The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 468 Stabbing to death with a sword

The rest of the Houtu Xingzong people were all shocked when they heard the elder's words. Their souls were gone, so what's the difference between death and death!
"Little bastard, you must be playing tricks, I'll kill you!"

The elder handed over the enshrined body to others, his brows were full of murderous intent, his eyes were fixed on Ye Xiaofan, and disappeared in an instant.

"Shh!"

When this elder reappeared, he was in front of Ye Xiaofan.

"Take your life!"

I saw this elder, like lightning, grabbed Ye Xiaofan's neck, his five fingers were full of strong qi, and wanted to smash Ye Xiaofan's neck with his claws.

"Come on the knife."

"Stab!"

A three-meter giant sword appeared in Ye Xiaofan's hand, the purple blade directly pierced through the chest of the elder of the outer sect.

The Soul Devouring Sword was inserted into the body of the elder of the outer sect, and the blade was covered with purple luster.

"What magic weapon is this, it can destroy my soul!"

"No!"

The five fingers of the elder of the outer sect were still about one meter away from Ye Xiaofan, and before taking another step forward, he lowered his head to look at his chest, and then the pupils of his eyes suddenly enlarged, and a fear in the depths of his pupils quickly bloomed, and he let out a heart-piercing roar, Then he lost his breath.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for beheading the elders of the Outer Sect of the Houtu Xingzong and gaining 50 experience"

"Sure enough, beheading warriors with a lower realm than myself, the experience is pitiful."

"thump!"

Ye Xiaofan pulled out the Soul Devouring Sword, and muttered unhappily, the body of the elder of the outer sect fell heavily on the ground, his eyes were full of fear, he could not rest in peace.

To the end of his life, he didn't understand why a six-year-old kid had a magic weapon that could attack the soul, and why that magic weapon was so terrifying, destroying his body and piercing his soul with a single sword strike.

If this elder knew that the Soul Devouring Sword was a low-grade fifth-grade magic weapon, he would probably regret provoking Ye Xiaofan. The fifth-level magic weapon was a magic weapon made by a strong infant.

"Old Bai!"

"Little bastard, you are looking for death!!"

"Take your life!"

Seeing the enshrinement, Elder Bai died at the hands of Ye Xiaofan one by one, everyone in the Houtu Xingzong suddenly realized that Ye Xiaofan was really the murderer.

Immediately, dozens of people released their true energy, the terrifying aura was like overwhelming mountains, covering a radius of several miles, piercing the void one by one, and rushing towards Ye Xiaofan.

"That... that little boy actually killed the elder of the Houtu Xingzong!"

"He is doomed. The people of the Thick Earth Xingzong are not comparable to the fierce and fierce people. The dozens of strong people are all fifth-level and sixth-level Nascent Souls. That little boy is definitely dead!"

"Do you think that if you defeat Kuangmeng, you will be able to fight against the Thick Earth Xingzong? Those dozens of strong men are enough to crush that little boy hundreds of times!"

The warriors behind Ye Xiaofan saw this scene, their faces turned pale, their hearts were terrified, and they all desperately fled towards the distance.

Ye Xiaofan can defeat a sixth-level Nascent Soul, how about two, dozens of them, facing so many strong men, no matter how evil Ye Xiaofan is, he will die without a place to die.

"Xiaofan, I'll block it..."

"go!"

Ling Qingyou's face was pale, with the sword in her hand lying in front of her body, she looked deathly as she spoke resolutely, but Ye Xiaofan grabbed her little hand and threw it away into the distance.

"Seven sixth-level Nascent Souls, thirty fifth-level Nascent Souls, hehe, I don't know how much experience they can bring me."

"Fortunately, I didn't eat the Soul Devouring Sword."

Ye Xiaofan held a three-meter giant sword in his hand, facing so many strong men, there was no trace of fear on his little face, but a little excitement.

(End of this chapter)