Chapter 609: The Scheme of the Foreign Races

How was this a farmer? This was a butcher, an executioner!

What the h*ll is the eighteen styles of might? It's a little scary!

One hoe killed one, one head killed one, and two fists killed two.

If he used all eighteen forms of might, wouldn't there be 480 killed? He had killed four divine realm powerhouses in just a few breaths.

This wasn't a farmer's style but a peerless expert.

He killed a Scorpion race with a hoe. He said he wanted to plow the fields but he directly killed a Dark Night Elf. Furthermore, the 'old man pushed the cart' had killed two Werewolves' powerhouses. No one would think that these divine realm experts were stupid or did not know how to dodge. Who would think that the bodies of these experts were as fragile as tofu and that they would die with a touch?