Strongest Naughty Kids System

If ye Xiaofan knew what the deserted city Lord thought, he would cry out injustice.

These people were not brought by him at all. He followed Feng Yixuan because he wanted to save his life.

The barren emperor, who was dozens of feet tall, pinched Yang Wencheng in the palm of his hand, so that Yang Wencheng had no resistance at all.

"elder martial brother Yang, you were too handsome just now!"

Yang Wencheng pinched his fist and scattered his skills. He glanced at the fearless warrior kneeling on the ground and turned away.

"Good fortune."

Feng Yixuan said.

"Yang Wencheng, now that we have the ghost, let's go."

Feng Yixuan looks at Ye Xiaofan's indignant eyes, and finally softens her heart.

"Well..."

Ye Xiaofan made great efforts to break free from Feng Yixuan's arms. Seeing the situation in the city, he clenched his teeth and said to Feng Yixuan.

"Little sister, don't kill them, will you?"

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"Die, ants!"

After a few seconds, the sword was smashed in an instant. The whole body of the deserted city Lord, like a shell, burst into the city Lord's house, leaving a place of ruins.

"Boom..."

"Click..."

"Bang!"

Yang Wencheng disdains to look at the desolate city Lord, raises his hand, condenses the golden light, and pats at the Dagao.

"Ant like means."

"Burning true gas?"

A cold light crossed the void, and the deserted city Lord, with his sword in his hands, had a resolute look on his face and a black flame all over his body. With a terrible momentum, he cut down on Yang Wencheng.

"Shua!"

"Die!"

After Yang Wencheng resumed his activities, he felt the pain from his body. His face was ferocious and looked at the warriors in the city cruelly.

"Damn old beast, how dare you let me hurt, then let the mole ants in this city pay the price."

The soul element glass bottle is a six level magic weapon refined by the strong one of transforming gods. It is specially used to deal with souls. As long as it is included, it will not have any defense ability, regardless of your great power.

River Xuan looks at the bottle that shakes violently in the hand, disdains.

"Struggling?"

The whole shadow of the barren emperor was sucked into the bottle, leaving an unwilling voice echoing in the air.

"Oh, my God

"You are so vicious that you have magic weapon!"

People in the deserted ancient capital saw this scene, one by one just lit up hope, suddenly turned into despair, one by one fell on the ground, gave up the struggle, waiting for death to come.

"It's over

When the emperor saw the bottle, he was frightened. Before he could escape, the ghost was quickly pulled into the bottle.

"Shua..."

"Not good..."

"Take it

Jianghe Xuan took out a colorful bottle from his arms. With a look of contempt on his face, he slowly pulled out the bottle and disdained to look at the remains of the desolate emperor.

"A cat without tiger skin dares to be wild in front of my eyes and die!"

"If it wasn't for the soul glass bottle with my father, maybe we would have been scared by you."

Jianghe Xuan looks at the remains of the desolate emperor. He is so shocked that even Yang Wencheng, a half step infant, can't resist half a move.

"How strong, worthy of being the strongest in the eastern regions ten thousand years ago!"

The barren emperor looked directly at JiangXuan and others, and his voice was like thunder, which exploded in the eardrums of all people.

"Who are you? Why did you attack the deserted ancient capital? Why did you kill so many people?"

When Zhen Cai Li saw Yang Wencheng come back, her face was full of smile. She clapped her hands and exclaimed excitedly.

"It's just ants. Since Xuanxuan wants to keep them alive, she'll keep them alive."

Yang Wencheng heard someone boasting about himself. He looked at Feng Yixuan with pride on his face.