Strongest Naughty Kids System

"Plop!"

Ye Xiaofan raised his hand, and the thunder on Yan Changhong stopped exploding. The charred corpse fell heavily on the ground and made a dull noise.

"This little fart boy is really arrogant. He killed Yan Changhong, or in front of the Yan Family elder!"

"You must think clearly, this is the business of Yan Family and Cang family. You have to step in and know the consequence!"

Yan Zhiyuan steadies the wound, but finds that his soul has also been chopped, and he is more afraid of the sword nanxuan.

"This is, soul damage!"

Ordinary people are far away from each other when they see the fight between families. They are afraid of setting fire to themselves. However, this person even dares to cut himself. If he didn't stop his hand quickly, he would have cut off his whole arm with just that sword.

He did not expect that someone would rescue Ye Xiaofan.

This man can break his skill with one blow, and even cut off his palm. His strength is obviously not lower than or even stronger than himself.

Yan Zhiyuan's face was painful. He quickly retreated dozens of steps away from the sword nanxuan. He covered his broken hand and looked at the owner of the purple sword.

"Step on..."

Yan Zhiyuan's withered palm was cut in half, scarlet blood poured into the air, and pungent blood filled all around.

"Stab!"

The sword nanxuan behind Ye Xiaofan also came out of the sword at this time. The purple sword broke through the void and made a piercing sound. A sword was cut into the palm of Yan Zhiyuan.

"Whew!"

All the people around are staring at the scene in front of them. Their faces are full of all kinds of expressions, such as pity, pity, sigh, and more expectation. They are looking forward to the scene in which ye Xiaofan's head will blossom and his brain will fall on the ground.

Ye Xiaofan is indifferent to the withered hands that fall before his eyes. There is no fear on his small face and no waves in his heart. It seems that Yan Zhiyuan, who has the strength of half step infant transformation, is like a fly without any threat.

"It's OK to beat the disabled."

Yan Zhiyuan stares at Ye Xiaofan in front of him. His withered hand is as fast as lightning. He grabs Ye Xiaofan's heavenly cover and wants to smash Ye Xiaofan's head with one blow.

"Die!"

Yan Zhiyuan's figure like wind suddenly appears in front of Ye Xiaofan.

"Shua..."

In front of him, the great elder, he killed his own sacrifice. What is this? He slapped his face hard, pressed his face on the ground and rubbed him crazily. If ye Xiaofan is not killed today, what is his reputation and face.

Yan Zhiyuan, the elder of Yan family, saw the scene in front of him. His face gradually became gloomy and his eyes burst out with two murderous spirits.

"Little beast, how dare you kill my Yan family to offer it to you!"

At the same time, ye Xiaofan's mind sounded a systematic prompt sound.

"Congratulations to the host for killing level 8 baby and gaining 300 experience!"

"Ding Dong!"

The people on the street, seeing the charred corpses on the ground, one by one, were shocked, and said in an incredible way.

"Such a powerful talent, if only hurt Yan Changhong, and then kneel down to beg for mercy, maybe the elder of Yan family would spare his life. Unexpectedly, he killed Yan Changhong directly."

"It's over, even if the gods come down to the earth, they can't save the little boy."

Yan Zhiyuan is extremely afraid of jiannanxuan in his heart, so he can only threaten to force back jiannanxuan with words.

"Don't talk nonsense, old man. I'll kill him."

Ye Xiaofan puts one hand in front of him and one behind his back. He looks at Yan Zhiyuan with a smile. Isn't he crazy just now? Isn't he going to kill himself with one hand? What's the matter now?