The System Takes Me to Practice

"what is this?"

Yang Fan was surprised.

Not only that, Yang Fan also felt that the true vitality in his body was rapidly losing.

"It doesn't make much sense to use this trick against me."

Yang Fan's main cultivation direction is physical cultivation, so the lack of true vitality in his body will not affect his combat effectiveness.

"In that case, then..."

"The seventh door, open!"

The pale green arrogance wrapped Yang Fan.

The aura of the middle Mahayana was released, and the old man sensed the abnormality and hurriedly distanced himself.

Yang Fan quickly threw a punch, and the old man's attack was instantly broken.

"Is this your second secret technique for improving your strength? It is really strong!"

The old man only had the early stage of Mahayana, and he was excited to deal with Yang Fan, who now has the middle stage of Mahayana.

Withdrawing the weapon, the old man fought close.

The old man kicked out, with a terrifying force, he violently kicked Yang Fan's waist.

Snapped!

Yang Fan also kicked out, and the old man was kicked into the air.

"how is this possible?!!"

The old man couldn't believe it.

Huh!

The old man rushed again, making a fist with his right hand, and blasting a punch out of thin air. The air was rippling, and a strong wind blew, and countless wind blades swept through the strong wind.

Yang Fan didn't panic, waved his big hand, and the same wind blew towards the old man.

The two attacks were offset by each other.

"Come again!"

The old man got more and more excited, quickly got close to Yang Fan, and shot out quickly, Yang Fan was forced to resist.

The old man attacked for more than ten minutes, Yang Fan resisted for more than ten minutes, his hands were a little numb. And because of the long opening of the Eight Door Dunjia, Yang Fan's whole body was sore, and the bones in some places began to crack.

This is also because Yang Fan's physical body is already very strong. If he were replaced by A Kai, his whole body would have been shattered long ago.

Silkworm hand!

After another round of attacks, the old man moved his hands quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen hands grew out of thin air behind him.

Each hand clenched a fist, and then contained the strength of the previous eight layers of the old man, and blasted out forcefully.

After a dozen hands hit him, Yang Fan didn't notice it for a while and didn't stop him. He was hit with a punch in the chest.

Yang Fan snorted, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"How, how does my silkworm hand taste?"

The old man laughed.

"You will know soon."

As soon as Yang Fan's voice fell, Yang Fan began to walk with wood on his back, and then these woods became three Yang Fans.

Huh!

The three wooden clones of Yang Fan opened his eyes and quickly scattered around.

Immediately after Yang Fan's eyes turned rapidly, a hundred-meter-high, red energy condensed skeleton giant wrapped Yang Fan in it.

As soon as the red skeleton giant took shape, his huge fist was aimed at the old man, and he slammed his fist quickly.

boom!

The place where the old man was standing was smashed into a huge hole by the fist of the red skeleton giant.

Raising his fist, in the hole, the old man was hit deep in the ground, his body was covered with mud, and he was very embarrassed.

"ITM..."

The old man flew out of the pit, just standing firm, before he had time to scold him, he was hit with a huge fist.

The old man's figure flashed and appeared 100 meters away.

"ask you a question."

Yang Fan spoke.

"what is the problem?"

The old man looked ugly, said.

"These three avatars of me, whether to use or not to use Susanoh, which situation is better?"

"what?!!"

The old man's eyes widened, and a trace of fear appeared in his heart.

"I can't answer it. Let me tell you, it's useful!"

After all, Yang Fan's three wooden avatars surrounded the old man, and three ferrets quickly appeared around him, each holding a gourd, and the eight-foot mirror that claimed to be able to defend against all attacks.

"escape!"

The old man didn't dare to fall in love with the battle, so he moved in a certain direction, and his figure quickly ran away.

However, as soon as the old man left, a wooden clone came to the old man and punched out.

With the previous lessons learned, the old man dodged forward and avoided him.

But before the old man was proud, another fist hit the old man from bottom to top.

Bang!

The old man's body flew out like a cannonball.

At this moment, Yang Fan's body appeared on the old man's flight trajectory, and Xu Zuo Nenghu's huge palm patted it out in front of the third clone.

The third avatar Suzuo Nenghu also punched out, and the old man was beaten again.

In this way, the old man was beaten by four people like playing volleyball.

puff!

The old man vomited blood, his breath instantly wilted.

"Spare, spare!"

Yang Fan's attack was very fast, and the old man had no way to resist. Every attack by Suzuo Nenghu had at least a full blow to cross the catastrophe. Even the strong in the early days of Mahayana could not withstand so many full blows.

Boom!

About ten minutes later, Yang Fan stopped attacking, and the old man fell heavily to the ground, dying.

After removing Xu Zuonenghu, Yang Fan came to the old man.

"Which power are you from?"

The old man struggling to raise his head, the blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and several bones in my body had been broken.

"I am... the deputy head of the Tianji Pavilion."

The old man narrowed his eyes, and secretly pinched the law with both hands.

"Tianji Pavilion again."

Yang Fan's eyes were slightly lost.

It's now!

The old man slapped the ground, and his figure rushed towards Yang Fan. He held two strangely shaped daggers in both hands.

The dagger is a bit like a small sickle, the blade is not completely straight, but half of the blade is folded ninety degrees, and the blade is still glowing with cold.

"dead!"

"No good, quickly protect the body!"

Seeing this, the three avatars around came to kill the old man.

Puff!

Two daggers slammed into Yang Fan's chest, and the man was also knocked into flight by the old man.

"Hahaha, you are dead! The knife is poisoned, and there is no cure for this poison."

Regardless of the blood in his mouth, the old man laughed.

Only at this moment, Yang Fan, who was hit by the old man, suddenly turned into a wooden sculpture, but a wooden clone.

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly.

Puff!

"amount!"

The old man felt a pain in his heart. He looked down and saw that a long knife filled with blood penetrated his heart. A severe pain came from his chest. He wanted to open his mouth and scream, but the inflowing blood blocked his throat.

"Ahem!"

The old man coughed violently and the blood was taken out.

"when will you..."

"I guessed you would be dishonest, so I deliberately let the clone replace myself."

"That's it!"

"Die."

Yang Fan swung a long knife in his right hand, and the old man's head flew high, blood spurting wildly.

The strong in the early Mahayana, die!

"Ding! Kill the early Mahayana monks, get 1,500 points, 500 luck points, and 180,000 experience."

The ruthless reminder of the system sounded.

"The reward for killing a Mahayana period is so rich."

"Unexpectedly, the people in the Tianji Pavilion are actually related to the second prince of Muyuan Country, Dai Yangrong, and the relationship is not shallow. Otherwise, with his prince, he can actually invite the deputy pavilion owner of the Tianji Pavilion in the early Mahayana period."

"time to go."

After all, Yang Fan disappeared and left only the old man's body separated.