Chapter 1961 Panhuang City Is Shaken

"This guy... seems to have some background!"

"I wonder which clan they are from? Or maybe they are just casual cultivators!"

Everyone was talking in low voices, and there was no trace of contempt on their faces, but only fear.

Obviously, this guy is not ordinary, he has some background.

"What? Are you thirty-three people at this level?" Tang Hao stood proudly, with his hands behind his back, and looked around coldly, "Didn't you say you would make it impossible for me to leave Panhuang City?"

"you……"

"How brave! Do you really think that I have been alone for thirty-three days?"

The cultivators were furious.

How could they hold back after being so provoked?

"Everyone, go out and fight!"

Seeing that a fierce battle was about to break out again, the people in Lingbao Pavilion panicked and hurriedly tried to persuade them.

"Okay! Then go out and fight! I am Qingxuan, from Qinglongtian, and I am here to learn the Taoism from you!"

Dressed in green clothes, he came out of Lingbao Pavilion, stood in the air, and shouted at Tang Hao.

Then, whoosh whoosh!

One after another, figures swept out of the Lingbao Pavilion and stood in the air. Their bodies were radiant and their aura was released without reservation. Behind some figures, there were phantoms of white tigers, green dragons and other divine beasts.

"Then just let your horse come over!"

Tang Hao stepped out of Lingbao Pavilion, stepped into the air step by step, and faced these thirty-three saints.

"What's going on here?"

"Who is that? Why is there a fight?"

On the street, all the cultivators looked over and were greatly surprised.

In Panhuang City, there hasn't been such excitement for a long time.

When they asked about it, they all became angry.

"A mere guy from below dares to cause trouble in Panhuang City, and he dares to look down on us, the Thirty-Three-Day People! He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

The news spread quickly, alarming half of Panhuang City.

Whoosh whoosh!

Figures kept coming from all directions and joining the crowd of onlookers.

In front of Lingbao Pavilion, it was crowded for a while.

After a moment of confrontation, the thirty-three-day cultivators took the lead and took action. The Saint of Qinglongtian roared angrily, and the phantom of the Qinglong behind him suddenly swelled and turned into a giant dragon thousands of feet tall.

Ouch!

A shocking dragon roar!

The saint didn't use any weapons and directly activated the green dragon to rush towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao didn't even raise his eyelids. When the green dragon rushed forward, he raised his hand and pointed a finger towards the dragon head.

At his fingertips, a circle of golden ripples spread out.

In an instant, the green dragon paused, then disintegrated and dispersed without warning.

"What kind of dharma is this?"

The cultivators from all directions were shocked.

The saint of Qinglongtian was startled at first, and then his expression changed drastically. His full blow was unexpectedly broken by his opponent so easily!

Before he could recover, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a figure swept towards him like a ghost.

He was immediately horrified and wanted to retreat.

But it was already too late. The opponent punched forward. A simple punch without any fluctuation of immortal energy, but its power was extremely terrifying. The armor on his body collapsed instantly and then exploded.

Then, his chest exploded under this punch, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

Wow!

He spurted blood wildly, and his broken body flew backwards like a cannonball, bang bang bang, smashing into the buildings.

"hiss!"

When the cultivators from all directions saw this, they all took a slight breath.

This guy coming down here is really cruel!

"Go together!"

The other cultivators shouted angrily and took action together.

In an instant, rays of divine light shot into the sky, and there were tribulation weapons and all kinds of magic, all heading towards that figure.

"snort!"

Tang Hao snorted lightly and took a few steps forward to meet him without dodging.

There was a strong aura rising from him, and with every step he took, the aura became stronger. When the last step fell, there was a bang, and the aura suddenly surged, like a landslide and a tsunami.

Rushing out.

With his figure as the center point, a circle of ripples spread out.

The incoming divine light was all stagnant, as if it had encountered a layer of obstacles and could not move forward at all.

"What...is going on?"

When the saints saw this, they all exclaimed in surprise.

Looking at it this way, it's as if the void in that area is frozen, which is extremely weird.

At this time, Tang Hao raised his foot again and took a step forward.

When the sole of his foot fell, the momentum on his body increased again, and another circle of ripples spread out angrily.

In all directions, the weapons that were stagnant in the air were all exploded.

Then, the ripples continued to spread and rushed towards the group of cultivators.

Ah!

There was a cry of misery, and the ripples affected the group of cultivators. They were all shocked, as if they were struck by lightning, spitting out blood, and then flew backwards and fell to the ground.

There was silence in all directions.

Everyone looked horrified.

The guy coming down from below didn't take any action at all. He was just a force of pressure and momentum. He was able to repulse so many five calamities. What a profound state this was.

Six calamities! This must be six calamities!

Moreover, this is not an ordinary six calamities!

"Where did the old monster from the Six Tribulations come from? He came to Panhuang City to cause trouble because of his ability. Do you really think that my thirty-three-year-old people are easy to bully? If you are willing, tell me your name and see how we punish your nine tribes! "

In the crowd, someone yelled angrily.

"court death!"

Tang Hao snorted heavily and glanced at the cultivator in the crowd who was yelling angrily. His whole body was shaken, and he shot back like a cannonball.

Tang Hao reached out his hand again and shook it weakly. The figure stopped, as if it was being held by an invisible giant hand and being lifted up.

"let me go!"

"You dare to kill me? I am a man cursed by the gods!"

The cultivator struggled and cursed angrily.

"God curses the sky, so what!"

Tang Hao smiled coldly, slowly clenched his palms, and the figure became distorted, cracking! The bones were broken one by one, the flesh and blood were crushed open inch by inch, and blood spurted out.

ah--!

The sound of screams pierced the sky.

The cultivators in all directions felt their scalps go numb.

This god-cursing guy is going to be crushed to death.

What a cruel method this is!

boom!

In the end, the body was crushed open and blood splattered all over the floor.

"Today, I will only destroy your body and give you a little punishment!"

Tang Hao snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and robe, and swept away the soul that came out of the guy.

"Your Excellency is quite courageous. You dare to cause trouble in our Panhuang City, and you dare to hurt my thirty-three people."

A cold shout resounded in the crowd.

A figure rose into the air. It was an old man with white hair, wearing a black and white Yin-Yang Taoist robe. He was the man from the Yin-Yang Heaven.

He has a powerful aura, and wisps of Dao marks appear around his body, clearly showing his cultivation in the Six Tribulations.

Then, accompanied by several angry shouts, figures stepped out from the crowd in all directions, all of them were uniformly colored, and their expressions were all evil.

In Pangu Continent, Six Tribulations are rare. A large clan usually has dozens of Six Tribulations. However, in these thirty-three days, the foundation is deeper and there are more powerful Six Tribulations. In this Panhuang City, , there are many saints of the Six Tribulations.