The System Takes Me to Practice

The bald man wanted to slap another palm, but before he waved his hand, a figure suddenly landed in the sky, and then a flash of light flashed across, one arm flew high, and at the same time a blood line was brought up.

Puff!

Things happened so quickly, until after a few seconds, the few people behind the bald tattooed man showed a look of horror. The body couldn't resist a few steps on the hind legs and did not dare to go forward. Some were paralyzed and fell to the ground.

As soon as Yang Fan stood firm, he came to his father's side, and at the same time used his body's true energy to recover the damage caused by this slap.

As a tribulation master, Yang Fan saw the stubborn illness in his father's body at a glance, and he was treated immediately after thinking about it.

what! ! !

After five or six seconds, the bald man felt the sharp pain in his shoulder.

"Xiao Fan, why are you back? And, did you fall from the sky just now?"

The old man is already very old. People in their seventies are still working for the orphanage. It is not easy. This is the root cause of his bad health.

"Father, I will tell you this later. Now I will deal with the person who beat you just now."

The old man reacted and looked at the bald tattooed man, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Xiao Fan, what's going on? You did it?"

Yang Fan saw an anxious expression on his father's face, knowing that it was his father worried about him.

Nodded, Yang Fan didn't hide the slightest.

"Xiaofan, run away and chop off someone else's arm. This is going to go to jail."

"It's okay, old man, I will handle it properly."

The old man wanted to say something, but he was sent to the orphanage by Yang Fan's tricks.

After sending him away, Yang Fan's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at the few people in front of him with murderous eyes.

"Go ahead, how do you want to die?"

Yang Fan restrained his aura and released a hint of killing intent, and several people knelt down on the ground.

what...

The bald tattooed man still screamed, and Yang Fan was a little impatient. He opened his hand to **** up a leaf, and then gently flicked it.

Puff!

Leaves slid across the neck of the bald man, blood gushing out like a fountain, and the whole person fell backwards. The remaining left hand stubbornly covered the slashed neck, convulsed all over, and finally kicked his legs and died completely.

Ahhhhh...

The men brought by the bald man screamed in fright, and yellow liquid came out from under his hips.

"You come here, what's the matter?"

Yang Fan's tone was calm, and his killing intent disappeared.

"Xian...Xianren, forgive me, we were only ordered to come and take the land of the orphanage, but the old...the old man was unwilling, so the boss asked Brother Leopard to take us to discuss the purchase of the land with the old man."

A scarred man with a beard lowered his head and said with a trembling voice.

"Humph!"

Yang Fan snorted coldly, "Go back and tell you that the land of the orphanage will not be sold if you have a lot of money. Next time, I will go to this tree."

With a flick of Yang Fan's finger, a real energy blasted out, and a big tree a hundred meters away suddenly exploded and turned into powder.

Several people trembled all over and kowtow quickly.

"Fairy, we don't dare anymore, your words must be passed on."

"Hurry up, then?"

Yang Fan's tone became cold, and there was a trace of real vitality in his voice, which caused several people to sound like a rainbow and thunder.

"Yes Yes!"

Several people did not get up, but curled up and rolled towards the BMW car not far away.

When a few people walked away, Yang Fan's eyes changed for a while, and a jet black flame emerged out of thin air on the cold body of the bald man on the ground. A few seconds later, the icy body of the bald man was completely gone, and even the blood sprayed on the ground was burned.

In the orphanage, in the living room of a two-story building, the old man sat on the seat of the Eight Immortals Table. He stared at Yang Fan with scrutiny. He couldn't believe that the young boy in front of him was the orphan he had picked up.

In Yang Fan's eyes, Dad saw the universe, his eyes deep and calm.

The old man's heart surged.

"Are you really Xiao Fan?"

The old man asked again.

"Really can't be true."

While talking, Yang Fan came to his father's side and massaged his shoulders in the old place.

Perceiving this familiar feeling, the weirdness in the old man's heart completely disappeared, and his brows frowned.

"Xiao Fan, what happened just now?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly, did not answer, and moved his mind, and his whole body was suspended out of thin air, floating to a height of two meters in front of his father.

The old man's eyes widened, his throat moved, he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

"Father, I am not the same as I was before, and it is not a problem that I am invincible in the world."

Although Yang Fan's divine consciousness could not cover the whole world, it was not a problem to cover the entire China. After all, this is not the realm of cultivation, Yang Fan felt that there were few rules and orders around the world, and the suppression of Yang Fan's divine consciousness had reached the extreme, presumably this was the reason why the earth entered the Age of Domination.

"worldwide?!"

The old man shook his whole body, feeling that the scene before him was just a dream, and when he pinched his nails, he felt pain. The old man knew that this was not a dream.

"Daddy doesn't care if you can be invincible to the whole world, in the old man's heart, you will always be Daddy's Xiaofan."

Yang Fan smiled, suddenly thought of the old father's haggard body, stretched out his hand, and a pill appeared in his hand.

"what is this?"

Although marveling at Yang Fan's method of transforming things out of thin air, the old man did not show a surprised expression, looking at the brown pill road found in the fifty cents coin.

"Father, this is a healing pill. No matter what disease you have, you only need one, even cancer can be cured."

The old man showed a strange expression on his face, "Xiao Fan, don't lie to me, there is still this kind of medicine in this world?"

"Daddy will know if he eats it."

Handing the pill to father, Yang Fan smiled.

This kind of pill is actually not a high-level pill in the realm of cultivation. After all, there is plenty of aura, and ordinary people rarely get sick. Even if there is, it only needs one grade of Fuling Pill to solve it.

But it is a panacea on the blue star that lacks aura.

But some special diseases cannot be solved.

Such as AIDS, rabies and other foreign objects caused by diseases.

The old man picked up the pill and asked, a scent of medicine floated, and the old man directly put it in his mouth.

The elixir melts in the mouth and the essence of the medicine is absorbed.

Hum!

The old man only feels light, his rheumatism has been cured for decades, and even the lung cancer caused by smoking all the year round is healed. He just feels relaxed all over, without the breathless asthma.

Before the old man could react, another pill appeared in Yang Fan's hand. The pill was golden, and it was actually a superb Six-Rank Pill-Zengshou Pill, which was refined from scarce medicinal materials and ordinary people ate it. It can increase lifespan for hundreds of years.