The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 408 Old miscellaneous hair refers to
"boom!"

With fists and palms facing each other, a vibration visible to the naked eye spread in the air, sweeping all directions with a strong aura.

"Shhhh..."

"Crack..."

"clang clang..."

The weapon racks and punishment instruments placed around were all thrown out by the remaining power and scattered on the ground.

"Wow…"

"thump!"

Peng Ertao, who was on the side, was immediately sent flying, spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound, and there was no movement.

Law Enforcement Hall
"what happened?"

Shen Yan heard a few hustle and bustle, and suddenly felt a little oppressed in his heart, with an ominous premonition.

"That little boy is at most an early Nascent Soul, and if he dies, he will only have the strength of a second-level Nascent Soul."

"Why should I feel afraid?"

"Hey, with this money, I'm going to make the law enforcement hall bigger, so that those stupid apprentices can get their wives and give me a litter of big fat boys."

After Shen Yan comforted himself, he showed a knowing smile, and solemnly took the two IOUs back into his arms.

After confirming the security of the IOU, Shen Yan stood up, in a good mood, and decided to get a jar of good wine to celebrate.

...

"boom!"

"Shh!"

Before Shen Wenshan could be shocked, his body exploded like a cannonball, making a sound of breaking through the air.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Shen Wenshan's body smashed against the thick wall, directly smashing a big hole in the wall made of hard materials, and then the whole wall collapsed in response, shattering into pieces.

"how so!"

Shen Wenshan struggled to get up from the gravel, a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, directly staining his robe in blood red, his eyes widened, and he looked into the distance in disbelief.

He has the strength of a tenth-level golden core, and is called a rare genius in a hundred years by everyone. The least achievement in the future is a late stage Nascent Soul, and he can even reach the realm of Dzogchen and climb to the peak of the Eastern Region.

Today, he was blown away with a punch by a brat with no hair yet.

Ye Xiaofan still maintained his punching posture, his robes fluttering in the wind stopped, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Looking closely, one can see that the ground under Ye Xiaofan's feet is cracked like a spider's web.

"That little kid is too powerful, the second senior brother is a tenth-level golden core, and he has no combat strength after being hit by a punch!"

"That little brat kept his hand. Have you forgotten the elders of those families before, which one is not a tenth-level golden core? In the end, he was shot to death!"

"I made the second senior brother apologize, but I didn't expect the second senior brother to do it, alas..."

Seeing Shen Wenshan who was beaten into a maimed body, many juniors had various expressions on their faces, some were shocked, some were in disbelief, and some were lamented.

"Cut, weak chicken."

Ye Xiaofan slowly withdrew his small powder fist, and with big nimble eyes, he looked at Shen Wenshan in the distance with contempt.

"Do you know where the old miscellaneous hair is?"

Ye Xiaofan then withdrew his gaze, without looking at Shen Wenshan, and said to the people around him.

"Dare to ask my lord, what old miscellaneous hair is referring to..."

Many disciples have never heard of the name "Old Miscellaneous Mao". They have lived for decades and have never heard of it. They couldn't help but look at Ye Xiaofan in doubt.

"That's what, your hall master, where are the others now?"

Ye Xiaofan put one hand on Xiaoman's waist, gestured twice with the other hand, and said impatiently.

He has no time to spend with these people.

(End of this chapter)