The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 692
After Ye Xiaofan met Yueyangren's eyes, he thumped in his heart, "Could it be that the other party wants to get the memory in my mind?"

While Ye Xiaofan was thinking, Yueyangren made up his mind, with a cold smile on his face, he suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xiaofan with a swish.

"Little beast, even if you are reincarnated and reincarnated, so what, now you can only obediently become the fertilizer on the road of this old man!"

After finishing speaking, the Yueyang people stretched out their palms like lightning, and grabbed Ye Xiaofan's collar.

"Don't be presumptuous!"

"Shhhh..."

In the distant sky, there was a sound of coercion and scolding, and a sharp sword energy spanned hundreds of miles, and cut straight at the arm of Yueyangren.

"Stab!"

"what!!"

There was a crisp sound, blood splashed everywhere, and an arm flew up. The Yueyang man screamed, his face was pale, and his steps regressed again and again.

Ye Xiaofan thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect someone to save him. He looked into the distance, a middle-aged man wearing hexagram robe, with a long sword on his back and a wine gourd on his waist, walking slowly.

"You are... Yujian Taoist Temple, Liu Qingyuan!"

After seeing the person coming, Yueyangren's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in disbelief.

The middle-aged man in the hexagram robe in front of him is the Taoist priest of the Yujian Taoist Temple, the Taoist priest of Qingyuan, who has the strength of an eighth-level baby transformation, and his swordsmanship is at its peak. People of the same level, few people can survive three years in his hands. Trick, also known as the three swordsman.

Regardless of his identity or strength, the other party crushed Yueyangren, an entry-level elder, to pieces.

People in Yueyang couldn't figure it out, the people in the Taoist Temple of Yujian practiced in the Taoist temple for many years, and the world was peaceful and retired. Only when the world was in chaos, would they open their doors and go out to save the common people.

For thousands of years, the development of the Western Regions has been peaceful and peaceful. People who have never seen Yujian Dao Temple, and some people have even forgotten that there is a power of Yujian Dao Temple in the Western Regions.

Liu Qingyuan glanced casually at Yueyangren, took a yellow gourd from his waist, and poured a line of crystal clear wine into his mouth.

"Gulu...gulu"

After taking two sips, Liu Qingyuan raised his sleeve and wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth, and then said, "I want this kid."

Then Liu Qingyuan pointed at Yueyangren with the hand holding the wine gourd: "And you, get out."

Being pointed at by someone, Yueyangren felt the great humiliation, he gritted his teeth tightly, the veins on his forehead popped up, and suppressed the huge anger in his heart.

"Yo... old bald donkey, didn't you want to kill me just now, what's the matter, are you scared? Don't dare to fart?"

Seeing Yueyang's distorted face, Ye Xiaofan felt great, held back his little arms, and said jokingly, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"you!"

Hearing the word old bald donkey again, Yueyangren's eyes were bloodshot, his facial features were distorted, he looked back at Ye Xiaofan, and scolded angrily.

"Don't go away!"

Liu Qingyuan, who was on the side, lost the careless look on his face, stared sharply at Yueyangren, and scolded in a cold voice.

"Liu Qingyuan, you are cruel. You can protect this little bastard for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime. Don't give me a chance..."

"Stab!"

A cold light flashed, and the other arm of Yueyangren who was threatening was cut off by Qi Gen.

"Old bald donkey, do you hear me, get out of here!"

Ye Xiaofan looked at Yueyangren jokingly, now that Liu Qingyuan was protecting him, what else would he be afraid of, of course he would hate him.

(End of this chapter)