The System Takes Me to Practice

after an hour.

Mo Heyun finally couldn't hold on, and at the expense of burning his life, he forcibly cut off one of the tiger brother's arms, and the tiger brother was seriously injured in an instant.

But because of the excessive consumption of Shouyuan, Mo Heyun became a gray-haired old man, withered all over, like an old man whose Shouyuan was slowly exhausted and dying.

Finally beheaded by Brother Tiger.

outside world.

A young **** is cleaning the hall in the palace of Shuiyuan Country.

But suddenly, the soul card representing the eighteenth prince Mo Heyun exploded, and the **** was frightened to sit on the ground, and then he squatted out of the worship hall like a ghost.

At this time, in the Golden Temple of Water Source Country, a solemn middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe was sitting on a dragon chair, and rows of Ministers of Water Source Country stood in the hall.

The middle-aged man sitting on the dragon chair is named Mo Anguo, the water emperor of the water source country, and a strong Mahayana period.

While Mo Anguo was sitting in distress and listening to the report from the minister, Mo Anguo, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a monstrous killing intent filled the Golden Temple.

Hum!

The terrifying coercion swept across the Jinluang Temple, and everyone was affected indiscriminately, and was immediately crushed to the ground.

The minister who spoke before was the worst. He was the closest to him, and he was under more coercion, and a stench came from his hip, causing other ministers closer to him to complain.

Maade, it's fine to be shrouded in awe-inspiring coercion, and you still have to smell your niang.

And the minister was very frightened, thinking that what he said just now caused the water emperor to get angry.

"Who is it that killed my son!!!"

boom!

Mo An's national aura was not enough. He didn't hold back his breath for a while, and even more terrifying killing intent filled the whole Golden Luang Temple. Many ministers vomited blood on the spot and passed out. With better luck, his face was pale and his legs were swaying.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

An old **** walked out of the back door of the Jinluang Temple and noticed that the water emperor was abnormal at a glance.

The old **** has a steady footsteps. Although it gives people a feeling that he has not practiced before, can a person who can remain unmoved by the killing intent of a strong Mahayana period be ordinary?

Mo Anguo reacted and put away the coercion.

It's just that none of the fallen ministers dared to get up.

"Your Majesty, what happened to make you so angry?"

The old **** spoke softly, not arrogant or impatient.

"Rich, my Yuner, dead!"

The old **** named Fugui frowned.

"Your Majesty, now the eighteenth princes are practicing in the Immortal Tomb of Huoyuan Country. In this way, there are only two possibilities. One is that the people of Huoyuan Country did it, and the other is that the eighteenth prince strayed into danger."

"Humph!"

Mo Anguo snorted coldly.

"Anyway, Zao Wou-Ki must give me an explanation. To see people alive, and to see a corpse in death."

"Rich, you go to the Fire Country, and you must check this out."

"The cheap slave follows the order!"

The old **** bowed back and disappeared on the Golden Temple.

Mo Anguo glanced at the embarrassed minister and said helplessly.

"Get up all. The court meeting is suspended today, you should go back first."

"Yes!"

The ministers got up.

"Retreat!"

After Mo Anguo left, a little **** shouted in a drake voice.

At this time, the fairy mound.

"Brother, are you all right."

Brother Tiger lifted up the seriously injured Tiger Brother with a look of concern.

"Brother, I'm afraid I can't fight with you. Losing an arm has greatly reduced my combat power."

Tiger brother resisted the pain and sat up.

"In that case, then you... die."

Suddenly, Brother Tiger looked savage, and the same way the previous two betrayed people penetrated the heart of Tiger Brother.

Brother Tiger widened his eyes, opened his mouth, blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth, and his mind trembled.

"Brother, what are you... why..."

Brother Tiger was confused and didn't hate Brother Tiger. Some just didn't understand why Brother Tiger did it.

"Why? Because I want to live, you are just a burden if you have no combat power. You will kill you a hundred."

Brother Tiger roared.

Brother Tiger is deeply saddened, but in order to survive, he must do this.

"I suddenly felt that humans are really incomprehensible creatures."

The girl spoke suddenly.

Yang Fan was silent, he looked calm and calm on the surface, but there was a killing intent in his heart.

Especially Tiger Brother's betrayal reminds Yang Fan of his friend Guo Dan's betrayal.

Yang Fan never understood why Guo Dan did this?

Yang Fan thought that there was no place to sorry Guo Dan.

"In my opinion, the demons are better than the humans. At least I have never seen the demons betray their people because they are greedy for life and fear of death."

The girl continued.

Five hours have passed since the time has passed. Apart from Yang Fan, the only people who are alive are Yize from the Magic Sword Gate, Tiger Brother from the Monster Race, and the dance of the Dark Night Killing Handicraft Club.

As long as one more person dies, you can enter the next link.

"I killed all these people, doesn't it matter?"

Although Yang Fan's words were not great, the three of them heard them and their expressions changed.

"Don't, the second part is so interesting, you killed them all, how can I play?"

"I have something more fun, would you like to try it?"

"you sure?"

The girl stopped playing with the Rubik's Cube, surprised.

Yang Fan flipped it through, and all kinds of video games and toys appeared, making girls overwhelmed.

"Ann, those people, do whatever you want."

The girl stepped forward, came to those things, and took out a Barbie doll.

"Die to me!"

Suddenly, a slender figure appeared out of thin air behind Yang Fan, it was the Dark Night Killer Dance.

As early as when Yang Fan said that he would kill all three of them, Wu secretly hid it. The dance not far away was just an illusion, and even the nearest Ize did not discover how Wu disappeared.

Wu suddenly appeared behind Yang Fan, less than two meters away.

"dead!"

Wu took out the pitch-black dagger, with unstoppable power, stab Yang Fan's neck fiercely.

The dagger was glowing with gloom, obviously smeared with poison.

Wu's speed is very fast, from her appearance to her stab shot, the total amount is not even a blink of an eye.

The dagger is close, one meter, fifty centimeters, twenty centimeters, five centimeters, one centimeter.

A successful sneak attack appeared on Wu's face.

Soon, as long as a little bit of skin is scratched, the toxin on the knife will burst out instantly, causing Yang Fan to lose the power to resist.

The tip of the knife swept across Yang Fan's neck.

The dance laughed loudly and mocked.

"Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong, you have today, no matter how strong you are, you won't die in my hands in the end."

Then, the faces of Izawa and Brother Tiger were shocked and horrified.

They clearly saw that the entire body of the dagger passed through Yang Fan's neck, and the tip of the blade had penetrated, but Yang Fan was not injured at all. How could this not scare them.

Before Wu finished laughing, one hand grabbed Wu Xuebai's neck and lifted her up.

"You are really looking for death!"