Strongest Naughty Kids System

"Shua!"

"Be careful!"

When ye Xiaofan finds that the blood network under his feet fluctuates for a while, he immediately raises his palm and stirs the thunder in his body.

Zhao Zhile was dying, his chest heaved violently, his eyes full of resentment, and he roared angrily.

"Here, search for me, search out all the 18 generations of the little animal's ancestors, and I'll let him dig his ancestral grave!"

Eighteen King Kong all surrounded Zhao Zhile, worried to see the thunder split into a black reef, not like Zhao Zhile.

"Little Lord, are you ok?"

After about half a cup of tea, the remaining Wei dissipated, and a few wisps of black smoke came out of the ruins. Eighteen King Kong did not see ye Xiaofan's figure. They all breathed a sigh of relief and thought that ye Xiaofan had died under his own attack.

…

The power of terror remained in the field for a long time.

Ye Xiaofan's mouth slightly raised, showing a playful smile. His body instantly turned into a few wisps of breeze and disappeared. All the attacks of the 18 people hit the ground, and the power of terror broke out, which directly smashed the whole garden into pieces.

"Wind escape, wind speed technique!"

Thirty six hands all clenched their fingers into fists. The fists were covered with a thick golden force. The golden light shone on the whole sky, causing the air to make a deafening sound. Then they all clenched their teeth and smashed at Ye Xiaofan.

"Boom!"

Eighteen King Kong saw this scene, all of them were shocked and mobilized all their true Qi to launch the strongest attack on Ye Xiaofan.

"Little Lord!"

Zhao Zhile's whole body was instantly engulfed by thunder, his bones were clearly visible, and his mouth made a terrible voice.

"Ah Ah ah... "

"Crackling!"

I saw the palm of the small hand, the strong electric current of the arm explodes everywhere, sending out the breath of destruction. Ye Xiaofan holds the wrist of his right hand in his left hand, and pats the thunder on Zhao Zhile's body.

Ye Xiaofan's small face is full of anger, which directly pushes the skill to the extreme, and his words like a just trial burst into the air.

"Leidun leiche!"

"Zizi..."

Zhao Zhile slowly turned around, and then the pupil of his eyes suddenly enlarged, and the color of fear surged into his eyes.

"Little beast..."

In this Fengyuan building, night matchless still has some fighting power. The rest of the people are all scum in his eyes. Now night matchless has been severely damaged. What is a three-level baby boy?

Zhao Zhile looked at the night which was seriously injured in the distance. He laughed with evil spirits, and his eyes were full of conceit.

"The night is matchless. Fight with me. You are still tender. I will love you well after I finish this little beast."

On the way to fly upside down, the blood color on the shoulder of night matchless incense, like a spider web, covers the delicate body and forms a seal, which seals the true Qi in the body.

Night matchless face a white, if hit hard, vermilion is dyed red by blood, delicate body flies upside down.

"Poof!"

Ye Xiaofan's thunder condensation slows down. Zhao Zhile's smile is directly condensed on the blood net. He is unprepared at night, and is slapped on the shoulder by Zhao Zhile.

"Bang!"

How long has he not suffered such a heavy injury? Today, he was attacked by a small animal. If he doesn't get revenge, how can he face others.

"Shua..."

When Zhao Zhile was very angry, no one noticed that there was a few gusts of wind blowing beside him. The eighteen King Kong thought it was a natural wind. They didn't go to duojiali. They were all worried about Zhao Zhile's injury.