The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 553 Yan Zhiyuan's Fear
"thump!"

Ye Xiaofan raised his small hand, the thunder on Yan Changhong's body stopped flashing, and the scorched corpse hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound.

"This brat is really too arrogant. He actually killed Yan Changhong, and he did it in front of the elder of the Yan family!"

"It's over, even if the gods come down to earth, they won't be able to save that little brat."

"With such a powerful talent, if he only hurt Yan Changhong and begged for mercy on his knees, the elder of the Yan family might spare his life. Unexpectedly, he actually killed Yan Changhong directly."

Everyone on the street turned pale with shock when they saw the charred black corpse on the ground, and said in disbelief.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for killing the eighth-level Nascent Soul and gaining [-] experience points!"

At the same time, a system notification sounded in Ye Xiaofan's mind.

"Little bastard, how dare you kill my Yan family to worship!"

Yan Zhiyuan, the great elder of the Yan family, saw the scene in front of him, his face gradually became gloomy, and two murderous looks shot out from his eyes.

In front of him, the Great Elder, beheading his own family's worshiper, what is this? Slapping his face fiercely, pressing his face on the ground and rubbing it crazily, if Ye Xiaofan is not killed today, the Great Elder of the Yan Family Where is the prestige, what is the face.

"Shh..."

Yan Zhiyuan's figure was like the wind, suddenly appearing in front of Ye Xiaofan.

"die!"

Yan Zhiyuan stared fiercely at Ye Xiaofan in front of him, his big withered hands were as fast as lightning, and he grabbed Ye Xiaofan's sky cap, intending to smash Ye Xiaofan's head with one blow.

"It's enough to be disabled."

Ye Xiaofan stared indifferently at the big withered hand that fell in front of him, there was no trace of fear on his small face, and there was no wave in his heart, as if Yan Zhiyuan, who had the half-step baby transformation power in front of him, was like a fly, without the slightest threat.

All the people around looked at the scene in front of them intently, with various expressions on their faces, including pity, pity, sighs, and more anticipation, looking forward to the scene when Ye Xiaofan's head will bloom and his brains will scatter all over the place.

"call out!"

Jian Nanxuan behind Ye Xiaofan also drew out his sword at this time, the purple sword pierced through the void, making an ear-piercing sound, and slashed at Yan Zhiyuan's palm.

"Stab!"

More than half of Yan Zhiyuan's withered palm was cut off, scarlet blood poured into the air, and the pungent blood permeated the surroundings.

"Tap..."

Yan Zhiyuan's face was painful, and he quickly retreated dozens of steps to distance himself from Jian Nanxuan, clutching his severed hand, and staring solemnly at the owner of the purple sword.

This person was able to break his cultivation technique with one blow, and even cut off his palm. His strength was obviously not inferior to his own, and even stronger than his own.

He didn't expect that someone would save Ye Xiaofan.

Ordinary people would stay far away when they saw family-to-family battles, for fear of getting burned, but this person even dared to cut himself. If he hadn't stopped quickly, the sword just now could have cut him straight away. Cut off your whole arm.

"This is, soul damage!"

Yan Zhiyuan stabilized his injury, but found that his soul had also been cut, and became even more afraid of Jian Nanxuan.

"Your Excellency, please think clearly, this is a matter between my Yan family and the Cang family. If you want to intervene, you will know what the consequences will be!"

Yan Zhiyuan was extremely afraid of Jian Nanxuan in his heart, so he could only threaten him with words, trying to force Jian Nanxuan back with words.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense, abolish him."

Ye Xiaofan put one hand in front of his body and the other behind his back, looked at Yan Zhiyuan with a half-smile, wasn't this man crazy just now, didn't he want to slap himself to death, what's going on now, are you scared?

(End of this chapter)