The System Takes Me to Practice

"Be careful!!!"

Just when the monk in Hell Castle was less than two hundred meters away from Yang Fan and the two, suddenly there was a childish voice of a boy.

Yang Fan looked and found that in the gorgeous carriage at the front, a boy showed his head and looked at Yang Fan and Hai Bodong.

Opposite Yang Fan, Yang Fan also saw an old man. The old man seemed to feel something. After opening his eyes, Yang Fan came to look at each other.

The old man nodded slightly, and Yang Fan did the same.

The old man's strength is extraordinary, although he can see through Yang Fan's cultivation level at once, but Yang Fan gives him the feeling that he is inexplicable.

But when the old man looked at Haibodong, his pupils shrank slightly, and then judged that Yang Fan's identity was not simple based on Haibodong's position.

The boy's words did not arouse Yang Fan's alarm. On the contrary, the two showed a very helpless expression.

"Master, do you need me to take action!"

Binghuang Haibodong bent over and said.

"Master?!"

The old man's eyes flickered, and Hai Bodong's voice was not loud, but with the old man's cultivation base during the Tribulation Period, this distance was completely audible.

"Well, let's start, there is no need to cause trouble, if they continue to hunt for death, then kill."

Yang Fan opened a can in his hand and poured a mouthful of Happy House Water. The three words "kill it" casually said, at this moment, they sound so fresh and refined. As if in front of Yang Fan, killing is as simple as pinching your fingers.

"Yes!"

Hai Bodong responded, and then his figure quickly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye he came to the cultivator of the Hell Fort a dozen years ago. Then with a big wave, those monks vomited blood and flew upside down. Some other monks in Hell Castle were accidentally knocked down. They turned their heads angrily and found that it was an old man who did it.

As a result, they gave up attacking the members of the Blood Spilled Independence Group and instead killed Haibodong.

"Kill! This old man is too arrogant and doesn't put our Hell Castle in his eyes at all."

"Hmph! I think he is tired of life, grab him, and you must not let him die happy."

"Gan his seventh uncle grandma!"

"..."

In a blink of an eye, Hai Bodong was surrounded by seven or eight Hell Castle monks, and there were cruel smiles on their faces.

What they didn't notice was that the comrades who had been slapped by Haibo were still unable to stand up.

"Young man, give you a chance. If you kneel down and apologize to me, I don't have to kill you."

Haibo Dong has no expression on his face, with his hands behind his back, giving people a masterful demeanor.

A timid Hell Castle monk was frightened by Haibodong's temperament. His body trembled. He just took a step back, but he couldn't stand on one foot. He thumped his knees forward and kneeled down to Haibodong.

The companions beside him stared wide and looked dull. Hai Bodong was a little surprised and nodded slightly, wondering if he would kill this sensible monk later.

"Waste things!"

Among the people here, a monk in the Lianxu period wearing green clothes directly kicked the monk who knelt down. The monk was only in the Yuan Ying period, and the two were two great realms.

The kick of a strong person in the Void Refining Period is not something that a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Period can bear. Monk Yuan Ying flew out like a cannonball and hit a tree not far away, knowing his life or death.

"Humph!"

The cultivator Lianxu snorted coldly, turned around, and just wanted to scold Hai Bodong, but saw a big hand grabbing him in front of him. The green-clothed Lianxu cultivator was taken aback, and his figure retreated extremely quickly, trying to avoid the grabbing of his big hands.

But what he didn't expect was that no matter how he dodged, the big hand always followed him, and the big hand got closer and closer.

"Damn it!"

The green-clothed Lianxu cultivator was horrified, and his full strength exploded, and his whole body quickly retreated, leaving afterimages in the air.

It seems that the process is relatively long, but in fact it takes no more than two seconds.

As a result, everyone saw Haibodong open his palms and grabbed the green-clothed Lianxu monk, and the green-clothed Lianxu monk lightly touched the ground, as if there was a transparent dangwea hanging on his body. Flies backwards at a speed.

But before a few people could react, everyone saw that the owner of that big hand had firmly grasped the head of the green-clothed Lianxu monk, and with a slight force, the green-clothed Lianxu monk let out a scream.

"Ahhhhh..."

Hai Bodong grabbed the head of Monk Lianxu with his left hand and spread his right hand. I saw in his right hand, a cone of ice slowly condensed out.

The monk Lianxu looked at the ice cone in Haibodong's hand, and a feeling of death surged into his heart.

"Senior, forgive... forgive me!"

"I gave you a chance just now, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it."

Then, the cultivators of the Hell Fort saw Hai Bodong aim the ice cone at the heart of the cultivator, and then pressed it violently.

"Do not......"

Before the monk Lianxu could say the second word, everyone saw countless tiny ice appearing in the pores of his skin. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not stop the spread of ice on the skin.

In less than ten seconds, the whole body of the green-clothed Lianxu cultivator was wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and finally Hai Bodong stretched out a finger and lightly touched him.

The images that appeared afterwards made the faces of the cultivators in the Hell Castle show horror.

The ice layer on the whole body of the cultivator Lianxu quickly cracked, making a crackling sound.

In the final explosion, the green-clothed Lianxu monk was blown into dozens of fist-sized frozen corpses, and the blood in his body was frozen. The scene was terrifying.

Quiet, the scene is dead silent!

But then, the monks of the Hell Castle screamed and ran in one direction of the canyon.

"Want to run?"

The Ice Emperor Hai Bodong gave a cold snort, his figure flickered, and the afterimages swiftly flew away from the cultivators.

In less than half a second, Haibodong returned to the original place.

At this time, just hearing the five or six impacts of Lianxu bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang bang, refining virtual reality, the few Hell Fort monks flew out at a terrifying speed, and the monks who were bumped along the way were also knocked off.

Five or six human shells actually allowed Haibodong to play dozens of consecutive kills.

After about two or three seconds, the monks kicked by Hai Bodong fell several hundred meters beside Wu Yuanhua and Jing Yuande. The bodies of several people were twisted at strange and uncoordinated angles, their breath gradually dissipated, and then they died completely.

"Ok?"

The two of them were attracted by the death of a few people, their brows were deeply furrowed, and when they looked at it, they noticed the Ice Emperor Haibodong instantly.

"There are masters!"

The pupils of the two shrank almost at the same time, and the whole body was released. Hai Bodong noticed the two men's killing intent, and also released the aura, fighting with Wu Yuanhua's aura.

"So strong!"

The two of them were shocked, showing a solemn look.