647: C647 Adoring Little Chick

C647 Adoring Little Chick

Ye Xiaofan wasn't someone who was scared, he had never seen anything like this before.1

The bandit thought that Ye Xiaofan would be scared shitless by his vicious expression. He stretched out his hand smugly, as if he already saw the Storage Ring in his hand.

"Shua!"

"Bam!"

A strong wind blew. The bandit did not wait for the Storage Ring. Instead, he waited for Ye Xiaofan's little foot to land on his nose and let out a muffled sound.

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

Immediately after, a crisp sound rang out. The bandit was stunned and cried out in pain. Following that, he stared at Ye Xiaofan, who was in front of him with boiling killing intent.

Ye Xiaofan returned to his original spot after kicking the bandit. He slowly lifted his small sleeve and shook it. Then, he put it down and looked at the bandit with disdain.

"Little bastard, you actually dared to break my nose! I'll fucking kill you!"

The bandit furiously raised his large blade and aimed it at Ye Xiaofan's head. The veins on his arm bulged and you could clearly see the thick veins on his arm. The thick Genuine Qi all rushed towards the large blade.

The power of this blade was definitely enough to split an ordinary mountain peak. Just the condensed aura alone was enough to cause the surrounding air to explode. One could tell how much power was contained within it.

The surrounding bandits all looked over, without exception, they all thought that Ye Xiaofan would definitely die. With Ye Xiaofan's small body, how could he block the full force attack of a Level 7 martial artist?

If there was, then it was definitely them dreaming. Ye Xiaofan was only six years old and had not fully developed yet, and for such a child to have a Foundation Stage Realm was already considered heaven-defying.

Even if the other party was a Fetal Cult, it was impossible for them to cultivate to the extent of being able to resist the power of the Immortality of the seventh level in a short six years, no matter how monstrous of a genius he was.

If they knew that Ye Xiaofan only used less than a year to refine his body and Half-step Incarnation, they would probably be so scared that they would kneel on the ground and shiver, calling him an awesome Klass.

With the system in his body, Ye Xiaofan could just eat to raise his strength. The higher the grade of the treasure, the more experience he would gain and he would even be able to comprehend a powerful cultivation technique.

"Trash."

Ye Xiaofan looked at the big blade that was coming at him and smirked. Then he slowly raised his arm.

"Arrogant!"

Seeing Ye Xiaofan's actions, the bandit's state of mind erupted like a volcano. He was furious to the point of bursting out with 120% of his strength.

"Shua!"

The broadsword sliced through the air, emitting an ear-piercing sound. Intense air currents swept in all directions, causing the other bandits to be unable to restrain themselves from covering their eyes, fearing that their own eyes would be pierced by that intense air current.

"Clang!"

The great blade was infused with such terrifying power. When it hit Ye Xiaofan's hand, other than a metallic clashing sound, it did not do any damage.

"No …" "Impossible!"

The bandit stood rooted to the spot with his eyes wide open as he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and he started screaming in fear.

Who was he? He was a bandit from the Night Stronghold who was a level seven Immortality practitioner. He had experienced countless life and death battles, and his strength was at the peak.

What kind of place was the Night Walking Stronghold? It wasn't an ordinary bandit's nest. One had to be unrivaled at least in the same level to be able to enter it.

Qi Lian covered her mouth as she exclaimed in admiration. She looked at Ye Xiaofan excitedly with her lively eyes filled with excitement, as if she had seen a peerless treasure.

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