in the four directions were constantly attacked, some of them exploded directly, while others fell.

"This..."

"Oh, my God!"

The people in all directions looked at it with horror.

This scene is really terrible!

It's a crushing massacre!

The man surnamed Shi doesn't use any technique at all. Just a beam of eyes, hands and feet have terrible power.

These magical powers are terrible!

The two sides don't seem to be at the same level at all!

But how is this possible?

Isn't he the perfect emperor?

In any case, he can't reach the realm of the Holy One!

Just when the crowd was dull, the figure walked and shuttled through the crowd. He sometimes pointed out, crushed and exploded a piece, sometimes grabbed a piece of treasure, waved it, and also crushed and killed a piece.

Ah ah!

Screams come and go.

"How could this happen?"

"He... What kind of cultivation is he? Why is he so terrible!"

The rest of the people were scared. The guy in front of them was so strong that they were desperate.

"Let's go!"

Someone took the lead and ran back desperately.

What kind of revenge has been forgotten by them. At the moment, they have only endless fear in their hearts. They just want to stay as far away from this terrible guy as possible.

"Want to go?"

Tang Hao snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, grabbed a sword from the light all over the sky, filled his Qi with the long sword and cut it out heavily.

Suddenly, with him as the center, a circle of bright sword light burst out and cut away.

The power of a sword seems to split the starry sky in two.

The bright light lit up the whole starry sky, so that people can't see it.

When the sword light swept, the fleeing crowd was frozen and petrified there.

Tens of thousands of hurried fleeing figures were frozen.

Then, in the terrified eyes of all the survivors, these figures trembled, all turned into fly ash and rustled away.

"My God..."

The crowd was completely dull.

Kill ten thousand enemies with one sword!

What a terrible strength!

"This... This is impossible!" The elder Wei Chi murmured, and the whole person seemed crazy. Then he screamed, "smelly boy, what kind of cultivation are you?"

Tang Hao shook his sword, turned and looked at him. Coldly, he said word by word: "I'm... The saint!"

After that, the body shook and roared, and endless immortal light rose into the sky and turned into a huge column of light, illuminating the whole starry sky. At the same time, it also dazzled everyone's eyes.